Hues of Blue

KABANATA VIII

There are three types of people. Some of them wants to use you. Some of them want to get used by you. Others wants to abuse you and some of them want to be abused.

I never truly know someone.

You'll never know someone really is unless you're attached and really close to them or use force into that person to explore every dirty cobwebs, crack in the wall, loose floorboards and every single of hidden niche. Though no matter how hard you try humans are always going to have secrets that no one would possibly uncover... unless you trek deeper.

Once you travel that far there's no turning back. You'll be drowning in the the tidal waves of secrets and away from the shore. Completely losing yourself from sinking in the abyss of no return. Information is a drug. Like cigarettes knowing one day they're going to kill you yet you keep going back for more.

The walls of my brain began to cave in, all stunned and paralyze to even breathe. I searched my brain for an answer but none of this made sense. Seems the reality show forged all of this fucking my mind. Nothing made sense. After we got back in the bunk I sunk and ball myself beneath the covers. For now what I need is a clear head. No more distractions. No more thoughts. They are destroying me. Please, no more thoughts.

Little did I know silence was a killer too...

I awoke and did not find myself looking at the ever-familiar ceiling. No. I was staring at a dark, metallic, rectangular box.

Like anyone else would react in this type of situation normally I panicked, hitting my head on the black hard surface above my body in the process. What the—

"It's awake sir."

"Call Dr.Han and inform him on carrying to conduct another experiment. Bring out the corpse."

Then everything started to crumble. Gravity lost it's control. Smoke blanket the air making it harder to breathe. I cough and choke on my own saliva till I hurl bile mixed with blood. My hands where shaking. The blob background taken shape. Blood and fire was everywhere. Every corner of my old bedroom then I tripped on something. My brother's body. He was on the floor drowning with his own blood. The scene was too much I crawled backwards trying to escape the reality. What was going on? I don't understand... What happened?!

"...L-lazulith"

Taki's corpse reach for me. I want to help him. He is my brother after all, but the urge died when the atmosphere changes. Something doesn't add up. It didn't felt right.

"..my..Lazulith~" He was desperate attacking me and tackled me down the floor. Hovering my form only to be choked. His decaying face shows emotion mixture of anguish, despair and betrayed.

"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!"

"Lazuli!

LAZULI!!!

God damnit wake the hell up woman!"

"Gakuen?" I was panting hard. "H..how did you get—"

"You where trashing around like a dying rabid street dog. Thank God we don't have any neighbors or else they might think some bloody murder that—" Thwak! "Feeling the love here honey." He added sarcastically after I smashed the lamp on his head.

"Shut up goblin." I grumbled then flop back to bed under the sheets. This idiot.

"... Hey." He sighed.

"Seriously, what's up with you lately?" How the fuck should I know? "Ever since with that date night from your mysterious caller you've been acting strange." He move closer to me. "What happened?"