I'm so sorry about not posting. I've been swamped in school work, and totally exhausted. My writing has been suffering, and I know it. This isn't as good as the others in my opinion, mostly because of its length and lack of past-to-present. This was the best I could do right now, and I hope you enjoy it. The phobia isn't really fainting for this chapter; its the weakness part. This is hardly philosophical, and more Bakura toying with Ryou. Um...enjoy it? Hehe!
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Asthenophobia - Fear of fainting or weakness.
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A small yet twisted smile crept to his face. "You're pathetic."
A sneer. One I would learn to know well.
"A tiny, defenseless little rat. You're nothing. You belong to me!"
I closed my eyes, trying to push the luring voice from my head. "No. No. No!"
A dark chuckle echoed in my ears, and sent an icy chill up my spine. "Tsk, tsk."
A grin. I'm sure it fit there, though I didn't see.
"Denial. De-ni-al. Fun word, isn't? That's what you're in. Can't you see how weak you are? You give in to everyone...never thinking for yourself. Never standing up! You are a waste of space."
I bit my lip, trying to make his sadistic words from invading my mind. But they were so...so...
"Leave me alone! I'm not weak! I'm not!"
I didn't realize I was crying until then. I was actually sobbing, making choked gurgling sounds. Salty tears ran streaks down my ashen face.
"Then why are your sister and mum dead? If you were stronger, Ryou," he paused, letting my name hang in the air before continuing, "they would be here. And you would be happy. They would be happy. Your father as well. You did it, Light. It was all you."
"Stop it! All you do is lie! It's all a lie!"
"Is it?"
His voice was like acid eating away at my heart. I whimpered softly, and nodded.
"Or is it completely true? I think you know the answer, my weakling."
It couldn't be. It wasn't me! It wasn't. No, no. It could be!
...could it?
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Hn...open ending...again. I love those ^.^ Hope to see more from me this break!
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