"I screamed out 'God you vulture,
bring her back or take me with her.'"
- Pierce the Veil

Inhale, Exhale.

I watched a puff of smoke float away; bringing the joint back up to my lips to take another drag. This is the only time I can escape, the only time all of the pain in my body leaves me. Exhaling, I looked up to the night sky and wondered how did my life come to this. Why did I end up here. How come the god everyone tells me to have faith in has shown no signs of helping me.

'God.' I chuckled. What god. The god that took her away? The one that never shows any sign of showing his face no matter how much I get on my knees. There is no god. If there was, the world wouldn't be so corrupt. People wouldn't be suffering, and everyone would live in harmony. 'The ideal society.' Society's a bunch of bull shit. The only reason we have society is because humans are too weak to stand on their own. They need someone to lead them, someone to follow. That's why we have laws; otherwise people would be in chaos is someone was murdered. Not like it matters. A life is just a life. It's an object, just like the money you use to pay your bills. Yes, even mine is an object. And just like normal objects, they can be taken. 'Just like hers was.'

Putting out the joint on the ground, I decided it was about time to get home. I have to make sure my sisters are up for school tomorrow. Standing up, I pulled my hood up to cover my bright orange locks, putting my hands in my pockets. The night air was chill, even though it was still summer.


"Good morning Ichi-Nii!" I got to the bottom of the stairs and saw my sister, Yuzu, standing in the kitchen in her school uniform with a motherly smile on her face. 'One so young should not even be able to make that face."

"Good morning Yuzu. Is Karin up?" I walked around to the side of the table that faces the stove and took a seat.

"Yes, shes getting ready." She said while flipping the amazing looking pancakes. I really don't like the fact that she cooks for us, I am older and I should be taking care of them. But of course Yuzu insists that she enjoys doing it. I suppose it's not that bad considering I can't cook.

Karin came in wearing her school uniform right as Yuzu was putting the pancakes on the table.

"Morning. Dad still not home?" She asked casually as she sat down.

My father. Of course he's not home.

"No but he'll be home later." I replied. My father took the death of our mother hard. He started drinking after her death and he tries to hide it from us. I know, but the girls shouldn't know about it. He still works very hard to keep our family together, cracking jokes and working really hard, but I can see how hurt he is in his eyes.

Our family is broken, and there is not changing that.


So short chapter but this was just an experiment.

Tell me what you think. :3