DM: WOOT! totally my second story and guess what?
Editor: It's a Love story of course!
DM: *shakes head* yup filled with drama, hurt, comfort,
Love and LEMONS! gotta love lemons.
Editor: I adore them... LOL!
DM: Well alrighty then! off we gooooo!
Speaking Love
Chapter 1
Origin of my Muteness
Aijou, Kimyo is my name… I have to tell this story of my life as I was 15 and 16 years old and on going. Love memories need to be told… A love memory of quietness.
When I was ten mother was raped and beaten to death by my farther because she had a affair with a 18 year old boy… Funny I say…because I didn't understand why. I screamed so loud at the top of lungs, I kept screaming as farther kept beating on her… hearing the cries and screams of my mother made me scream louder. But my screams caused my farther too brutally rape her and then he stabbed her reapeatedly. He was yelling at mother, "Isn't this what you want! RIGHT!" he yelled.
And all I was screaming to farther was, "STOP! STOP!" and when farther was done and mother stoped her crying and screaming I still screamed and cried my eyes out for her because I knew mother was dead now…on her bed.
Crying my eyes out farther turned to me and I suddenly stop crying, still huffing and puffing. I felt my throat hurting, I couldn't speak… I felt myself mouthing words to farther screaming why! Why! But nothing wasn't coming out of my mouth… no words no voice… I was mute from the shock of seeing mother dead and what my farther had done to her.
Of course farther went to jail that night, he called the police himself turning himself in and I went into a foster home.
I live with my new parents now, my foster mother Miyafuji, Edo and Usagi Sir Kei. I don't know why they have different last names, but all I know they were so kind and nice to me and each other. They act like newly weds, happy, and that made me happy as well. But this one married couple made me think of why my parents weren't like that.
At the Age of 11 I became depressed for some reason, even more at school. No one liked me because I never spoke, I was mute and people began totalk about me behind my back about how retarted or how stupid I was. I got into fights almost everyday and I would come home with bruises, black eyes busted lips and deep scars. My foster parents hated that and the school didn't do anything about it… I was alone in school… no friends and that made me so…very sad.
I cried almost everyday of my life and I always hid my sadness from my foster parents, but they knew. Some days I could feel myself drifting away, my heart beating slowly and harshly, hurting me.
At MiyaFuji and Usagi's Residence: Late Night
In my room I held my shirt tightly falling unto the floor and started to gasp for air breathing heavly sweating all over my body. I was hot…and tired, I grabbed the covers from my bed tightly trying to fight the hard strikes in my heart that pulsed hard at me. I started to cry tears flowing down from my eyes streaming my cheeks, "Oh no…" I said to myself. "I'm having a heart attack!"
I took one last breath and I passed out quickly with everrything turning black.
My heart attacks…It's either when I feel a certain depression overwhelm me, that's when I will have them…my body just shutdown…no thinking nor breathing, almost as if I was dead…but I was only asleep.
No one knows why I have this condition it happened to me a lot when I was young it wasn't deadly because my heart is still pumping and I will wake up hours later from what the doctors say. My foster parents were really concerned about it though and took me to a pscyhiatrist… and he said it's a side affect of the tragedy that happened to my mother. He said that I wanted to escape from that time…escape from what happened… and now I wanted to escape from what's happening to me at school.
He said that… everything shuts down mentally and physically, like I was in a trance to calm myself down and escape from despression.
I would have my seizures ocassionally and randomly at school and at home. Edo and Sir Kei were really scared and stoped me from going to school… thinking this would help out… I stoped going to school untill I was now 15 years old and from some reason Edo and Sir Kei were right, my seizures would stop happening to me… and I never got depressed or stressed that much.
I began to redeem myself and stoped seeing my psychiatrist. But sometimes I have this aching feeling... of emptiness… and when I do I start to think of my beloved foster parents and their happiness…and that would stop me from having those 'Blank outs'.
I start back school now…I have confidence in myself now…that I have grown up a bit with the help of my foster parents. Though I missed three years school I caught up really fast with Edo's home schooling and I'm now in the 10th grade.
10th Grade Ms. Moto's Class: Morning
The class was in a horiot, talking about love, sports, and life.
Ms. Moto came into the classroom and walked over to the brown podium, her hair was purplish long to her waist. It was put into a low side poney that was curled at the end; she always wore glasses to fit her peronality and she pushed them up. "Ahem!" She coughed,"QUIEEET!" she screamed. Everyone turned to her quieting down and they all ran back into their seats. She smiled, "Easier said then done." She said grinning at her lovely students. "Ohaiyo! Ms. Moto sensei." Everyone greeted. Ms. Moto smiled, "Good morning loves! Alright students turn to page-"
Somone knocked on the door of the classroom, everyone turned to it and a oldman in a brown suit stepped in. "Ah Mika-sensei, how wonderful what has brought you to our classroom?" Ms. Moto asked. "Well, you have a new student." He answered. The students began whisppering, "Ah yes, please bring her in." Mr. Mika turned to the door, "Come on in Ms. Kimyo don't be shy." He said.
I was nervous and gripped the handle on my Black Hand bag tightly…I bit my lip, I felt scared… I began to feel empty; my confidence went down, would if the students are like the others from three years ago?
I touched my chest gripping my shirt, my heart began to ache. "…!" I fellt the pain my eyes started slowly close I tried to think of my foster parents… but it didn't help. "Oh no… I'm going to…" "Don't be shy!" someone shouted to me.
DM:WEEE alrighty first chappy done!
Editor:Quick simple and sweet.
DM: I forgot some disclaimers, If anyone has seen Please Teacher
please note that I did take that IDEA of those Stand still Kei Kusanagi had BUT
I DO NOT OWN THE IDEA it's not mine its the owners of Please Teacher.
I used that refrence because I liked the idea, but this story is not like Please teacher.
I gauruntee... I love PT so much that I even put Kei's name in LOL! ^^
But the rest of the story is mine!
Editor: Good explaination DM.
DM: Ty, Ty. ^^
Editor&DM: R&R