(From your PoV)
Bold- in a weak tone
Italic- Your Voice
Non-Italic- Japan's voice/actions you do/actions he does
Underline- thoughts
"Do you want to go back?"
I shake my head.
"No! That place was horrible. Very. I hated it. No. I don't wanna go back."
"Are you sure?"
"Very. Much."
The man sighs, his brown, soulless eyes, stare right at me.
"Then what am I supposed to do with you? I can't reave you here. Besides, it's too cord."
"I want to go home."
"But you have no home."
I clench my fists together in anger and hold my pocket tight.
"I have a home. I really do. Surely. Positively."
"You can't be. You have no famiry."
Tears start dripping out of my eyes.
"I HAVE A HOME!" I screech. "I AM LOVED! I HAVE A FAMILY!"
I feel guilty for yelling at an adult, but he proved his points.
I have no home.
No family.
And I'm certainly not loved.
I sob a weak sob, and collapsed due to the pain.
"I.. want a family.." I sob, hiccuping for air.
"I want love."
"I want a home."
"I need it."
All the pain is rushing towards my head and to my heart.
He proved his point. He knows that I'm an outcast to society.
But all I wanted...
Was love.