One Wish

CHAPTER 40

  Ughh, I'm so tired. I fumble under my pillows and pick up the phone.

"What is it?" That was a pit rude, but okay.

"Hey, MC. I just wanted to talk with you a little," he whispers.

"I want to sleep..."

"Just a little, alright?"

"Haah, alright... what's up?"

"Nothing much. I tried to go to sleep early, but I felt odd."

"What do you *yawn* mean?"

"I felt like something has happened to you. Heh, I don't know if I've told you, but I once saw a dream and you were there."

"Did you have it now too?"

"Well, yeah, but it was different tonight. It was more of a nightmare this time. In it you were crying because of me and you said something to me. Then I started to cry too..."

"How is that a nightmare to you?"

"I don't want to see you cry. I want you to always be happy and kind, like you usually are. I don't want anything to happen to you. Haha, I think I care about you too much. People should look out for themselves, but I keep forgetting that and look after you all the time."

"Oh really?" Liar. You don't care about me.

"Really."

"... Is that all?"

"O-oh, umm yeah, I think?"

"I'm really sleepy..."

"Want me to sing you a song?"

"No, it's okay. Good night..."

"... Good night."

That was a bit rude, but right now I don't want to hear his voice. I lay on my back and look at the sealing. I feel almost like I felt at home. I don't know why, but I just do. I'm here to heal from all the wounds that I got back home, but I seem to get more of them here. I start to rub my eyes again. Damn it, I've gotten to that stage in life where I cry over boys. This sucks so bad. Can't I just fall asleep already?

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I barely got out of bed today. Today's a school day and I can't skip so many classes. The day was pretty much the same as always - got to die in class and laugh with my friends. Seven still acts like his fake self infront of everybody. It's so weird to look at. He's basically two absolutely different persons. Looks like Saeran is used to this. I have a feeling that Saeran might have something similar. Maybe he actually is nice and kind towards everybody...

After Seven has told me everything he wants to hang out with me all the time. I guess he wants to show me who he really is, but... I don't really like it. It's nice to talk to him and all, but I still hear that little voice in my head saying that it's all fake. He always chooses some very weird places to sit down. We have been to the rooftop, sat on the stone wall, he even wanted to sit under the maple tree behind our school.

By now I really think I know him a lot better. Since he isn't faking anything anymore he makes a lot more sense. Since he faked some details about himself before, there could be some places where his stories didn't add up. I'm glad that he's honest with himself and I really like the real Seven as well. He's so sweet and not that aggressive.

After the school day has ended, we all walk each other home. When I get to my house I immediately plop on the couch and relax. It's only the first day of this week and I'm already this tired. I sit there for a moment and then get on with my homework, because there's loads of it. After about an hour I have finished everything. Ugh, so frustrating.

I then get a notification that is from Seven. He asks me to come over to his place again and it's very important. I hope it's nothing bad and get going. The way to his home is pretty long and it isn't that he lives in the city. He lives even further away from the center than I do. After about 30 minutes I'm finally here. When I ring the doorbell I am greeted with a young woman with long blond hair.

"Oh, you must be MC! It's so nice to meet you!" she says very cheerfully. She lets me in and I ask where Seven is. "Oh, Luciel is sleeping right now. I'm guessing that after writing to you he wanted to take a nap, but accidentally fell asleep, haha. Oh, where are my manners, my name is Rika. I'm Luciel's and Saeran's caretaker." "Oh, you were the one who organized the party, right?" "Yes, I remember you were there as well."

I set my bag in the corridor and we both go to the living room and sit down. "I've been looking forward to talk with you. Luciel and Saeran have told me a lot about you. Only good things. I'm so glad Luciel has found a friend like you." "Oh, umm, it's nothing? He's really sweet so I'm glad to be his friend, haha. Umm, what did you want to talk to me about?"

"I just wanted to chat, see for myself what you're like. I'm a phyciatrist, so I get to know people just by talking to them." "Oh, so I have to choose my word very carefully?" "Haha, if you wish to do that. Hmm, let's see...," she thinks for a moment, "what do you think about Saeran?" Why does she ask that? "Hmm, well, I don't want to be mean, but he's a pit of a jerk. At school at least. Like he's mean to everybody, but at times he acts like "a normal person" or something like that." "Is that so? I was curious what he's like, because brothers don't talk bad stuff about each other. I'm guessing Saeran's mask is much more fragile than Luciel's, if he's real personality sometimes seeps through it. I'm happy for it of course.

The other thing I wanted to ask from you is that did Luciel tell you his past?" "Oh, yeah he did. It's so horrible what has happened to him. Well Saeran as well. I was thinking why Saeran's hair tips were awkwardly white." "Yes, because of the stress, his hair had turned white and because of something he had to drink there made his eyes blue." "What was it anyway, if you can tell me?" "It was some sort of drug that brainwashed him. He said it was very painful to take in and the doctor said it contained so many different kinds of chemicals, that he can't believe he's even alive."

"Oh god," I bring my hand to my mouth. "It was hard to rehabilitate Saeran to the way he is now. I'm considered to be a very good physiatrist and it was a great challenge for me. Our first plan was for everyone to spend time with him, to get him used to everybody. That plan sadly failed, because he started to agonize us, especially Luciel. It was very hard to watch Luciel in such pain. When he barricaded himself to his room, Saeran finally started to calm down. Odd, right? Guess he just didn't want to see his brother." There's a moment of silence.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I wanted you to talk, not me, haha." "Haha, it's fine. I don't have much to talk about." "Well, if I can ask, why did you move here?" "Oh," I say a bit quieter, "I was bullied a lot in my hometown. By a lot I mean by everyone. So yeah... I wanted to try if my depression would get better if I get away from all that." "It does work, believe me." Rika then looks me in the eyes. They look very... odd. They seem full of happiness, but at the same time they're a bit hypnotising.

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