Baring the Burden (Oneshot)

Baring the Burden

Sorry if this is a little rushed. I just wanted to get it out of my head before I forgot it. This might be made into a full story but that will take a while to finish.
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PAIN!

PAIN!

That's all I felt. A burning flowing pain coming from my stomach, arms and legs. I think Kelly Liviaspark was the one who broke my arms. I hope it's just sprained, I really don't want to worry about my mom. She is way too observant nowadays, at least she isn't that oblivious, broken shell that she was in the past when my father - no, donor giver had left us to survive the harsh world all alone for years to come before he visited.

I want... no, I wish... I wish ... they left me alone! Why can't they just leave me alone? I just want to go home with my sweet mother and her gentle voice! She is the only one who hasn't left me (at least not yet). All alone in this cruel, cruel world.

Suddenly I felt salty and metallic liquid in my mouth and my head started to hurt out of nowhere. I just want to go home! Damn it! LET ME GO PLEASE!

"STOP!!!"

I hear a croaky voice yelling but they sounded hurt themself. It took me a while to get through my head that it was me and that it was my voice that sounded croaky and hurt. Oh! I just remembered Kelly had stepped on my throat-

"What are you idiotic monkeys doing?!?!" screamed somebody. The lady who came to my rescue has dark brown hair that seems to be put into a messy bun. She has green eyes with specs of gold with her face looking like a greeks goddess face with a hint of baby fat. She is wearing a white button-down shirt with a black blouse that was unbuttoned, and a navy blue skirt. Overall she looks like she wouldn't hurt a fly but could manipulate someone to do it for her (that's probably only to me though).

Aah, man! Why is she helping me? Does she even know who I am? Does she even know what will happen to her reputation if somebody says that she was helping me, the outcast of this school? However, for that reason, I do wonder why she never stepped in or if she is new to this school (which considering that she is helping me she probably is)? Oh My God! I feel so dumb and want to bang my head against something which would not be a good idea.

Whatever. It's not my fault if she chooses to be goody two shoes and she should know by now that there is always a consequence for each action you take. I did not want to be seen in this condition more than people have already. My pride is on the line every time they physically bully me and the only thing that lets me lick my wounded pride to full health is that I don't give them the satisfaction they want. Until now.

"-- don't give a fuck about your fucking reasons!!! What fucking matters is that you're hurting someone for your own fucking pleasure!!!!!!!!" that's what the young female was yelling when I turned back in. THAT gave me a heart attack and i felt warmth blooming from my chest. It took me a little longer to figure out that it was my happiness from her words that gave me this warmth. Nobody except my mother had been able to make me feel happy and to top it off she is a complete stranger.

"Get out of my sight this instant stupid monkeys or else..." the young lady threatened with a sickly sweet tone. This girl is freaking scary! Ugh, I just felt shivers run down my spine and nowadays barely anything scares me. That's probably because I watch too many horror movies and mother is freighting when provoked (which multiple happened multiple times).

At least some of my bullies had common sense and could sense the danger emitting from the brunette. Gen Mihaslo, however, having no intelligence did not see the danger he was walking into said: "Or else what?"

"You don't want to find out..." said the demon brunette. Even though I'm not in her wanted list I feel my whole body shiver with fear and awe. This girl even though short (an inch or two taller than me and I'm short) is incredibly intimidating. I don't get how someone so intelligent in schoolwork can be so dense when danger is staring right at his face. I mean come on! Can you not see the threat that's lurking beneath that sweet face ready to leap up and eat you alive?!

"Leave. Us. Alone. Idiotic monkey or be beaten to death." she hissed at Gen, disgust, and fury leaking through her tone. She then took out a stick (where did she even hide it) and was getting ready to beat him up when Gen finally got the sense to run away from the danger that was the brunette. After Gen left she sigh in what sounded exasperated. After seeing my questioning glance she then started explaining why. I don't know if she was explaining why she helped me or her life story (some people do that, it's weird and creepy) or even why she sounded exasperated.

"You see when I was younger I had a friend that was like you. An outcast, nothing special and a victim to bullying. I never did anything about it, even though I was his best friend. I just thought that he was playing around with the older kids, and when he came to me with bruises he always told me 'I'm okay there is nothing to worry about. Just played a bit too rough.' Looking back now it's obvious to see that he was hiding something from me especially since he always wore long sleeves even though he had said that he hated anything long-sleeved. I remember the day when tragedy struck it being a normal day and I couldn't even presume that something grave was going to happen." She then started to cry and I started to hover around her because for the life of god I don't know how to comfort people (at least it wasn't outright sobbing).

When she calmed down she continued talking. "Anko, my dear friend, almost died because the older kids hit her hard in her spine and head. She later committed suicide because she couldn't take the pain, the bullying, and the abuse she was facing at home for being lesbian. Her parents, thankfully, got life imprisonment, while the school got sued by my family for letting their adopted daughter die because of bullying. You reminded me of why hate bullies and I want to make sure that you don't die so... please let me be your friend. I want to be your rock and make sure that you get where you're supposed to be at the top! Oh, before I forget my name is Hana Kurokawa and I'm a female. Nice to meet you and I hope we can be friends" she clarified in a depressed but determined voice.

"Nice to meet you too and I accept your offer. I hope we can be the best of friends and my name is Tsunayoshi Sawada and I'm a male."As I said that I gave a big bright smile because I was happy that I could finally get a friend that believes in me. "And by the way, I could from a mile away that you were female so why did you add to your introduction?" I asked out of curiosity.

"It because I learned that there are some people who are physically male but use female pronouns," she said looking excited to share what she learned.

From there on we became best friends. Hana helped me get to pass through my suicidal thoughts when I tried to tell my teacher about what was happening but instead of investigating they believed the crocodiles' tears that their top students (which by the way they weren't anymore, Hana and I took over their stops). There were multiple times where I was close to committing suicide but Hana was there to be the rational mind and stopped me. Now I'm here as the owner of a fashion business and they are there as employees running errands to make sure they keep their jobs that I graciously let them have. I remember thinking that Hana was from the future a few times but apparently when she trained she also trained her instincts.

Bye, dear diary,

Tsunayohi Sawada