Moona-chan: Hey guys! Sorry for the long wait! I've been so busy at school, I have homework every night. : ( In almost every subject too! Anyways, let's get this show on the road! :D
Faded Poems and Broken Violins
Disclaimer: We own nothing besides the plot and the poems
Chapter Ten: Here to Stay
Amu POV
Setting down my pen, I lost the willpower to stay up all night, writing and doing homework.
It's Tuesday night. Already.
I remember after Ikuto confessed to me for the first time, just three days ago, I fell asleep in his arms.. I miss the warmth and comfort, to be perfectly honest. I woke up the next morning and he was gone. It was like a dream. That Sunday, all I could do was sit at home and think of him..
And here I am, thinking of him. Again.
Sighing, I stood to my feet, walking over to my bed. I plopped down on it, snuggling under the thick pink quilt. I turned my body so that I was facing the door to my room.
Silent tears poured down my cheeks.
I closed my eyes, hoping and praying that the tears would go away.
They were just so painful.
I couldn't help but think of Tadase-kun and Ikuto..
How do I feel about them?
I know that I love Ikuto but.. poor Tadase-kun.. how do I feel about him?
He has no feelings towards me, right? So why should I even bother worrying about it?
"Whatever.." I muttered to myself, my voice cracking. I pulled the covers all the way up to my nose and fell into a deep, painful sleep, thinking of Ikuto and Tadase-kun.
After hours of tossing and turning, morning rolled around, and no one was home. Once more, I was alone.. like always. I rubbed my eyes against my sleeve and sneezed, my nose running. I quickly ran into the bathroom, grabbing various tissues and pressing them against my nose. I stared in the mirror. Boy, was I a mess. Pink hair tangled and sticking up in various directions, honey golden eyes glazed over with sleep, and cheeks painted an unfamiliar pink; and it surely wasn't a healthy pink either.
..A cold?
I'm.. sick?
Well.. this is new.. I haven't been sick in a long time.
Whatever. Less school, less drama. At least I can stay in bed and think about things. There was a sudden ringing throughout the house. I ran down the stairs at to the kitchen, quickly grabbing the house phone.
"Hello?"
"Hello, Amu-chan?" a familiar voice echoed.
"Rima-chan?"
"Yes, are you okay Amu? You've been missing a lot of school lately.." she mumbled over the voice, seeming concerned. I faintly smiled. So, Rima cared..
"I'm fine. I promise I'll be back in by tomorrow, alright?"
A faint okay was heard over the phone. I smiled, face burning in an unfamiliar way. It didn't feel like a blush, like when I was around Ikuto either.
"I-I'll talk to you later Rima-chan, I'm feeling a bit lightheaded-"
Before Rima had the chance to argue, I hung up, catching myself on the counter. I dropped the phone to the floor, making the batteries come out and go onto the floor. I weakly pushed myself so I was holding myself up. I panted, feeling weak. My knees wobbled and I dropped to the floor like a sack of potatoes. And then, suddenly, my world went black.
Normal POV
Rima stared at her phone with a frown planted on her sweet little face. She snapped it shut, shoving it into her bag.
"Stupid Amu-chan.." she whispered to herself, obviously worried about the pink haired girl. The Guardians walked up to Rima, chatting away.
"Is Amu-chi absent again?" Yaya asked loudly. Rima sent a small glare, which remained unnoticed to the younger student.
"Jeez, again?" Kukai asked, rolling his eyes, "That girl needs to stay in school."
Out of nowhere, Ikuto walked up next to the group, a small smirk plastered to his face.
"Someone mention Amu?" he asked, eyes gleaming with excitement. Tadase sent him a fierce glare but Ikuto paid no mind to the child. For he was too mature to be involved in this child's play.
"Yeah, Amu-chi's out again!" Yaya whined, making a pouting face. Ikuto's smirk was long gone, the excited washed out of his eyes.
"What?" he asked, clearly worried. Rima took a good look at him. She gritted her teeth. She was going to tell him.. someone needed to check up on Amu, and it may as well be him, since he was the closest to her.
A bell rang, and the Guardians immediately left to go find their classes. As Ikuto was about to head over to his high school building, Rima grabbed a firm hold on his shirt. He looked down, confused.
"What is it?"
"I called Amu today," she mumbled, catching Ikuto's attention, "We briefly talked about her being missing a lot. She randomly hung up on me, talking about being light headed. Check up on her after school, got it?" Rima's voice was harsh, her eyes glaring at him. He nodded and she let go, rushing to her classes as well.
"Amu.. promise me you'll be alright.." he whispered to himself, rushing to his building.
During Ikuto's time at school, he had one thing, and one thing only on his mind: Amu.
'That girl really worries me..'
he thought to himself, looking out of a window. Every class he went to, all he could think about was Amu.
Amu, Amu, Amu.
Every class was too long for him. He felt like he was being tortured. All he wanted was to make sure she was alright.
'Damn it Amu, why do you worry me like this?' he wondered to himself, waiting for the final bell to ring. Five mutes passed and it finally rang. He was the first one out. He ran outside and all the way to Amu's house. He impatiently knocked on the door, receiving no answer.
"Amu!" he loudly called. He banged his fist on the door one more time. Cursing, he put his hand on the knob, slowly turning it. To his surprise, and luck, it was unlocked.
Walking inside, he looked around.
"Amu?" he called once more. Walking down the hallway and into the living room, he called out again. Finally reaching the kitchen, he found her.
"Amu!" he yelled, kneeling to the floor where she was. Her face was covered by her bangs and her arm. He pulled her into his arms, getting a good look at her face. It was a very unfamiliar and unhealthy shade of red. She was panting, and her face was covered in sweat. Ikuto felt his heart breaking. He had never seen her so.. broken.
He quickly pulled her into his arms and rushed to her room. He set her on the bed, pulling the covers over her body. Running to the bathroom, he grabbed a white towel and poured cold water onto it. He proceeded to rush back to Amu's room and lay it on top of her forehead. Ikuto looked around her house for some cold medicine, he finally found it in the bathroom. Grabbing the bottle, he rushed back to Amu and sat on her bed, lifting her head up. With two pills in his hands, he managed to get them into her mouth. Forcing her to swallow them, he watched as her face twisted in pain.
She coughed twice before they finally went down. Ikuto sighed in relief and laid her back down, putting the cold towel on her forehead. He got up off of the bed and ruffled his hair, looking around the room. Noticing a familiar black and white notebook, he walked over to it and peered down at the ink splattered paper. He grabbed it and quickly scanned the words.
Violet eyes went wide.
Angrily, he slammed the book down on the desk and he rushed over to Amu's side, picking up one of her arms. He lifted up the long sleeve, revealing dozens of cuts, scars, and red marks. He glared at her face.
"Why, Amu?" he questioned, voice cracking, "Why would you do this to yourself?"
How hadn't he noticed it before? She always wore long sleeved around him; around everyone for that matter.
He looked back over to the book, the words repeating in his head like a broken record.
"Here to Stay"
Pull up my sleeves
See the pattern of these cuts?
The word love written in vain
These cuts numb the pain
Just fill my head with lies
Don't you just despise
The way I say
Everything will be okay?
I've shed all of my tears
They've worn away throughout the years
The razor blade
Is the only friend I've made
Drowning in my sorrows
I'll pull out that familiar bloodied blade
Wrists stained red
I've lost track of how much they've bled
Blood stained wrists always covered with a thin sleeve
Thoughts going back to a scene you'd never believe
You'll never understand
What I've done to myself
With my own hand
Pull up my sleeves
See the pattern of these cuts?
The word hope written for my gain
These cuts ease away the pain
Too much of a coward
To take my own life
..I'm here to stay
Moona-chan: Gah, sorry for my fail chapter! I'm really tired but I just had to finish this for you guys! I had to make up for the long wait! Anyways, here it is, my angsty little story. Review please!