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Your Worst Nightmare
Chapter 07: Breaking Down
Shuichi found himself sitting in an office reeking of strong perfume, hairspray, and coffee. He sneezed into his hand and sniffled. "Excuse me," he said in a weak voice. All he heard in response was the sound of someone carefully sipping at a hot cup of coffee. Shuichi felt very nervous. He had never been in a shrink's office before. He had never talked to one, either. He wasn't sure what sort of things he should say, or how he should begin. Was he supposed to just start taking or would she begin? He wasn't even very sure of her name.
Shuichi could hear the sound of a pencil tapping on a hard surface. Was she waiting for him to start talking? He tried to convince himself to look up from his lap to see the expression on her face. He simply continued to stare at his tan shorts, starting to feel the build up of sweat on his palms.
"So, Shindou-san," the woman said in an idle voice. "I hear from Uesugi-san that you have been having troubles with distinguishing reality from dreams?"
"I'm not crazy. I'm not sick either!" Shuichi was defending himself rather hastily. The psychiatrist's eyes widened, and she wrote something down before clearing her voice to speak.
"I made no such accusation, Shindou-san. But why would you be so defensive when I simply tried to get your approval on what is wrong?"
"I don't like that question," Shuichi mumbled.
There was about five minutes of silence before Shuichi stood up. "I don't think this is right for me, I'm going to leave now."
Without hearing the woman's response, Shu grabbed his backpack and left the room. He ran down the hall to the elevator. He mashed the button to send him down. When the elevator doors open, the vocalist ran in and pounded on the first floor button. When he reached the first floor, he ran out as soon as the doors were wide enough. He ran through the front doors and out onto the side walk. He dug around in his pockets for his cell phone to call Eiri.
Shu fumbled with his phone as soon as it was removed from his shorts. He opened up his address book and shakily found Eiri's cell number. Usually Shuichi wouldn't bother to call Eiri because he knew the blonde wouldn't answer. But since this was the day of his appointment, he was reassured that Eiri would answer, just incase anything went wrong.
Shuichi counted the number of rings inside his head. '1… 2… 3… 4…'
"Shuichi?" Came the soothing sound of Eiri's voice. "Is everything okay? It's only been fifteen minutes."
"Eiri, please, please come pick me up. I ran out of her office and right out of the building."
"Did you even talk to her about anything?" Eiri asked in an irate tone.
"N-no. I couldn't, I didn't want to."
"I'm out shopping for groceries."
"I can wait."
Shu heard the ever so familiar sound of Eiri sighing. "No, I'll be right there. I'll just make you come shipping with me."
"Okay," Shu ended the call and pocketed his cell phone.
Come ten minutes later, he saw Eiri's black Mercedes pull up by the side walk. The pink-haired boy ran to the car and got in as quickly as he could. "Thank you, Eiri," he said as he closed the door and buckled his seat belt.
"It's fine," Eiri replied as he drove off. "I got a couple things from the market, but I figure it's enough for tonight. You're probably a bit freaked out and want to just get home and rest. We can still rent a movie if you want to."
"No, I just want to get home and sleep."
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As soon as Shuichi entered the apartment, he went straight to the bed. He let himself fall onto it, his eyes closed as soon as he hit the sheets.
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Eiri went to open the bathroom door, which was locked. "Shuichi!" He screamed. Eiri was so nervous after hearing that gunshot. If anything happened to his lover, he just didn't know what he would do. But he would never admit something like that. With so much built up worry, Eiri kicked in the door without thinking. He looked down to the floor and saw his bloody lover sitting in the corner. "Shuichi…"
A bullet wound flushed blood out of Shuichi's body from his head. His hair was covered in drying red blood, and the liquid was beginning to travel down his neck and to his shirt to forever stain it. Shuichi's large eyes looked up at Eiri.
To Eiri's fortunate surprise, Shuichi was still alive. But… How? He wondered. Eiri knelt down to his lover, trying his hardest not to cry. "What were you thinking you idiot?!"
"I'm… Still alive?" Shu asked. He looked down at the cold gun which was still in his hand. "Well… That's just not right… Not right at all…" Shu's slender arm then began to reach up, the gun aimed once again at his head.
"SHUICHI, NO!" Eiri cried out as he tried to grab the gun from his lover's now bloody hand. It was too late. Another bullet went flying into Shuichi's head. However, the boy did not fall dead. He had wide eyes, which stared down at the gun he dropped into his lap.
"What?" Shuichi questioned as he looked up to Eiri with tears in his eyes.
"You fucking moron! Why the fuck would you shot yourself in the damn head?! TWICE?!"
"Why wont I die?"
Shuichi woke to the sound of Eiri entering the bedroom. "Eiri?"
"How hard is it for you to remember, you damn brat?"
"What? Eiri what are you saying?" Shuichi questioned as he sat up. "You said you would leave me alone with stuff like this…"
"He just wants you to remember so that you stop being such a nuisance to all of us," came another voice.
Shuichi looked to his side to see Ryuichi Sakuma.
"Sakuma-san?"
"Stop forgetting, Shuichi."
Shuichi felt a sharp scream leave his mouth, and then the feeling of a hand touching his face. His eyes flashed opened and he was looking up at Eiri. "STOP DOING THIS!" he shouted, pushing Eiri out of the way as he got up out of bed.
Eiri watched as his lover ran out of the bedroom, and then out of the apartment.
(TBC)
Sorry that it took so long for the update. I'm currently in California (I live in Oregon) visiting my mother, because she just had a baby girl!
Random Tomo Fact: Tomo's new baby sister's name is Marissa! (Rissa for short.)
