Chapter 2: Dealing with it

''What came over me?'' Sekine questioned to nobody in particular, staring down at the bass guitar puzzled.

''My lifelong savings, all gone... WHY?!'' She screeched in frustration. Despite her words, deep inside she knew that she had to buy this guitar. It gleamed under the sun, which was at its highest then. This bass guitar somehow or another had something important to it. Something that she desperately needed. Which lead to the many unanswered questions flooding her mind.

''Argh, whatever. It looks pretty cool anyway,'' she comforted herself, smiling at it. After another quick scan at it, she placed it back in its case and skipped home, forgetting her meaningless purpose of being at the shopping district.

''I'm homeeee-''

Sekine stopped before she could complete her greeting. After all, there was no one home.

''Oh.''

The empty apartment greeted her back, as she chuckled in amusement to herself. Her family died a long time ago. Yet she still could not come to terms with it.

''Geez. Who are you kidding?'' She softly spoke, her mouth trembling, feeling the tears pricking in her eyes. No one was here. She could cry without anyone knowing.

''Sekiiiiine! Sekiine! Where are you?!''

Where am I? I gazed at my surroundings stiffly. Fiery flames enshrouded me. I was trapped. In my arms was a small petite girl, bits of her golden hair burned up.

Akane? Akane!

I gained my senses and got up, trying to find an opening from this hell. An escape.

''Sekine! Akane!''

Okaa..san? I followed her frantic screams. As the second passed, I inched closer to the ground, my eyelids wavering up and down. We're nearly there, nearly there…

''Creak.'' This can't be happening. This can't be happening. I didn't bother looking up to figure out what happened. My hands threw Akane to my mother's hands, before blacking out for good.

Sekine jerked back, falling on her butt. That memory… didn't happen! She grabbed her head, her blue orbs widened with shock. What was that? She never died. In fact she was the sole survivor of the entire disaster.

A few months ago, her entire family had been wiped out in a fire that happened at their old house. Some drunk decided that their house was a fine one to be pranked at. At that time, she managed to break out in time but her family never got out. Never got out. Now she was under the care of her aunt at the other side of Japan from where she was. Sekine, of course, good-naturedly requested to remain living at where she was, not wanting to impose on their family. Their full, perfect family.

Sekine sat on the cold wooden ground, legs stretched out, her eyes set on the photo frame placed on the coffee table where she faced. It gleamed from the sun, a picture of a family, smiling and grinning. Tears brimmed on the rims of Sekine's eyes. What is happening? Is she going crazy?

Her eyes involuntarily took her to the bass guitar she held, questioning its relation to all this distorted and unreal memories she has been seeing. Lies, all of it.

-Chapter 2 End-

Hey guys! Sorry for the ubeeer late update( late meaning months late). What's with the exams and my daily procrastination, I'm really sorry! Anyway, I hope you've enjoyed reading this chapter! I'll try to complete the next chapter by this week or the next! Be sure to expect the other Angel Beats characters :D Anyway please review!(They really encourage me!) I don't mind any criticizing for any improvements for this story. So long then! ^0^

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