'Okay, so...I'm actually from an alternate dimension where you don't exist, this isn't my body, Cordelia's heart is implanted in my chest, I talk to her in my head while fighting against her struggling to take control...oh, and by the way, Reiji knew before you did!' Then cue the immediate murder, you thought to yourself, sitting back in the chair you were in. You had sharply realised that, whilst it would be totally cathartic to blurt everything out, they certainly wouldn't be able to handle such a huge secret being dropped on them. Their mother being...around...still would be bad enough. You could feel all of their gazes on you despite your eyes being nailed to the desk in front of you.
"Bitch-chan, we don't have all night."
"Wow Laito, didn't you say earlier that you had forever." You pointed out, trying in vain to keep the mocking edge from your voice. You gasped as his hand cracked across your cheek, grabbing your chin and forcing you to meet his eyes, which were blazing with an unreal level of anger.
"I'm not in the mood for your little quips right now." He hissed, other hand clenching into a fist. "What is your connection to my mother?"
"Our mother." Kanato corrected, irate as he glared into your eyes. "Y/N, if you don't start explaining I think I'll start breaking your fingers. One by one."
"Alright!" You yelped, noting that Ayato was being uncharacteristically quiet. "Well, it all started when I arrived at the mansion. At first it was just a twinge in my chest here and there, but then I started seeing this woman with purple hair everywhere. She attacked me in my dreams, appeared when I was alone...I eventually got sick of it and confronted her. She was...surprised, to see that I could openly converse with her. She tried to persuade me to let her take control and naturally I said no, but I think I just pissed her off." You took a deep breath, pushing your sweat soaked hair away from your face. Now that you really took a moment you realised you were in an absolutely atrocious state; you were covered in blood and your pyjamas were torn to shreds, revealing the deep wounds beneath that the ghosts had inflicted on you.
"I can imagine that not getting her own way really didn't go down well." Ayato scoffed, looking rather amused. "This explains all the times you've been having random conversations with nobody, though. Still, how are you seeing her in the first place?"
"It's my heart. Or, her heart." Understanding dawned on their faces as they glanced at your neck, at the pulse in it that was currently racing. "Your asshole uncle implanted it into my chest as a baby, as far as I can tell."
"Wait...you know uncle Richter?" Laito interrupted, and you nodded.
"Sort of. I've seen him here a couple times. He laughed at me a bit when I was dying from blood loss. Kissed...uh, you know what never mind what he did." But it was too late, for all of them had a sharply renewed interest in what you were saying.
"He kissed you?" Kanato snarled out the question, and you shrugged.
"Cordelia, really, but I could still feel it." You shuddered at the memory, pulling a disgusted expression. "I made my horror at the fact very clear."
"So Cordelia took control?" Ayato again with the straightforward question; he seemed to be quite invested in this, likely because he had orchestrated his mother's death only to find she had evaded complete annihilation. How disappointing must that be?
"Yes...and some time soon I won't be able to take it back." You admitted, and they all fell silent, something which greatly disturbed you. "Hey, at least you won't have to put up with me any more, right? Just, y'know, stabby stabby bye bye Cordelia then we're both outta your hair for good."
