"Dio… What did you do to me?" The question escaped me before I could stop it, my own frustration betrayed me, and if anything it made me more angry than I was before. "What am I?" I changed the question slightly, staring down at my paled skin, it looked unhealthy, unnatural.
He did not answer me, nor did he even look at me, instead, his amber gaze continued to gaze out the window at the darkened city outside, the bright city lights reflecting off his pale skin.
I attempted to rise from the bed, before flinching at the stinging pain in my abdomen, it still hurt, even now, even after so much time had passed. I opened my mouth to demand him to answer me, though I shut it soon after a brief moment of thought.
He wouldn't answer me even if I tried to get him to. A sigh escaped me, and I collapsed back onto the bed with a fwoumph, staring up at the ceiling; even though it was a realization I had accepted long ago, the fact I am never going home stung even more now.
As this how could I ever hope to go home? I would never be able to go back to school, to see friends, go out and have fun… No. It was impossible now. How much time had passed, anyways? Did time there work the same as time here? If so, I'm even more screwed.
"Why?" I asked quietly, my gaze flicking to the man who effectively ruined everything for me. I should be dead. I should be dead.
To my surprise, he answered;
"It would've been a shame."