Hey!
ScarletDemonNessa commented: I really want to see what happens next so please consider working on it soon! Also this is just a suggestion but maybe Len could fall into depression too and Rin seeing how when she hurts himself she's hurting him mentally AND physically now could drag them both out. It's just a suggestion but I kinda thought that's where you were going with it.
I reply: yes, that is what I was sort of doing, partially. Something is going to tragically change the outcome. But trust me, in the end of all this mess, it will end happily.
;) lets complete that cliffhanger
Len's POV
With the injured Rin in my arms, I walked around our house looking for my mom. The one place that I thought she'd be, was her office. When I opened the door, I was so shocked and hurt. My heart took a needle to it. My mother was lying unconscious on the floor. I panicked, and set Rin down. I shook my mom with all my might, with tears streaming down my face, "Mom! Mom wake up!" When she didn't budge, I grabbed a phone and called 911. Rin crawled over to my moms side, as she was crying too, "Lily?" She choked out.
Moments filled with tears later, the ambulance arrived at my house. They listened to her heart and tested her blood pressure. Rin sat in my lap, biting nearly all of her fingernails off. As the doctor put away their things they sighed, "I'm sorry, but it's to late." Rin and I both were struck with heart break. I set Rin to the side and leaned over my mom's frail body, "No! You're lying she's going to be fine!" Rin came up behind me and grabbed my shaking hand, "Len, she's gone."
At this moment, the depression of Rin hurting herself and my mother dying, built up so much confusion and anger. And I felt like all this was my fault. I snuggled my face into Rin's lap an cried like I had never cried before. If only I had asked Rin out earlier, if only I took better care of my mom, if only I wasn't such a monster, everything would've been fine. There was so much wrong with me, why did Rin even love me. I was not worth loving.
The doctors and paramedics took my mother's corpse, as I noticed something. On the computer, a note was written:
'Dear Len,
Please don't freak out, I know I'm dying, I've known for months. It's time for me to go and it can't be stopped. Take good care of Rin my sweet child. I love you. Please l-'
And it was cut off. I didn't know what to do other than cry. And returning the favor, Rin held me while I cried, and cried with me. She listened to everything I said. "Len, I think you should stay with us," she whispered in between my cries. I shook my head, "No, I don't want to be a burden. She kissed my forehead, "Listen Len, I don't trust you alone. I don't think my mom will mind." I wrapped my arms around her, "Thank you Rin."
Rin's POV
There was no way I could trust Len alone the way he was. His father abandoned him and him mother died. He would have probably had a breakdown.
After this tragic experience, I limped with Len to my house. My house was empty when we threw open the door. "Can we go up to your room?" He asked, already heading up the stairs. "Well I guess," I said following him. Every step was a stabbing pain. I just shrugged it off as I always did, but going back to that hospital experience, I probably should have payed more attention to it.
At the top, I noticed a bag of something on a shelf in the hallway closet. "Hey Len, go play video games or something.. I'm going to use the restroom." I told him. He nodded and went into my room, as I fled to the closet. I opened the bag, to find all of my razors and weapons. I gasped, elated that I found them, yet devastated knowing I couldn't help but to once again start up. I took a few razor blades, so it wouldn't be to obvious that I had been in there. I slowly zipped the bag and slipped the razors in my pocket, making my way back into my room. Len wasn't playing video games, but resting on my bed. I combed my aching fingers through Lens messy blonde hair. He was fast asleep. My mom wasn't home, Len was asleep: that was my chance.
I tiptoed over to my bathroom, which was in my bedroom so I didn't know how Len believed that I went to the restroom. I took out that razor blade, my silver brother, the metal piece that ruined so much, and once again slid it against my skin. It hurt like hell, but it brought a smile to my face. Blood dripped down as I scraped and cut at my skin. It hurt, in a good way. I loved the way that the skin around the cuts puffed up like carpet burns. I loved the way that the blood poured out like red wine spilling. Was I a physcopath? An abuser? Yes, but only to myself. I could've never done this to anybody, even Miku. It would kill me to put someone else through the pain I was going through.
I splashed my hands around in the pools of red liquid, till I heard a shocked gasp behind me. I turned around and Len was standing there with tears in his eyes. I nearly cried, knowing how much tragedy he had gone through that day, "Len I'm sorry." He shook his head, "Rin, you're never going to learn are you?" I just continued to look down at the pool of blood I was sitting in. "Rin, it hurts me more than it hurts you. Do you understand how much my heart hurts when I see new cuts on you?" He teared up. I crushed my razors in my hand, "I'm so sorry." He kneeled down beside me, "Then please stop doing this to yourself." I stared at my ugly cuts, "It's not that easy. Telling someone to stop cutting is just the same as to tell someone in a wheel chair to start walking, it takes time. A lot of time." He kissed my forehead, "Rin, I know this. But at least try." I nodded, even though I was planning my suicide.
*^* short chapter but whatevs... Please reveiw.