𝖠 𝖡𝗅𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖱𝗈𝗌𝖾

Chapter 6

She enters her room, the broken door frame, the claws on the walls and the broken box reminds her of what happened last night.

Walking to her desk, she sits down crossed legs, every movement creates pain, her hands fell numb and her head is spinning.

But she ignores it all, though it took her a few minutes before even thinking of moving a muscle to move her desk back to it's position. She winces.

She reaches for the brush and the papers. She takes a deep breath.

Then everything crashes down.

Maybe—just maybe if I were faster they wouldn't get killed.

Then they would be fine....

Their bodies, their mouths open wide as if screaming for help—

Then Kanae and Shinobu would never know this dark and cruel side of the world—

Her sisters holding on each other for dear life, hoping— wishing that they won't be the next—

They wouldn't be forced to mature so early.

They won't have a reason to touch a sword—a fucking sword

They won't know the feeling of having to bury someone they love so early.

Gyomei loweing them down and quickly covering them with the soil, burying them while praying. Her remaining family sticks by her side— not wanting her to disappear too.

Kanae won't pity and be stupidly kind to the monsters that took their parents— she won't know they're real after all.

She's too pure for this cruel world.

Shinobu wouldn't think herself as a weak, pathetic person that can't decapitate demons.

She's not. She's one of the strongest people I know.

If only—

If only I was fast enough

If only I was strong enough

If only I was smart enough

They would still be alive—

She hears a sudden noise. Allie looked at the brush on her hand. It had snapped into two, she assumes that she had been holding it too tightly.

Wait. What was she doing again? Ah right, a letter.... To who? Right— to their relatives. She doesn't know if the news had reached them yet. She must've forgotten. It's just that last night was a fucking nightmare that keep replaying in her head. 

She didn't fucking do anything! S-she just let them get killed while she cried! Her sword didn't even do shit. She was too late— too slow and too fucking weak to make a change—

"Now, now don't say that, you saved your sisters didn't you?"

She clenches her fists and slams them on the table. "Shut up! Just shut up! They fucking died! I should've done something to save them!"

"But you did, your sisters are waiting for you outside, do I need to make them come to you to prove a point?"

"You don't fucking understand! They're dead and I did that to them.....OKAY!?" The voice went silent for a few seconds until she heard a chuckle. Just what the hell is funny—

"I see what you mean now. If you do think that way...then suit yourself."  She waits for a response but she was met with another wave of silence. Damn those voices, ruining everything for her. She's angry, furious at herself and those shits disturb her—