unscripted

four; kitty

when i awoke, i saw kiibo dead. stabbed multiple times in his stomach, chest, and legs. ' k-kiibo..? is it halloween? ' i looked at my calendar frantically, seeing it was the middle of june. ' kiibo? ' i kept shaking him, my heart stopping as i heard his gone. his body stiff and cold, covered in blood. i screamed loudly, holding him close. ' kiibo?! kiibo! wake up, it isn't funny! '
' did you try replacing me? or try forgetting about me~? i've been here forever. you see, my uncle is a detective~. . . ' shuichi's voice spoke, a figure approaching me. ' and when he saw it was me, he pretended he cared about you, but in actuality, he's been aiding me~. . . '
' get away! stop it! get out! ' i yelled with a shaky voice.
' did you like my gift~? ' he giggled, throwing me over his shoulder, holding me by my ass. ' let's go~! '

i couldn't retort, just letting him. i just shut down.

' good kitty~. . . ' he set me down once we reached his house, petting my head affectionately, handing me a bowl of cat food while placing a regular cat collar on me. no shocking. . . no tightening. . . just a normal collar. ' we can try pet play, you're starting to get boring. . . ' 
' i want kiibo back. . . w-why. . ? why are you killing the people i love. . ? '
' i told you. it's because i love you~! ' he kissed me gently, his hands harshly keeping my head in place.
' stop saying th-- 'i was interrupted by a mouthful of cat food.
' it's rude to not eat the food i offer you. '

bitch--

' buuuut. . . you did get cuter. curvier. kiibo treated you well~. . . ' he was referring to my squishy chest and ass. 
' s-stop. . . ' i grew deeply uncomfortable, covering my body.
' no~! ' he shoved me into a small cage, triggering my claustrophobia. 
' l-let me out, im sorry! ' i begged, really panicky, trying to catch my breath.
' you need to be disciplined~. . . ' he kicked the cage, leaving me in the dark.

eventually, i passed out from the lack of oxygen from my attacks. 

『••✎••』

i awoke on a bed. but nothing else. pitch darkness except for the velvet red sheets. i flinched at the sound of a thump, my eyes adjusting to the dark room. ' are you alright?! it's been months! i can't believe. . . ' akamatsu burst into the room, covered in blood. following behind was harukawa, her eyes wide with fear. 
' months? no, i've been here for a day. . ! ' i exclaimed. 
' a day?! look at you! skin and bones, you've been sleeping! he drugged you! ' akamatsu growled, dragging the new corpse into the room, stomping on his face. ' he moaned each time i hit him, he's so gross. . . '
' you. . . akamatsu san. . . i. . . ' i stumbled out of the bed, about to fall before tackling the two girls into a hug, sobbing loudly. ' i can't thank you enough, i-i. . . kiibo's dead because of me! k-kaito too! i miss them so much! ' 

' it isn't your fault at all! ' maki held my face gently. ' it's his. you're beautiful, okay?! we were all worried sick. . ! ' she cried as well, pressing her forehead against mine. akamatsu took the liberty of burying the body, cleaning up the blood, and taking us to the hospital. 

' ouma kun! ' gonta was the first to visit, panting slightly like he had ran the entire way there. ' ouma kun, i took care of your flowers. . . the bugs did most of the work, but i helped too. . ! ' he laughed nervously, hoping to ease the tension. 
i giggled softly, holding his hand to relax. ' thank you~. . . i assume those are the fully grown ones? ' i looked at the handmade bouquet he was holding.
' yonaga helped me, but these are the ones from my garden. . . don't think anything of it though! ' he huffed, placing the flowers in the empty vase.

' these are your flowers? ' akamatsu smirked, looking up at gonta.
' what of it? ' gonta crossed his arms, turning his head before immediately holding kokichi's hand again. ' sorry, i shouldn't have let go, ' he apologized, being the only one to recognize the fear in my eyes as he let go.
' i-it's alright~. . . ' i reassured, laughing nervously. ' i think she means because you never let anyone even touch your garden area~. . . '
' i was in a rush, i couldn't figure out any other gift. '

' yeah, mhm~. . . ' maki giggled, earning a glare from gonta.
' oh! im sorry, gonta. . ! im not ready for a relationship, but. . . if you'd please wait for me. . ? ' i smiled, holding his hand gently.
' i never said i liked y-- ow. . . ' gonta was interrupted by iruma hitting him on the arm. ' okay, fine. . . i'll wait. . . ' 

' ugh, finally, ' akamatsu laughed a bit, ruffling my hair. ' you're really strong. i knew about saihara, but i. . . didn't do anything, i'm so sorry. . . ' 
' you knew? ' i looked up at her, my eyebrows furrowed.
' yes, but he told me. . . he told me he'd be nice to you since apparently, kaito was abusing you! '
' i-i see. . . so he lied. . ? ' i mumbled, hugging the plushie iruma got for me close.
' no shit. i had no idea he liked you that way. . . '

honestly. . . if shuichi never revealed this side of himself to me, i would've considered a date. . . he used to be a nice person. . . it'd find it cute how he'd ramble on about danganronpa. how he'd listen to me vent. how he'd take care of me. 

shuichi. . . kaito. . . kiibo. . . what if i hurt gonta as well? it's my fault. . . it's all my fault. . .