Rima POV
"Why didn't you pick her up? Do you want her to be kidnapped again?" Mother yelled downstairs.
"In case you haven't noticed, she wasn't kidnapped! She's upstairs in her room!" That's Father.
"She could've been! You'll never know!" Mother again.
They say they care for my well-being. My safety.
Liars.
If they really care, they would shut up, and pay attention to me already. Pay attention to something other than money and their jobs. Pay attention to anything.
I've had enough.
Enough of them?
'No.' a part of my brain supplied the answer for me.
Enough of their fights?
'No.'
Leave me alone.
'No.'
Get on with your own life and leave mine alone.
'No.'
Enough.
Enough.
ENOUGH.
'Of what?'
Those two words circle through my mind.
I find myself saying them out loud, repeating them. A whisper at first.
"Of. . .what? . . .Of what? OF WHAT?" I end up screaming it.
I don't know 'of what' , but I've had enough.
I need to get out.
No sooner had my mind formed the though, I found myself in front of the back door.
Outside.
I'm running.
But why?
What am I running from?
'Your fear.'
What am I afraid of?
'The truth'
WHAT TRUTH?
I stop, out of breath.
I'm on my hands and knees.
New words circle through my mind : 'The truth'
"Rima?" I felt my back straighten. " Rima? Rima! Rima, talk to me! Rima!"
I know that voice, I think.
"Rima, you're crying."
Oh.
I am.
My hands move. I'm not moving them. I think.
I stare at them.
These are my hands?
Suddenly I'm against someone's chest. Arms are around me. Purple hair is falling into my face.
Whose arms? Whose hair?
'Nagihikos' my brain seems full of answers.
"Let me go." Is this my voice? I'm not sure of anything anymore. I think.
"Not in till you tell me what's wrong."
'The truth.' My brain reminded me.
"Let me go! You don't care! Nobody cares!" So this is 'the truth'. I know it is.
Because it's true.
I'm thrashing in his arms. Why doesn't he let me go? Why doesn't he stop lying? He doesn't care. He should let me go. He doesn't care.
"You don't care! Nobody cares! Nobody cares!" I stopped thrashing.
Instead I clung onto him, spasms rocking through my body, I'm crying harder than I've ever cried before. I'm uncontrollable.
His arms tightened around me.
I don't know how long we were like that. Him holding me.
I know that we were both on our knees.
Finally my sobs quieted to sniffles, then I stopped all together.
I pulled his arms off me, and stood up.
"Thank-" I started.
I never finished.
Because Nagihiko's lips were in mine.
I stood there in shock.
He pulled away.
"Now if I didn't care I wouldn't have done that, now would I?" He smiled, (not smirked) and began to turn around.
I grabbed him and pulled him into a kiss. Only for a second though.
"That's your thanks."
He smirked. "Admit it, you liked it when I kissed you, so you kissed me."
He's right, but no way was I gonna tell him that.
"I hate you." Was all I said.
He chuckled " Love you too, now, let's get you home."
He walked me home, we stayed in a comfortable silence.
When we reached my house, he started towards the front door, but I shook me head and lead him to the back door.
"Good night." I said and opened the back door.
He grabbed me and kissed me. Again.
Not that I'm complaining.
"Love you" he told me.
I ran in and closed the door. I took a breath opened the door, and mumbled to the floor.
"Love you too." Then I closed the door. And stood there.
I heard him laughing.
Jerk.
Well, this is my first attempt at a one-shot. I had high hopes at the beginning, but I don't really like this. It started out as a songfic, but I changed my mind XD.
Any RimaHiko fans, please check out my other fic, The Me They See, And The Me They Don't. And please, there is a button called the review button. Please review!
