What If The Bottle Didn't Break...?

Chapter 7

(A.N.)
For those of you wondering why I chose to put a very common topic into this story (self-harm) there are two reasons.
1. I had absolutely no idea about the commonness of this topic. I don't really read that many stories, and when I do, I don't read anything with angst in it. Well I try not to, since I'm extremely sensitive and I would probably cry for hours over something.
The next reason is
2. It's kind of a coping mechanism. I haven't been able to find my blade or anything to really cut with lately, so I kinda just ended up putting it in the story. But that's why there's a trigger warning. That topic is in it, and if you don't want to see it, you probably shouldn't read it. Now let's get on with the story!

(TRIGGER WARNING: self-harm, self-deprication, suicidal thoughts)

"Hajime, let me see your arm."

I sighed and pulled the jacket sleeve up. Luckily for me, I hadn't cut anything yet... Haha, "luckily". That's something Komaeda would say, isn't it.
"I'm keeping this." Chiaki said, dangling the blade in my face before putting it into her bag.
"Wait what? Why?"I asked, as she began leaving.
"Just for safety."
And with that, she left my cottage. I ended up just stating at the door for a minute, until...

DING DONG BING BONG!
Hope's Peak Academy's School Trip Executive Committee has an announce ment to make! Please head over to Monokuma Rock for the class trial! Puhuhuhu! See you soon~!

I felt tears rolling down my cheeks as the announcement finished. Huh... I thought this was all a dream... We're even going this far, huh?

I guess it's real.

"Now let me give a simple explanation of the Class Trial!"
"Ok let's start where with the body was found."
Monokuma looked at me, and so did everyone else. I blinked, then realized what I had said. I tried to apologise but I was interrupted.
"Well I guess not then! Carry on! By the way, this is the last! Congratulations! Puhuhuhuhu!"
"T-the last?"
Souda questioned.
"Did you hear that guys!? He said the la-!"
"The body was found in the restaurant. We all know that. Hinata was the first one to find it, then Nanami and Nevermind came afterwards." Kuzuryuu began.
"He was stabbed in all four limbs, and through his face. Right?"
We all nodded, while Souda just folded his arms with an angry face.
"Why though? One stab and he would've been dead! Why did they have to go the extra mile?" I asked.
"That's what we need to figure out."

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"So they did that to make it look like Komaeda did it himself?" Kuzuryuu asked in shock. I nodded.
"They probably did it to simulate what Komaeda had done before. When we found him in the ware house, we ended up with the conclusion that Komaeda did it to himself. He even confessed to it later. So it makes sense that the we would give off the same assumption." I answered.
"Unfortunately we can not get an answer from Komaeda now." Nevermind said quietly.
I sighed.

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"It was me. I did it."
We all turned to the voice's owner.
"N-Nanami? Don't fuck with us ok?" Kuzuryuu growled.
"There's no way that chick did it!" Souda sputtured.
I just glared at her. The facial expression she was making... Something didn't feel right. She felt like a completely different person. Her face wasn't expressionless like usual, she had a sense of amusement in her eyes.
"There's no way Nanami did it! I know there's no way!" We heard Monomi whine in the background.
"Shut it sis!" Monokuma snapped at her. But no one really payed attention to that.
"I'm not playing. I did it. I killed him. But if you don't want to believe me, I'm sure you'll all just have a fun time dying!"
Everyone was speechless. This wasn't the Chiaki we knew. There was something wrong.
"Chiaki! Don't fuck with us! We know it wasn't you, you don't have to do that!"
"Let's... Think about it for a second... Ok, so let's say she is the killer... How would she have done it?" Kuzuryuu asked. We all began to answer the question with "she couldn't", but we can't explain why she couldn't.
"Hinata... Let's go over the case again..."

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"CHIAKI NANAMI, THE ULTIMATE GAMER HAS BEEN FOUND......

GUILTY!"

We were speechless. No one said anything, not even Chiaki.
"Hehe, well, I guess it's my time to go, then."
Monomi ran over to Chiaki.
"Nanami! What's gotten into you! This isn't like you! What's wrong?"
Chiaki just stared off at the wall.
"Nothing. Just, doing my job."
And with those final words, she was executed. Of course, we asked questions. Not that they were answered.
"H-hey... Doesn't this mean we get to leave?" Souda asked.
"Monokuma said that was the last class trial!"
"Puhuhuhuhu! My my, you guys are surely excited! Make sure you get lots of rest tonight! See you soon~!"

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I layed on my bed, face in my pillow... Both Chiaki and Komaeda are gone... No... Both Chiaki and Nagito are gone... My closest friend, and my crush. Gone in one day. I don't understand... I don't want to understand! I quickly got out of bed and ran to the store. I quickly picked up a blade and inspected it, making sure there was no mold or rust. I ended up back on the side of the bath tub with it in hand. I had also picked up some bandages so it didn't show thought Nagito's coat. I thought about them, how Nanami took my blade away the first time so I didn't cut. Nagito wouldn't want me to either... But the over whelming guilt and sadness took over my emotions, and I ended up with an enormous amount of blood hitting the floor. My eyes widened as I looked at the cut in my arm. I didn't intend for this to happen. I cut way too much... I'm such a failure I couldn't even cut myself right... I should just kill myself the same time. I began holding the blade to my chest, then I caught myself. What the fuck am I doing? Why am I doing this? I quickly let the blood drain into the bath tub and washed it out. I wiped up the floor and bandaged my arm and putting on Nagito's coat as I layed down on my bed. I shouldn't do that again. I cut way too much. Chiaki, Nagito, I'm sorry.