Hello readers! It's Reina-chan ^^ Haven't submitted a story in a long long time. For those that may read this because you've gotten a notification that I've done something new because you follow me please allow me to apologize for my horrible cliff hanger in my other story. Thinking of reviving that soon but don't hope for it too much, lol. For new comers I just wanted to say this chapter isn't a necessity to read but it's pretty short and just gives a little background info that's kid of helpful to the story. I originally wrote it without it but felt some things needed to be said or you guys wouldn't get it. Anyway, hope you all like it. Please review! After the next couple chapters I will be open to ideas so please feel free to PM me or review some suggestions! I love constructive criticism!
Prelude
~Seguchi Takano~
6th Grade
For as long as I can remember I've never had any real friends. My father, a loan shark, has never allowed me to. For as long as I can remember he has always ruined every chance at a close friendship I've ever had. Whenever I got close to someone he found a way to take them out of my life. Mostly through connections with his loans and thugs he uses to enforce his consequences, even threatening the boys themselves. He has even caused one of my friend's family to move away.
It was all so sad and made me feel really lonely. But soon enough I realized it was all my fault and that I brought this upon myself. It happened a long time ago when I was in elementary school. Because…for as long as I could remember, I have always liked guys. When I was seven I had a best friend. He and I were inseparable. One afternoon when he had come over to play he told me he had a surprise for me. He asked me to close my eyes and I did as he said and put out my hands expecting a gift. He put his hands on mine and kissed me. I was very shocked by it and pulled back immediately but I wasn't angry. I liked it…a lot. Without thinking I quickly closed the space I made and kissed him.
But just as I did that, my father came into my room to bring us refreshments. He suddenly became extremely angry and yelled at my friend to leave and never come back. At the time I didn't understand his anger but eventually as the years went on and he chased away all male friends I made away I began to see things more clearly. If I ever even mentioned wanting to bring a friend over he would beat me. If he saw me walk home with a friend he would beat me. If the friend were persistent he would turn his attacks to the boy or his parents instead.
On top of all this, he was abusive. Some days would be good…and some days weren't. He would never let me go to school after he had though, that's how he got away with it. Even if I had to take a week off of school, he would make sure I didn't leave the house so any one could see. I suffered alone in our large empty home. Eventually all of the pain built up in me and I grew angry and to this day have hated my father.