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Day 4

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☆Day 4☆

I can't believe I didn't call someone, I let it go as far as it had.

My family members were disappearing, a different one every 2 or 3 hours.

But I was so blindly in love, blinded by hope that I didn't even take into account that Shoto wasn't home. He wasn't there when I needed him most.

I was getting texts from tons of family members asking where their wife had gone or their husband, daughter, son. you name it. They just kept disappearing one by one.
The rest of us that remained advised each other to stay at home. I could've called Shoto to comfort me, protect me, but I knew he wouldn't answer his phone.
I'd be surprised if he still had it.

Thinking back on it, I don't know why I married him in the first place. There was always something sinister about him, something dark and gloomy that I could never quite pinpoint.
But the more I fell in love, the more those imperfections subsided.

But more, worse imperfections came to the surface.

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"Kokoro?" I murmured into the phone.

"Katsuki, oh my god, are you ok?" She yelled through the phone with glee evident in her voice.
Kokoro was my cousin, me and her are pretty close.

"Have you heard anything from anyone else?" I asked, my hand shaking as I held the phone to my ear.

"No, no, I haven't. Everyone is just.. gone. Katsuki I'm so scared, I don't know what to-"

In just a second she went completely silent.

"Kokoro? What happened? Hello?" 

I could hear ragged breaths from the other side.

"Someone's in my house." She whispered. I fell completely silent and still.

I could hear her putting the phone down slowly and a small quiet, "hello?.."

No, Kokoro. Don't do that.

"Who- Who are you?!"

Stop, just run.

"No! Please! Get away from me!"

What have I done?

. . . . . .

A loud scream echoed out then the wet, disgusting sound of someone slicing through skin. Silence fell over the phone once again.
I could barely make out someone walking away and out of the house, but it was there.

"Kokoro?.." I could barely get out.

". . . . . ."

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I cried. I cried and cried until tears stopped coming out. I don't care who's watching, who's judging or my image.

I lost everyone, I lost everything. The sound of Kokoro getting her neck and chest sliced open haunts me every night. I can't sleep, I just can't, it all haunts my dreams and turns them into nightmares within a second.

My pitiful cries in the pitch black prison cells echo out, even though they're quiet. I sniffled and wiped my nose and closed the notebook. 

All I did was listen as Kokoro, my poor cousin, was brutally murdered. I'm a monster.

"Shut the fuck up, crybaby!" The prisoner above me yelled out angrily, banging on his cell bars.

"Go fuck yourself." I called back, my voice scratchy and painful.

Maybe I should give sleep one more try.