Yui's sister

Part of the past

Third p.o.v
When Nozomi was younger she didn't think there was something wrong with her. There was no reason to think there was something wrong with her. Right? But that woman, that woman always said it was because she deserved everything they gave her, because there was something wrong with her. Something....wrong. Was that why was she sleeping in the basement or outside, eating scraps of the food they had given to the staff, drinking water like a dog and working in the cold air? Was that why she had to work for food, water and clothes while her sister could ask anything and get it in a second?
There was a few things she learned from this.
1. Not everyone is treated equally.
2. Don't take shit from anyone.
3. Never give up.
4. Cherish your real friends.
5. Don't let those around you, hurt you in any way, they'll use it against you.
Maybe it sounds cheesy, and maybe it is but it's not like she does give a fuck. Nozomi likes to think she is the Queen of 'Fuck It'.
But lately it seems like she's taking shit from a particular group. A fucking group of bloodsuckers and a whiny bitch. That group that makes her blood boil, and makes her question her identity even more. That group likes to invade her personal space, her personal life and her past. She sometimes wants to tell them off. But then in a lot more colorful words, of course.

Nozomi p.o.v
Why Stripper? Of all people who could help me....why him? He almost drowned me, demanded shit from me and just threw me in a bet like I'm just a fucking doll. I almost snort at that thought. A mistake then. A doll that is made wrong.
"Aw, what a pain." And just like that, Hothead turns around and walks away without giving me a second glance. And just like that.....I feel used again. A fucking doll, that's all I am ever gonna be.
I feel a pair of eyes focused on me, piercing through my head trying to figure me out. Fuck you, too. Like hell I'm gonna talk to you. Maybe I will, just to say he can shove a fucking doll up his arse.
"I have....to say....this....one thing." I steady myself against the wall, gaining my balance and trying to get my breath under control. I also have to ask myself: do I want to die today or give him his moment of victory? I don't want to die today, but I also don't want to give his moment of victory, that is my answer.
A hand grabs my face before I even can say anything.
"Don't get the wrong idea." His cold voice is laced with anger. Don't get the wrong idea?! I'm so fucking done with people who are acting so highly mighty!
Smack!
A second passes by, then a minute. I feel my strength returning as I stand up with flaming eyes.
"Don't get the wrong idea." I mock him, using my hand as a mouth. His mouth is open in shock as he stares at me. That is truly the only time I've ever seen other emotions then anger or arrogance.
"Fuck you, fuck this, fuck Pancake, fuck you all! With you it's all about me, look at me! I have a six pack, I'm a heartbreaker and I love to play with you! Get lost man! I'm so sick and tired of taking a step and the next thing I'm being ambushed by you bloodsuckers again! I need to take my medicine, sleep and take a shower because I already feel sticky and gross because of you! And the fact that Player is a pervert is so fucking shit! Do you know how his skin feels?! No you don't cuz you didn't kiss him!" Why did I say that last part? Is the only thought as I finish with my rant. I'm such a stupid fuck.
"So excuse me with your wrong idea, but it seems like you have that." I walk past him, suddenly feeling extremely worn out. "After all...I'm not like most people."
I din't have to be this extreme, but....I'm tired.

The door closes behind with a bang, the silence welcome after all that screaming. He closes his eyes for a moment, only to right open them.
"So...Laito kissed Melons?" His cheek stings just a little bit, a reminder that she isn't that strong and he can handle her. But right now that isn't the problem.
"Laito it seems like you had her first kiss." His eyes narrow in thought. "And didn't Yours Truly say that he was going to be her first of everything?"

Shadow, I swear if you don't show yourself right now....I'm gonna abandon you.
"Shadow....just please. I'm sorry if I did something wrong, I'm sorry if I don't spend time with you anymore, I'm sorry if I didn't take care of you." I just want to hold her, and be a bitch tomorrow again. A small rustle is heard besides me. Is that...
"Shadow?" I ask carefully, because why not? Maybe in a moment it's a tiger and I'm getting murdered. I sweat drop at my own thoughts. That is a little bit too extreme.
The bushes rustled again, and a small, black figure jumps out of it. Relief fills me up from within. She's okay. I smile and take a step towards her.
"Ow!" I cry immediately after. Shadow looks up and reveals a set of her sharp teeth. A bit blood trickles down my finger.
"I almost want to say fuck you, but.....Fuck you." I say with a dead panned face. She just continues to grin with a happy face.
You know after all my whining? It wasn't that worth it.....but making Stripper jealous was. I smirk, cradling Shadow in my arms and start the long walk again. But after today.....I don't ever want to think about it again, and that's were I'm afraid of. I just brought it up again.....and that's were the shit is about to hit the pan.

A bit of a weird chapter! I know, I know. But I wanted to make Nozomi experience different feelings than just anger. She's also human, she has also weaknesses and things she's insecure about. And how the brothers are treating her, triggers something from within. I hope you still liked the chapter and will continue with reading my book! Next chapter: