Ouran HSHC
Haruhi x OC
NO I DON'T OWN OHSHC... wish I did though. .
I do own Lavender though!
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"Lavender sweetie we'll be back in a few minutes. Mommy and Daddy have to go get some food from the grocery store okay?" my mother smiled.
"Okay." I beamed up at her.
I was only 5 when my parents died in a car crash. How cliché? Nowadays almost everyone dies in a car. That's why I walk nearly a mile everyday just to get to school. I'm terrified. Right now this is a dream turning into a nightmare.
Five minutes after my parents had left our house phone started to ring, and the maid answered the phone.
"Hello? This is the Akamatsu Manor." she spoke into the phone. After standing there listening the phone her blank face morphed into one of great grief. "Ok, thank you for informing us." she croaked. "Goodbye."
I approached the now sobbing maid, who slowly crumpled to the floor. "Maid Loui, what did the people on the phone say?" I asked patting her back soothingly. Many servants gathered in the dining room curious, of what could have caused the usually collected maid to break down. She stared at me with great pity. "Lady Lavender, you are now an Orphan."
I blinked. "I have parents, so I can't be-"
"They are dead." she said rather bluntly. Dead. By definition dead means that you are no longer living. How could this be? She was lying.
"No. They went to the store." I stared at her.
"They died in the limo on their way there. A sixteen wheeled truck spun out of control and basically totaled the vehicle they were in. As soon as help arrived to the mangled car, the car blew up." she sniffled. I nodded and walked away. I was an orphan. I had no family around. The dreary silence of the manor was broken with mournful sobs and loud wails. I just sat in my room, on my bed, letting the pain set in.
I opened my nightstand drawer and pulled out a blade.
"All for one and one for-"
I sat up in my bed sweating, and panting. It had been twelve years since that incident, almost thirteen, and I still got tormented in my sleep. I always woke up before the gory scene, which I was thankful for, but I would like to sleep peaceful at night. All night. No nightmares. Just peace of mind. Tears started to fall down my face. No one outside of my house knew that I was an Orphan. No one knew my parents were dead. That's how I wanted it. If people knew about what happened they'd feel entitled to drown me in depression, sympathy, and pity. I don't need that. I've had all of that given to me since I was 5 years old, I don't need it anymore. I've always wanted to tell someone, and right now felt like the correct time.
At school, when I go to visit my friends in the Host Club, I usually drop discreet hints about my hidden melancholy. I enjoy the comfort that I receive from them; sometimes.
That is until I realized I enjoyed Haruhi's comfort the most. Even when I don't drop hints, and everyone is oblivious, I know she knows.
I've been only at this school for a week, and I've managed to make a few friends… even though many people at the school are madly in love with me.