*🐬*
It was admirable that I'd lasted this long, really. I'm sure Jonathan wouldn't be happy when he found out, though I would be sure to point out that I was the last out of my siblings to get into a fight.
They cornered me when I stepped from the back entrance in search of somewhere quiet to think- to get away from all the noise in the school.
And of course I was outnumbered- nothing new there. Four to one. And of course I was about to beat them into a bloody pulp.
Until one of them sneered words that would be my undoing.
"What a useless freak."
And Josuke wasn't there that time. So instead, I was dragged into my past. The memories that, even now, haunted my every waking moment.
Blood poured over my hands, soaking into my coat as I bent over the figures beneath me. Soft, mocking laughter echoed through the room.
"Useless," a voice said, a silhouette forming from the bright light. I rose my head, staring at it.
Hate boiled in me. Such rage that pounded through my blood, spilling through my fingers and shaking the ground.
I stood, fists clenching. They took another step forwards, eyes glinting.
"What're you going to do?" The voice purred. "Punch me?"
Pain buckled my legs, forced me to my knees.
"That's right," they cooed. "Bow to me. You know that you can't possibly do a thing."
The voice laughed, shadows melting to achingly bright light.
My attention returned to the bodies in front of me.
Betrayal was a song through my blood. Because he'd left us here- turned us over to them. And the other two-
My palms hit the ground, blood splattering my face. It coated my lips, sent the taste of iron stinging through my mouth.
I could do nothing.
Absolutely nothing.
A soundless sob escaped me, shoulders shuddering with the force it took to hold it in. As the only family I'd ever known died in front of me.
Their blood soaked me.
And I was unhurt.
Unable to do anything.
If I was stronger.
If I was smarter.
If I was better.
But no.
I was weak.
I was dumb.
I
Was
Useless.
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Bound by Blood; Chosen by Fate
Fiksi PenggemarThe day the Joestars moved to Morioh was a day that no one would forget. Rumors spread like wildfire about the four brothers, growing larger and more extravagant with each passing. The cozy little town, though, had more than its fair share of secre...
