•This is Real• [Diabolik Lovers × Male! OC]

Chapter 46: that went from 0 to 100 REAL QUICK

I awoke to the distinct smell of alcohol swabs and sterile bandages. The light that lit the room was blinding as I tried to squint the blur away. My head throbbed strangely, I fought the urge to go back to sleep. Still, what had woken me from my rather enjoyable slumber wasn't the smell, the light or even the damn pounding of my head...

It was the damn sound of mosquitoes buzzing.

And this particular mosquito...

WAS A DAMN LOUD ONE.

"-YOU THINK ORE-SAMA WILL LET YOU-"

I groan loudly and sit up, my skull throbbing in protest as I nestled my forhead in my palms. "Shut up you damn takoyaki obsessed, shit at tie tying, height obsessed BUG!" I feel my hoarse voice return to me as I ramble on, admittedly feeling a little better after berating the boy.

"Pfft- he called you a bug~" a familiarly sweet voice cooed. "How cute-"

I cut him off, grabbing the nearest thing I could find and blindly chucking it at him.

In this case, it was a, very much plugged in, lamp beside the bed.

"Woah-!" I hear a heavy thump as I realise in urter disapointment that the damn mosquito had failed to be squished by the lamp, instead he had caught it with his grubby hands.

"Bitch-cha-"

"THATS WHAT YOU GET FOR ALMOST RIPPING MY ARM OFF!" I yell, my hand grabbing a fistful of the thin white sheets around me. I grab the pillow beside me and throw it again, this time he let it hit him. "THATS FOR TRYING TO SUCK MY BLOOD!"

Shakily, I got up from the bed, instantly regretting it as I felt the room spin around me. Still I powered through, walking slowly towards the male. It felt like I was trudging through a dense marsh, the soft carpeted floor now harder to traverse than knee-high mud. Still I made my way before the male, his head hung ever so slightly.

'remorse...?

Not that I care.'

I raised my hand and struck him across his face.

My hand hurt but I wasn't done.

"I don't give a damn what your mother did to you as a kid." I mutter harshly, his head stayed parallel to the floor. "You made the choice to do what you did." My nails dug into my palm as my frustration flowed out freely, the floodgates now wide open.

"What she did was not your fault but this-! This was your choice!" Anguish is all I put into my words. A raw anguish that came from all the fear, frustration and desperation I'd been feeling the past week.

Truth was I was afraid of Laito.

That was why I got so damn scared when the lights shut off those days ago.

Deep down I knew,

I knew I was living with someone perfectly able to do the same.

I'd become aware he was fully capable of doing such things, perhaps even worse.

Still I pushed it aside and look where that got me.

I wrote off his pevertedness as some damn character trait.

But he wasn't just a character anymore.

He was real.

And he was dangerous.

If I didn't save him I would be in danger myself.

It was a selfish reason for sure but it was still saving him.

I can't always be a selfless hero, I am human after all.

"Why are you forcing this pain on me?" I mutter out, trying ti catch his gaze that remained trained to the floor. "What made you want to hurt people like this?" I spoke softly again but my headache was making me irratable and he still refused to meet my gaze. "Do you realise that treating people like this won't make the pain go away?"

His eyes stayed glued to the damn floor.

I'd had enough.

I couldn't help my snarling tone as I shoved the boy into the wall, forcing him to look at my bloodshot eyes. "STOP ACTING LIKE A DAMN CHILD AND TAKE SOME DAMN RESPONSIBILITY FOR YOURSELF!" I see his eyes quiver.

I sigh and take a breath, stepping back to regain my composure.

'Fuck, was that really the right thing to say?'

I run a hand through my sweaty hair. "I get that you need help to realise why this is all so wrong," I mutter, wincing as another pang of pain strobed my head. "Which is why..." I really hoped I wouldn't regret this.

If he was salvagable I had to try.

As much as I wanted to hate him with all of my might.

As much as I wanted to claw his eyes out for what he did to me.

"I-" I faltered.

This was harder than expected.

Every part of me screamed to get away from the male yet rational thought told me to continue.

"He needs time," A voice broke the uncomfortable silence that had settled. I glanced up at the new person that had butted in. "He wants to give you another chance but he needs time." The boy spoke in an uncharacteristically serious tone. "And you have to change."

With that they wrapped a hand around my arm and led me out of the room.

The instant I left the room it was like a weight that had been crushing me to the floor had vanished.

I could breathe more easily.

I look at the scruffy hair of the boy before me, his strides never slowing as we left, what I soon realised, was Reiji's lab and headed upstairs to my room.

"Thanks Ayato."