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Chapter 6 - Unwanted Memories

"Where do you think you are going, you idiotic grandson of mine?" An old man said as his eyes scanned through the book in his hand. The eye bags under his eyes were so visible that he could be mistaken as a panda anytime. He was known as the most knowledgable man in the neighbourhood. No one knew what his given name was, therefore, everyone just called him by his surname, Bookman.

Right behind him, Lavi Bookman, his grandson was trying to run away from studying.

Again.

"I-I'm just going to Yuu's house! He asked me for help in Physics!" He blurted out as soon as he figured that his escape plan failed miserably.

The truth was, he was tired of studying. He had studied for the past four hours for God's sake! He really need a break. Or else, he might ended up gaining those infamous "panda eyes" just like his grandfather.

No.

He will NOT ruin his handsome face just because of his studies!

He love his face as much as he treasure his life, thank you very much.

Without his face, how can he flirt with those hot chicks?

Not to mention that he can find one anytime, anywhere in his neighbourhood!

Therefore, the conclusion is : His handsome, flawless, perfect, beautiful (and the list goes on) face, or so he named it, must be protected at all cost!

Bookman glared at his grandson. Hard.

"One of Kanda Yuu's forte is Physic. Why would he asked for your help when he already mastered it?" he questioned his grandson and saw Lavi stiffen under his glance.

"Come on, gramps! Just a while, pretty please~~~? I really need a break! Or else I might end up dead due to extreme stress!" Lavi complained as he gave his grandfather his cute puppy eyes.

Smack!

It did not work well.

He ended up having more books to read.

Lavi sighed in defeat as he started studying again.

Chemistry...Biology...Art...History...Man, this is so boring! Lavi said to himself as he stared at the title of the books Bookman gave him.

His thoughts slowly went back to what he just heard in school that morning.

From a certain brown-haired teen.

Hmp! Such a silly kid. It was just a dream and he gave up confessing to Yuu. Sigh, kids these days...

His eyes caught something interesting.

A book with no title was on the table Bookman used just several minutes ago. The cover of the book was black and it was pretty thick. Lavi remembered that the day Bookman brought that book back, he was wearing a terrified face. He warned Lavi not to read that book, no matter what. What exactly happened back then, Lavi did not know. No matter how many times he asked Bookman, the elder would just avoid the question.

Maybe...It's porn? Lavi thought as he grinned.

He picked up that book and flipped it open.

Oh, how he wished he did not read it.

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"Kanda, look! It's so nice up here!" Allen Walker said as he twirled around in circles.

He was on the top of a mountain with his crush. He was so happy!

Kanda Yuu remained silent as he stared at Allen's twirling figure.

Somehow, Allen felt a premonition about something.

Allen stopped twirling as he spotted the cliff.

"Wow, this looks really deep." He said to Kanda, trying to warn the other not to come any nearer.

"Say, Kanda-"

He felt a push.

He felt the wind going against his direction and the gravitational force which were pulling him down.

Am I...falling?

Where's Kanda?

Is he safe?

Where is he?!

He looked around, hoping to find the Japanese male anywhere.

And he did.

He saw Kanda up at the cliff, looking down at his falling figure.

Allen let out a breath he didn't realize he held.

Ignoring the howling of the wind beside his ears and as well the felling of falling down the cliff, he kept on telling himself,

He's safe.

He smiled.

At least Kanda did not fall like he did.

He lectured himself in his mind.

How can he be that careless? Falling off a cliff like that...

Wait.

How did he fall?

Did he slipped?

Did he stepped on something and stumbled?

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He felt a push.

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Someone pushed him?

Who?

Will they push Kanda down too?

Gasp, what if they-

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"Die, you freak."

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He felt his world froze.

Did Kanda just...

He stared at Kanda's figure with a pained expression.

Kanda's figure was becoming smaller, and smaller, and smaller from his vision.

Thump!

His back hit the ground hard. Blood gushing out from the newly made wounds.

Tears slowly filled up his eyes.

The wounds hurt.

A lot.

Especially the one on his heart.

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"Look, the murderer is having a nap here."

"Is he sick?"

"Serve him right. He's a killer."

"He really should just go and die."

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Murderer? Who?

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"Mark my words, Yuu. Don't go near him."

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"Yuu"? As in Kanda? Don't go near who?

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Allen slowly opened his eyes and found himself lying on the ground.

He forced himself into a sitting position and sat there a while.

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"Mark my words, Yuu. Don't go near him."

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What does that mean?

A head-splitting pain interrupted his thoughts.

He reached his hand and place it at the side of his head, trying to make the pain go away.

That was when he realize he was having a fever.

He groaned and stood up slowly. He placed his other free hand by the wall to balance himself.

He slowly walked back to his apartment.

As soon as he reached his apartment, he collapse onto the couch and closed his eyes.

That dream that Kanda pushed me down the cliff...

What was it about?

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"Allen? Didn't I tell you to rest, young man?"

"..."

"Stop being so stubborn and go rest!"

"..."

"Allen?"

Neah walked closer to his best friend, trying to see what was wrong with his best friend when Allen swung a knife towards Neah's direction.

"Allen! What are you doing-AAAAAAAARRRRRGGGGGHHHHHH!"

He was stabbed in the stomach.

He looked up, sending tons of questioning glances to Allen.

"Allen, what's wrong?"

Something is definitely wrong with Allen.

Why is he acting so strangely?

"Allen-"

Allen started laughing like a sick sadist.

Before Neah could dodge anything, Allen slashed his brain apart.

"He deserve this."

That was the last sentence he heard from Allen.

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Allen woke up from his nightmare, gasping for breath.

He remembered what happened to Neah.

He remembered every detail of what happened.

Those scene where he slashed Neah's brain apart kept on replaying in his mind.

He felt like vomiting.

How could he...he...

Tears flowed down his cheeks.

He understood what his dreams were trying to tell him.

To never be able to find happiness.

He never was, and never will be loved.

He closed his eyes as he breathed in a deep breath.

At least I was right about not confessing.

That was what he told himself before heading to the kitchen.

He stared at his own wrist a while before placing a blade on his skin.

I wonder how long will it take to end my life.

He shut his eyes tight and brought the knife down.

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My wounds cried for the grave.

My soul cries for deliverance.

Will I be denied?

Christ, tourniquet.

My suicide.

~Evanescence-Tourniquet~

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TBC

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A/N : OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG! I FOUND EVANESCENCE SELF TITLED ALBUM IN MIDVALLEY TODAY! I"VE BEEN SEARCHING FOR IT FOR AGES AND TODAY I FOUND IT! WOO HOO! I'M SO GLAD I WENT SHOPPING WITH MY PARENTS~~! Q~Q

The ending part...er...just kinda feel it fit?

Ahahaha...maybe it don't really fit...

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