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Chapter Seven
"Life is a tragedy for those who feel and a comedy for those who think."
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In her memory, the sky was a bright blue. Plush clouds dotted the sky and the sun was just over the horizon, illuminating the park. She remembered it as a happy moment, where her family was tied altogether at the hip.
Her mother and his father would sit together under the willow tree, watching them play near the tire swing. He'd grab her hands and they'd twirl together in an endless dance near the tiny creek. She could almost see it replay right beside her.
As said before, memories did no good for her.
Rin blinked, her eyes gazing through the foliage of the willow tree to see the same setting as her recall. The sun blazed a bright orange, tinting the world around her, sky and ground, summery colors. Her bare feet dug into the wet ground, just earlier, rain was sprinkling down from the overcast sky; and she pushed herself off the ground and into the air. She felt like she was flying through the vivid sky, no matter what the laws of gravity said.
It was the second day of spring break. Miku was out for the day to buy groceries and do a little shopping herself. Rin hadn't been in the mood to do such. She'd decided to hang out at the abandoned park. The plants still grew and so did the trees.
The old tire swing was still there, and she'd settle on it, leaving her shoes near the creek, where water splashed her ankles every time she swung near it. Whenever the wind whistled through the willow's branches, it would brush against her thighs, bringing Rin's skirt up slightly. She hadn't minded. They were like familiar hands, sweeping against her body in pleasure.
The feeling has yet to leave or fade. It just became stronger.
Dipping her head backwards, undone honey hair almost touching the earth, Rin spiraled out in the twisted chains from bounded her. Her neck was bared as she closed her eyes, her shirt riding up. She lost herself in the swing, taking it in joyously.
Then again, she always lost herself.
The wind whistled once more, and her shut eyes tightened more. She didn't want to be reminded of memories; the bad ones left deep cuts. The good ones just left her dead. Her slim fingers tensed around the tire swing's chains, trying to staunch her thoughts. No. No. No, no, no, no, no, no- -
NO!
Her eyes blinked open. Something, someone, was watching her. Rin jolted out of the tire swing, stumbling as she straightened up. She was scared. Too scared to turn around and see what was behind her. It felt like something was pressing against her back, fingers curling around her shoulders like that night when he tried- -
Have you ever had sex?
She screamed. Birds fluttered out from the distance, as she ran, stumbling slightly in the creek and into puddles. Her shoes were still there. Her feet burned from the asphalt and the bits of twigs and roots she'd step on while running away. Something was chasing after her, like a demon.
Her demons.
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Mud had piled up to her knees and stained her skirt slightly. Stepping into Miku's apartment, she saw that the older girl wasn't back yet. Rin climbed up the stairs, knowing that she needed to clean up herself first then her mess. Miku could be back any minute. Her breath fogged up the mirror as she stared into her messy reflection.
A few leaves and twigs were stuck in her hair, and scratches marred her face. A few more cuts touched her arms and legs, miraculously missing her bruises. She'd allowed her bruises some air that day, hoping a little sun would be good for them.
It hadn't done much good. She was still scared and still recovering from vomiting into the porcelain bowl. Her pants made the air around her hot as she clutched the sink, trying to get a hold of herself. Rin's eyes flickered over to the razor near the soap and then to towel to the right.
Silently, Rin sighed, and picked up the green towel; the only thing in the bathroom that wasn't turquoise or teal; and began to clean herself up.
Immediately after she finished and changed into a new set of clothes, Rin set to rubbing the floor clean with a roll of paper towels. Her fingers burned somewhat as she scrubbed the remnants of dirt and blood away from the tiled floor. As she neared the stairs, drops of blood seemed to increase, and retracing her steps up to the bathroom, Rin saw.
The bathroom door was closed shut, light streaming from beneath and shown brilliantly onto- -
Blood
It almost seemed to be a puddle, coming from behind the door.
Rin backed away and into a wall, staring stupefied at the puddle. Swallowing her fear, she crumpled her dirty paper towel and threw it into a random room. With her free hand, she clasped the silver door knob and turned it, only to elicit steam and smoke from the bath.
The shower's on?
Gulping, Rin thought, perhaps I might've left it on when I was cleaning…
Her fingers grasped the shower curtains and pulled it open slightly so she could see the shower switch. She grasped the turner her eyes squinted in anxiety. She opened her eyes fully and - -
There was blood all over her arm. All over her body, and the ground was a puddle of it. Her mouth opened to scream, but then something gripped her hand on the switch…
Another hand. It was much bloodier and dirt raked over it, and it seemed as though it was decaying. Rin backed away, trying to escape, her mouth widening more so to scream when the curtains were pushed away, and watered down blue eyes stared back into her own. Dry yellow hair obscured the rest of the face, and suddenly Rin knew what she was staring at.
Me.
The body was skin and bones, nude, bloody and dirty. It opened its mouth- -
Rin screamed.
Everything went black.
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"Rin! Rin, wake up!" A feminine voice called out. Her eyes fluttered open and she found herself staring up at the bathroom ceiling.
Rin jolted upwards, but only to strain herself once more when the sudden jumpstart gave her a headache. She found Miku by her side, watching her in worry. "Rin! You're awake! What happened?" Miku started, concern dripping from her voice.
Rin rubbed the back of her head, hissing in pain. She'd fallen hard from… She shivered and pushed the scene away from her thoughts, hoping to banish it. She looked towards Miku. "I think I tripped on shower steps when I was trying to get the soap." She lied.
Despite Miku giving her doubting look, she nodded. "Alright. Do you want to rest, now? Or what about eating? A-are you hungry?" She asked Rin, who wearily shook her head.
"I think I'll rest, Miku. But, thanks a lot." Rin stated, giving a soft smile to the older girl.
Miku beamed back. "Fine. But, if you need anything, I'll be downstairs." Rin nodded. Before she could move to get up, Miku lightly touched her chin and- -
Kissed her on the cheek.
The kiss lingered, almost trailing. "M-Miku…what are you…?" Rin questioned, her face reddening. Miku got up, her fingers lightly touching her lips. She smiled.
"I'll see you later, Rin! Don't forget to call me when you need anything." She bounced away, leaving Rin on the bathroom floor.
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As Rin lied in bed, thinking over the day's events, her phone vibrated loudly on the dresser. Her fingers slid out of the blue covers to grab the phone and see the message. The collar I.D read Len.
He hadn't texted her since yesterday, that event. Rin closed her eyes briefly, holding the phone close, and opened it. Her eyes skimmed over the text message once, twice, and again until the twelfth time. Today, nothing seemed to sink in for her as she began texting her message in reply.
Suzu- -I'm sorry for yesterday. Forgive me?
Her fingers typed and then hit the 'SEND' button.
It's okay. I'm sorry too.
Ten seconds later, another arrived.
It's fine. Our parents are coming back tomorrow. They'll be staying only for dinner. They'll be here around four. They'd probably want to see you, too, Suzu. Luka'll be over.
Her eyes squinted harshly at the mention of the pink-haired girl. Usually, his girls never stayed long in a relationship. She sighed horribly, and her thumbs flew over the characters for her last message.
I don't care. I might or might not be there tomorrow. If not, just tell there was an appointment that couldn't be avoided. You'll just have to see. Good night.
Her fingers hit the final button. Rin turned off her phone, hoping for no more messages. She hoped much, but life was a tragedy.
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A/N: Well, here's chapter seven! I sure have been updating real fast…I guess that's a good thing. *smiles* Thanks to everyone who has given this story a chance! Did it, by any chance, seem a little scary? Hmm…If not, we'll have to see about that…heh.
