The Mistake of a Lifetime
by Fiffy Serene
when Miyako Hasagiwa and Yori Uzugami break up everything is not like it seems. Hell girl comes into play and a grave mistake is made
Prologue
My name is Miyako Hasagiwa and im here to tell you the dangers of Hell Girl out of the mistake I made. I was the average tan skinned, brown haired girl with average grades.
Being with him were the best times of my life. He was kind smart and handsome. His name was Yori, Yori Uzugami and he went to Takaneshi high school with me. When we started dating everything was like a sweet dream. He was a perfect boyfriend. Then he started becoming distant and secretive. When I asked questions he just answered him in a dull way. Then weeks later he became clingy and all about me. He called me every hour and asked me where I was. If I wasn't at home he would either come to escort me or tell me to go home. I had no freedom with him. On one of our dates brought it up and we got into a fight. It ended in our break up. Yori stomped out of the cafe and left me there by myself.
Chapter 1
he stomped out of the cafe that night quickly and loudly pushing past a waitress who was escorting another family. He slammed the door hard breaking the handle and my heart. I paid the check and wrapped myself in my coat and strode out of the diner. I was blinking furiously to stop crying, as soon as the door closed behind me I saw a flash of Yori's face handsome and smiling.
I trembled and turned into an alley. I leaned against the dirty brown wall and sank to the ground. Tears came from my face spilling down my cheeks and dripping off my chin. I shrieked a low pitiful yelp, trying to choke back the sobs I knew were coming. I wrapped my arms around my legs and sobbed into my knees. My phone buzzed in my pocket and I slowly reached for it. The caller I.d read Yori Bear. My heart yearned to answer it and hear his voice, to apologize for bringing up his clingyness. I threw the phone into a puddle the buzzing stopped. I stood from my sitting position and leaned against the wall. My phone began to buzz again from the puddle. I walked over to it and looked at the screen. It again read Yori Bear, I grabbed it and wiped the water off before answering.
"what Yori!" I yelled into the mic.
"Miya, if your not home, go home now. I dont care if your mad or strolling the block get home now!" he yelled into the mic with so much passion I almost strode home right then...almost. I Felt nothing but anger.
"you know what Yori, don't tell me what to do. You're the one who left me at the diner, you didn't care for my saftey at all. I'm going home when i'm damn near ready so you can just go fuck yourself!" I clicked the end button and threw the phone deeper into the alley. I heard it crack on the ground. I stood there breathing for about 5 seconds and steadily made my way to the phone. The alley was dark and damp. I felt a chill and fear pricked at my spine. I searched the darkness until I found it lying next to the wall. I stood up and found that the screen was cracked. I flipped it down and breathed a sigh of relief. At least it's not completely broken I thought. I heard the scraping of shoes on gravel and I turned around. In the entrance of the alley stood a man. He was facing me and I felt his glare upon me. My skin tingled with rising goosebumps. His was was shadowed,but he was wearing a red shirt with a black leather jacket and jeans. My heart began beating faster as he took 2 steps toward me. I turned quickly to run down the opposite direction of the man. My phone slipped from my hand and I was too afraid to pick it up. I ran down the alley hearing his steps becoming faster and faster behind me. He was catching up to me
"GET AWAY FROM ME!" I yelled. I ran faster stepping into puddles and tears beginning to fill my eyes. I felt a tug on my hair and I fell backwards into the arms of the man. I let out a scream that made his twitch. He covered my mouth with his and yanked my hair back.
"stop moving you little bitch!" he whispered harshly into my ear. His voice was rough and ragged like he was a smoker. His clothes smelled of the acrid stench. I stopped squirming and tried to get a glimpse of his face. He saw what was trying to do and he pulled my hair harder and yanked it up. I squealed and started to cry. My sadness eventually turned into anger, I hated feeling helpless. When his hand moved a little I bit into it tasting the warm rusty flavor of his blood. He yelled and cursed at me and I took this chance to kick him in the nuts and run. He gasped and fell to the ground yelling. I got up and ran down the rest of the alley.
When I got to the end the street was slightly busy with cars going down the street every few seconds, and people jogging and walking dogs. I ran all the way home without stopping. I didn't stop running until I saw the familiar blue house with a red door that was always slightly ajar. I ran up the steps and burst into the house. I took off my shoes and ran through the living room into the kitchen. My mom was cooking dinner and she whipped around when she heard the door open violently. Her eyes widened when she saw my upset, tear stained face.
"oh my god! Miyako, sweety, are you ok?" she said in a calm voice.
"mom, someone..a..a man he tried to grab me. I-I-I got away but oh god, I almost died!" I slumped to the kitchen floor and cried. My mom came to me and wrapped her arms around me protectively.
"shush, shush, honey calm down. Go upstairs and get undressed and i'll draw a hot bath for you," she helped me up and made sure I got upstairs. I undressed and threw my clothes into the hamper, I heard the house phone ring and mother answered it. I slowly and quietly made my way to the top of the stairs to hear the conversation.
"yes she's here Yori, but she's-" mom stopped and faltered. "no she's just shaken. Wait, how did you know she got attacked?" my heart stopped, how did he know. I strained my ears to hear more but mom hung up the phone. She turned and started up the stairs I scampered back to my room and jumped on the bed. I heard rushing water in the bathroom next to me and stop.
"maya, your bath is ready!" I heard my mom call. I got up and proceeded into the bathroom. I took off the remainder of my clothing and slid in. the heat and the comfort of the bath carried my troubles away but left me with unease. How did he know I was attacked? Was he there and didn't help me? Was he the attacker? The thoughts and questions kept piling up. They started to dissipate as I went deeper and deeper into the bath. The attacker is gone and I escaped a near death experience. I let all my anger and sadness of this nights events bubble away with my thoughts.