YAMI
I didn't know what to feel.
Anger? Sadness? Guilt?
I wasn't sure. The only thing I knew was that today was the last day I would see my parents. I knew that after their coffins were lowered 6 feet into the cold earth, would be the last time I would see my mothers pale but beautiful skin and silky hair. I knew that it would be the last time I would see my father's handsome face.
I felt tears fill my eyes 'why...why!?' I was on the verge of falling to my knees but I stood strong, so strong no one knew that I was quietly falling apart. Falling apart? No, I've already fallen apart. Back then...
()()()
It was a fairly good day that day, save for a few threats from Yoshio, my ex-boyfriend. Mom made pancakes and dad helped me with my homework that I wasn't able to finish the night before.
I was in class, absent mindedly staring out the window; which was what I basically did every day at school. The teacher was babbling off about some ancient Egyptian pharaoh when she was interrupted by the door being opened by another teacher, who walked over to the teacher and started whispering, her gaze unconsciously meeting mine.
The disruption had caused the class to start goofing off. As I tried my best to ignore the wad of crumpled paper that hit my head, my ears picked up something from the teacher's conversation. "That Atem boy...his parents...so tragic.." I froze 'My parents? What about them?'
"Yami? It seems you're wanted in the principal's office." The teacher said. I rolled my eyes as the rest of the class 'oohh'ed'. I walked out the class room into the vacant hallways, dread eating me away. 'What's happened to my parents?'
I slowly started walking, my mind so preoccupied that I failed to notice someone following me. I felt a hand grab my arm and roughly drag me into an empty class room. I was about to yell in suprise, but I was stopped by a large hand covering my mouth. I felt my back come in contact with the classroom door and felt the hands release me. I gasped and stared at the boy standing in front of me, his green eye's glowing with lust.
"Y-Yoshio..what do you want!?" I asked, annoyance evident in my voice. "That's no way to speak to your boyfriend." He said in a mocking manner. He gripped my wists tightly, so tightly that I was positive they were going to bruise. "Let me go!" I shouted.
He let out a long taunting laugh. Once he settled down, his laugh left behind a cruel smirk on his face "No, since I'm your boyfriend that means I can do whatever I want to you." He said, pushing his larger body against mine.
I was finally able to shake my wrist free and shove him off me. " How many times do I have to tell you! You're not my boy-"
At first I didn't hurt, in fact I hadn't even noticed It happened. I looked up at him, tears blurring my vision. I slowly raised my hand to my cheek, the pain starting to spread throughout my entire face. "You should watch who you're talking to." He growled.
He suddenly gripped my face in his meaty hands and pulled me forward, his lips meeting mine. I felt his hands run over my chest. I gasped in fear and he took that opportunity to stick his tongue into my mouth. I shook in terror and clutched my eyes closed, gagging as his tongue moved all over the inside of my mouth.
I was saved by a angry 'ahem' coming from the other side of the door. He pulled always glaring at me and then out the window that was on the door. His eyes softened and then turned to anger and embarrassment. I turned to look out the little window and froze. 'Why?...'
She shoved open the door, causing me to stumble and fall to the floor. I looked up at her in fear - Ms Zuka, the second year math teacher. She hates me, so much she even purposely tried flunking me. "Well, well, well, what do we have here?" She sneered in disgust. "Yoshio,I want you to report to my class after the bell rings."
He nods and turns to give me a kiss. I quickly moved my head to avoid the lips. He smirks and instead kisses me on the neck. I shivered in disgust, as did Ms Zuka. He exits the room leaving only Ms Zuka and me inthe empty class room.
I stood up, trying my best to gather my thoughts and feelings. I looked at Ms Zuka, her face stone cold. I quickly walked past her, trying to leave without causing any other problems. Sadly, that didn't happen because while quickly trying to pass her I accidentally pumped into her. She immediately reacted, reaching her thin hands to my shoulder. She spun me around and slapped me in the same cheek Yoshio did, her long nails scratching my cheek.
"Respect your elders, brat." She growled. She left the room, slamming the door on her way out, leaving me in complete darkness and a painful cheek.
I quickly walked out the room and towards the principal's office. The principal sat at his desk his face filled with sorrow. Next to him stood a police officer with a similar expression. The feeling a dread raised from my chest to my throat. Both of the men looked up at me. "You're Yami Atem, correct?" I nodded, staring straight into his eyes "Yes, Sir."
He let out a sigh "please, have a seat." He said, motioning the chair in front of his desk. My shaky legs barely got me to the chair, I practically collapsed when I sat down. "Mr Atem...I'm sorry... I hate to inform you... that your parents have been in a car accident."
()()()
My mother had died on impact and my father was taken to the hospital where he then died after the surgery failed.
Finally, after three weeks, I cried. I cried for the death of my parents. I cried for me, an orphan. I cried for my lonely future. I cried for my brother, who wasn't here and broke his promise again. I cried for my pathetic life.
"Poor boy, having to go through this alone." Someone whispered. I shook hard 'what now?' I thought 'where am I going to go?'
Once the burial was done and my parents were left to rot in caskets 6 feet in the ground, everyone who attened the funeral came over to my house where they began to fight about who would take me...because no one wanted me.
Finally, my uncle, Akhenaden, decided to speak up "excuse me, everyone! I've decided, that I will take care of Yami!" He states. Everyone remained quiet, most would assume they were quiet because they were contemplating if it was a good idea for me to stay with him, but I knew different. I knew that that moment of silence was one of relief. Relief that they didn't have to take an orphan home. Relief that someone else volunteered to carry the burden instead of them.
I stared at my uncle with anxiousness.
'Stay with uncle?...'
My uncle didn't really like me. One would even say he was abusive towards me. My mother and him were siblings, and they were extremely close, so when my mother announced she was getting married, he was all but happy. And don't even get me started on when he found out she was pregnant with my brother, Atemu. He was even more angry when he found out she was pregnant with me. I remember my father telling me my uncle had told her 'one was enough, why do you have to bring another pathetic kid into this world?'
After he said that my mother refused to talk to him, and they eventually drifted apart. He blames me for ruining his relationship with his sister, my mother. How could it possibly be my fault? I was just a cell at the time.
After everyone left, my uncle turned to me and scowled "tomorrow, I'll be here at 4 p.m. sharp, your bags better be packed and you better be ready to come to my house got it?"
I nodded.
He rolled his eyes and walked out the house.
I sighed and closed the front door and just realized how tired I actually was. Fear clutched my heart as I think about my soon-to-be new life.
'Live with uncle?'
()()()
I stared at my now empty house. All my childhood memories and dreams gone just like that. A blink of the eye.
"Hey brat, sit down." I quickly sat down, not wanting to anger him. "Alright, you're going to live in Domino city. It's relatively quiet there so I don't want you causing any problems. Also don't talk to my son, don't look at him, in fact don't even stand in the same room as him. Got it?"
I stared at him. Son? He has a son? I run through my memories trying to remember any cousins. Suddenly it comes to my mind, Seto Kaiba and Mokuba.
"DID YOU HERE ME?" he suddenly shouts. I jump and nod quickly in fear.
"Y-YES SIR."
"Good. Now shut up and don't say anything for the rest of the trip."
I sigh and stare out the window in anguish
'This is really going to suck.'
