His Psychotic Love
Chapter 2: Chase Away
Mikan entered into the classroom and took a seat at the front row. Coincidentally enough, Hotaru came in too and was delighted to see Mikan. She hovered to her desk and took a seat next to her.
"Mikan, good morning!" Hotaru greeted enthusiastically.
Mikan looked up and forced a smile.
"Good morning, Hotaru!" Mikan greet back.
"Mikan, are you free after school?"
"Y... Yes," Mikan replied with a curious look on her face. "Why are you asking me that?"
"That's because," Hotaru blushed and whispered. "I want to study with you. I heard that you are good in Art since elementary school so if you want, can I come over to your house so that you can help me?"
"Sure!" Mikan replied. "By the way, you don't have to study for Art. All you have to do is to practice more and you will get it."
Hotaru's mouth opened to form an oval shape. She did not know that Art was not a study subject but was a subject which had to grasp the concept and practice.
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School ended early for the students and everyone left the school to hang out with their friends. As for Hotaru and Mikan, they went to buy art materials and went straight to Mikan's home.
"Mum, I'm home! My friend will be staying here for a short while. She needs help with Art," Mikan shouted as she walked into the household.
Yuka removed her eyes from the television and tilted her head to see Mikan's friend standing by the door.
"You have finally made a friend, other than 'him'. Good for you, Mikan. What is her name?" Yuka asked as she walked over to Hotaru.
"I'm Hotaru Imai! Nice to meet you, Ma'am," Hotaru said cheerfully as she bowed to Yuka politely.
Yuka laughed at her polite behaviour and said while cupping her cheeks, "You are such a cute and beautiful girl, Imai-san. It's a pity that you are friends with my daughter. Mikan is a shy and lazy person."
"Mum!" Mikan interjected while blushing furiously.
Hotaru giggled, "Of course, I know."
Mikan was taken back and cried while facing Hotaru, "Not you too, Hotaru!"
The three of them laughed and then, Mikan took Hotaru to her room. As soon as Mikan entered the room, she spread the curtains and the whole room turned dark. Feeling a little uncomfortable, Hotaru frowned at Mikan.
"Why did you do that? Sunlight will be blocked if you do," Hotaru snorted while crossing her arms.
Without saying a word, Mikan walked over to the door and locked it.
"Mi... kan..." Hotaru stammered. "Wh... What are y... you doing?"
There was no reply and suddenly the lights turned on. Mikan smiled and walked over to the table.
"Nothing. Let's start practicing the basic Art skills first," Mikan said enthusiastically as if nothing had happened.
Hotaru raised her eyebrows and nodded. She sat next to Mikan and started sketching a bottle. After sketching, she stole a glance at Mikan's drawing paper and gasped. Mikan had just drawn an anime character and it happened to be her favourite anime character too.
"Mikan! Are you drawing 'Hoshino Utau' from 'Shugo Chara'?" Hotaru asked excitedly.
Mikan stopped drawing and answered, "Yes, I am but I just can't draw like Peach-Pit. Wait, do you happen to watch Shugo Chara as well?"
"Of course!"
"Oh my gosh! Seriously? That anime is good, right? You should read the manga. It's more interesting."
"I think the anime is more interesting," Hotaru protested.
Mikan pouted and mumbled, "The manga is way nicer than the anime."
Hotaru did the same and mumbled too, "No, no. The anime is better."
Both of them glared at each other until they broke into laughter. Mikan took Hotaru's drawing and commented on her drawing. It was quite well-drawn but the proportion was a little out. Hotaru was not convinced by her drawing so she began drawing it all over again. As for Mikan, she proceeded in drawing other anime characters.
After an hour, they got bored and they stopped drawing. To get themselves entertained, Mikan took out her manga collections and figurines and showed Hotaru. Surprisingly, Hotaru was an anime and a manga lover. They took pictures of the figurines and even send some anime wallpapers to each other via Bluetooth. They really enjoyed themselves until...
'Ring! Ring!'
Mikan stopped what she was doing. Regardless how long her handphone had vibrate in her hands, she just sat there and shivered.
Hotaru stopped too and looked at Mikan and her handphone. She could not help but wondered why she was behaving like this. It was as if she was afraid of someone. Someone who was calling her...
"Hello? This is Mikan Sakura..."
"Mikan, what took you so long to answer my call?"
"I'm sorry."
"Have you reached home?"
Mikan hesitated for awhile and then spoke, "Yes."
"Then, why didn't you call me?"
"I'm sorry."
"Didn't I tell you to call me once you..."
"I'm sorry."
"Mikan, I am coming over."
Mikan gasped and looked around desperately. Sweat came pouring down from her forehead. Even Hotaru became worried just by looking at her face.
"No, don't!"
"I'm coming over..."
"No!" Mikan screamed louder than before and quickly stood up.
She ran to the window and pulled the curtains aside. She looked around frantically and quickly pulled them back.
Just when she was about to lean against the door, the door opened. Mikan shook her head and let out a deafening scream. A scream that frightened Hotaru.
"Mikan, he has come to see you," Yuka said as she opened the door wide enough to reveal a young boy in a wheelchair.
Mikan stopped and panted heavily. She fell on her knees and kept shivering.
"Good evening, Mikan," the boy greeted and smiled sweetly. "I was wondering why there is an extra pair of shoes in the foyer."
Mikan stammered, "Na... Na... Natsume..."
Yuka left the room and closed the door. Hotaru looked at that boy and quickly stood up.
She stuck up her hands right in front of him and greeted politely, "Hello, I'm Mikan's friend, Hotaru Imai."
The boy kept smiling. However, that smile looked creepy to Hotaru. Feeling awkward, Hotaru withdrew her hand and kept it behind her back.
"Hey Mikan, let's play with the figurines!" that boy suggested happily, ignoring Hotaru's presence.
Mikan nodded hesitantly and went to take out more of her figurines and soft toys. The boy rolled his wheelchair over to Mikan's side while Hotaru sat on their opposite side.
The boy picked up a doll and smiled at it. He began fiddling with it like using his fingers to comb its hair. Mikan and Hotaru just stared at him.
"Are you Mikan's ex-classmate?" the boy asked which made Hotaru jumped.
"Yes, I am," she replied.
"Do you know why these figurines have movable joints?" he continued asking Hotaru.
She shook her head and shrugged.
"Then, do you know why I like these figurines?"
"No, I don't know."
"That is because," he smirked and continued his little game with her. "I love naming them."
Hotaru was puzzled by the fact that this boy liked dolls so much that he loved giving names to them. She began to be crept out by his weird taste in toys. She looked at Mikan who was looking down all these while. Mikan did not smile like she did a moment ago before this boy came in. From here, she could deduce that there was something fishy going on between the two of them.
"Hey, this doll will be called Hotaru Imai!" that boy shouted merrily as he pointed at a pretty doll with golden hair.
Hotaru shuddered. She felt something bad was going to happen. And it did.
He grabbed that doll by the hair and flung it around while laughing menacingly, "Look at Hotaru Imai! Look at her!"
Mikan looked up and cried, "Natsume! Stop it!"
However, he did not stop. He was flinging vigorously and laughing like a manic. Hotaru narrowed her eyes at him but she kept silent. In fact, she was shivering too. She felt fear began to overwhelm her but she told herself that she had to keep her cool with this childish boy.
Mikan had no choice but to grab onto him and shouted at him, "Stop it! You are scaring her!"
That boy stopped and looked at Mikan. He gave her a pitiful look and then, looked back at the doll.
He started squeezing the head of the doll and groaned, "If Mikan says so, then I will stop."
Hotaru and Mikan heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that he really did stop. Unfortunately, they were wrong. He pulled the doll apart, removing the head away from the body and sniggered softly. He was in his own world again.
Upon seeing this, Mikan was on a verge of tears and muttered, "I'm sorry, Hotaru."
Hotaru was obviously shivering and failed to hear her apology. Her focus was all on that boy. Her attention was all on him and the doll. It seemed like she was sucked into his world. His world was a very psychotic world.
As she saw him tearing the doll apart, she felt herself tearing apart too. Not physically, but mentally. His laughter kept echoing in her mind and it just kept replaying and replaying.
"Ah! Hotaru Imai's body is so ugly. Look at her arms and legs! She does not have them anymore!" he snickered as he waved the headless, armless and legless doll in the air.
"Hotaru, I'm sorry!" Mikan cried even louder.
Hotaru wanted to scream but no voice came out from her mouth. Just then, she had fully understood why those dolls had joints. She had also fully understood why he loved dolls so much.
Hotaru was scared. She was afraid of him. She thought that she was that doll which he was holding onto. She thought that she was being torn apart. She thought that she was being hated. She could not take it any longer. Her world shattered before her very own eyes and something within her snapped.
She covered her tortured face with her shaking hands and finally, she screamed.
She picked up her school bag and ran out of the room. Mikan quickly gave chase and, found Hotaru opening the front door and ran out.
"Hotaru, I'm sorry!" Mikan shouted as she grabbed Hotaru's arm.
Hotaru hung her head low and mumbled, "It's okay. I'm fine. I need to go home now."
Hotaru removed her arm away from Mikan and walked away. Mikan could only see Hotaru's little figure slowly diminished as she walked further away from her.
"It's your fault that she left you."
Mikan jerked and turned around to stare at the pair of crimson eyes which were looking directly into hers.
"Because of you, she snapped," that boy said. "If you hadn't broken the golden rule, she won't behave like this."
"Don't you think you are overdoing it?" Mikan shouted angrily at him.
He looked at her nonchalantly and laughed, "Me? Overdoing it? I'm doing it for you, Mikan. You promised me, didn't you? You promised that you will abide with the golden rule that you mustn't..."
"Stop it!" Mikan interrupted while covering her ears.
"You mustn't," he continued in a serious tone. "You mustn't befriend anyone else, other than me. You belong to me. You owe me your life. You owe me everything. You are the one whom I love the most. You mustn't leave me alone. You are mine."
"Stop!"
"Mikan, you can't break your promise, can you?"
"Hotaru is... is... hurt," Mikan stammered while still covering her ears.
The boy removed her hands from her ears and whispered, "Hotaru Imai is not your friend. She left you. Those who leave you are not your friends. You still have me and that is enough. So be a good girl and forget about Hotaru Imai. You have hurt her. Because of you, she was hurt and left you."
Mikan sobbed and he embraced her. He stroked her hair gently.
"I... hurt Hotaru... I hurt her..."
"Yes, and she will never forgive you."
He smiled as he heard her loud piercing cries echoed throughout the neighbourhood.
Hi guys, thanks for reading up to Chapter 2. Please review. I don't mind criticisms but they have to be constructive. I wish to get some reviews before continuing to the next chapter. A simple review is more than welcomed too! Reviews will motivate me to work harder, write better and update faster! Thank you! :)
Next, I would like to thank those who had reviewed Chapter 1. Thanks for all those encouragements. Hope to hear more from you again! :D
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