Chapter 10

Takuro was seated in the corner of his cell. He was staring at a very small object in his hands even though he couldn't see it very well. It was a ring; Megumi's ring to be exact. He passed his thumb on it, feeling the polished gold and the very small emerald on it. He passed in his mind for the twentieth time how he met Megumi. It was a crappy summer afternoon. It was hot outside but it was showering. The rain had come out of nowhere. Takuro had taken shelter in a nearby shop before he would be too wet by the rain and looked around with no big interest to wait for the rain to stop or fall with less force. That's when she came in, soaked to the bone. There was air conditioning in the shop. It didn't really bother Takuro since he wasn't wet and had a vest even though he wouldn't have needed it that day because it was really hot outside. No matter how odd it sounded, that jacket was the source of their relationship. After couple of minute, she was still shivering and her breathing was still shaky. Takuro had taken pity of her; her and the shorts she was wearing with a blue tank top. He had taken his vest and put it on her shoulders to warm her up. When school started again, they discovered they were going to the same school and, one or two months later, they were dating.

He sighed and closed his eyes. He would have liked to see her smile one last time. The only thing he had left of her now was that ring and memories. He formed in his head her fair skin, he hazel eyes and her long brown and soft hair. He always liked to run his fingers through her hair. It was one of the first things he saw when she turned to him after she felt his jacket on her shoulders. Her eyes first, her thanking smile second and her hair third.

He opened his eyes when he realized the picture of Megumi in his head had turned into Mika. He squeezed the ring. Why was he thinking about Mika? She took them here, killed Megumi and broke his leg, why was she replacing the pleasant image of Megumi?

He heard some noise coming from the outside. The door opened and Mika came in the room. She unlocked the door, got in the cell and locked the door behind. She knelt next to him and put his arms around him. He didn't fight back. If she was able to break his leg and kill Megumi, she could also stab him in the chest. He prepared himself to pull away if she would try anything on him but she didn't do anything that would make his instincts scream for him to limp away as fast as possible. She was just kneeling, stroking his hair silently like if he was her most treasured plush.

"I hope your leg doesn't hurt too much," she said, "I didn't want to hurt you but I got scared."

It sure was a weird way of getting scared. Takuro almost said it out loud but he contained himself before he would do so.

"Are you still mad at me?" she asked.

Takuro stayed silent. He didn't feel like talking. What would he say anyway? If he was mean with her, she'd just go away and let him alone in the darkness again. He didn't want that.

"I love you," Mika said.

He bit the inside of his cheek when he realised he was just about to answer I love you too. Why was he about to answer that? He didn't love her! How could he love her after what she had done? Even if she let him go right now, he would not talk to her again. Of course, he would denounce her to the police. His offer to stay silent was valid only for the night when he proposed it.

They stayed like that, silent for a long moment until Mika got up and gave him his food. He didn't touch it and leaned on the wall behind him instead. She smiled warmly and left a kiss on his forehead, like she dreamt to do after the evening playing Slender. She exited the cell and locked the door.

"I promise I'll be back really soon darling, okay?" she said.

Takuro just stared at her until she left the room. It wasn't as nightmarish as he thought it would be. She killed Megumi and broke his leg after all. When she closed the door, he smiled; a smile that he immediately forced down. Why was he smiling? He hoped it was a smile of relief but he had a feeling telling him that it wasn't a relieved one.

Darling, darling, darling.

I love you too, babe.

Takuro banged his head on the wall behind him. He just couldn't just think about those words he reserved to Megumi after hearing Mika's word over and over again. He couldn't answer that to Mika's voice. He closed his eyes and tried to imagine Megumi's voice but each time, it was Mika's that came in his mind. It was like if he had forgotten his lover's voice. He knew he didn't; his mind was just being a stubborn dick. He maybe couldn't hear her voice at the moment but he knew it was sweet, not too low or too high and really nice to hear.

Mika appeared in his mind again with no warnings. Why couldn't he remove the image of her warm smile from his head? Mika was cruel. She was a killer who kidnapped him and his lover. She made Megumi scream and she sprinted to him with an insane smile when he tried to escape by the front door. He perfectly knew that so why were every images of Megumi passing in his mind switching for Mika? He let himself fall on his side and brought his lover's ring to his lips, trying to turn the image of Mika back to Megumi.

I know, the chapter is short again. I thought it'd be nice to have a chapter with no need of page break if you see what I mean XD
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