Moona-chan: Ack, I am sooo sorry guys! I promised to update quickly, yet I got sidetracked with cosplay and school work! Please forgive me! Oh yes, um, Suki-chan won't be writing for awhile, I'm not sure how long she'll be gone, but for now you'll just have to bare with me and read just my chapters for now. Yet again, I am so sorry! I promise I'll try and stay more focused on this!

Faded Poems and Broken Violins

Disclaimer: We own nothing besides the plot and poems

~!Warning: Strong Language!~

Chapter 12: Just Another Broken Heart

Amu POV

After writing my poem, I sighed, plopping down onto my bed. Arms spread out, legs dangling off the bed, I let my eyes trail to the ceiling. I began counting cracks.

1.. 2.. 3.. 4..

There was a sudden knock on my balcony door. My eyes trailed over very slowly, knowing who would be there. Finding familiar blue hair, I looked back up at the ceiling.

"It's open," I called to him. The door squeaked open, and then quickly squeaked back closed again. I heard Ikuto's violin case being settled down on the floor, footsteps trailing to where I was laying down.

"Yo."

Violet eyes hovered above my own for a moment. No blush arose, no heart hammering against my chest.

"Hi."

Ikuto sat down next to me, the bed being lowered.

"So," he said, "Are you alright?" I cast him a confused gaze.

"Of course, why?"

Lies.

"Are you sure?"

Questions.

"Yes. I'm absolutely fine, Ikuto," I looked him right in the eyes as I lied to him. How could I be such a horrible person? How could I lie to him? After all he's done for me. He doesn't deserve everything I put him through. Why can't he understand that?

"I know you're lying to me, Amu," Ikuto said coldly, "And I don't like lies."

He pulled me up to his level, holding my arms to my sides. I stared at him with a blank expression.

"What's wrong with you?" he asked me, searching my eyes desperately. I held up my facade, my mask covering everything.

I've gotten better at holding up my mask, even around Ikuto.

"Nothing," I replied in a monotone voice, making sure I showed no expression.

Ikuto's facial expression was angry; he was definitely mad. Upset, for sure.

"Stop lying to me, Amu!" he yelled in my face.

I made sure I didn't flinch. My facade held up.

"I'm not lying."

Ikuto's eyes were pained.

I can't take this..

"What's wrong with you?" he yelled again, desperate for an answer.

And that's when I snapped.

"What's wrong with me?" I repeated the question. I laughed halfheartedly.

"What's wrong with you?" I asked this time, taking Ikuto by surprise, "Why do you even bother to try and help? Why should you even care?"

"Amu, I-"

Cutting him off, I continued, narrowing my eyes.

"You don't know me."

Ikuto's eyes widened, "Amu, what are you-"

I cut him off once more.

"That's right, we don't even hardly know each other, yet you claim you love me?" I laughed once again, "What bullshit. You'll just set up my heart, just to break it like everyone else in this cruel world does. Is this a hobby of yours? Picking up little girls, promising you'll help, and just profess a fake love? Do they believe you like I did? Because you surely do put on one hell of a show, I tell you!"

Ikuto's shocked expression held up.

"Why do you try and help me? Mommy and daddy issues eating away at your heart?"

Ikuto lowered his head, bangs covering his eyes.

Stop it!

"You know what? I'm not falling for your bullshit anymore. Find someone else to toy with, because I'm done."

Stop hurting him!

Ikuto let go of my shoulders. I continued to stare at him with a blank expression, my poker face on.

"Amu," Ikuto began, voice strong, "You're right. Well, half right at least. You don't know me, but I know you."

He laughed.

"That doesn't seem to stop me from loving you," he continued, "And I know you're hurting inside, aren't you? I know you well enough to know this is your way of protecting yourself. Isn't it? Aren't I correct?"

Before I could snap back, he continued on.

"I don't go around professing love to other girls though, that's where you're wrong. I've never loved someone before. Up until now, that is. And I won't let your words get to me. I know your faults, and I love you either way. I told you I was here to stay, didn't I? I promised to show you how to live; how to love."

No emotion, Amu, keep it cool, my inner self told me. I was screaming in my head, telling it how this was all it's fault.

"As for the family issues.." I felt a pain in my heart at the sound of his lowered voice, "That's for me to know, and you to find out."

I tried my best to keep the tears from falling, but I felt the emotions spewing out. My bottom lip quivered and I felt my eyes blur. I backed up a little, covering my mouth with my hands. I trembled.

"I.. I.." I stuttered, causing Ikuto to look up at me with a surprised facial expression. His eyes were wide. I felt the tears fall.

"I.." I began again, "Oh God, Ikuto, I'm so sorry!"

Ikuto's expression softened, yet his eyes looked pained. He hugged me, one hand on the back of my head, the other wrapped firmly around my shoulder.

"It's okay, Amu.. I understand," he whispered to me. I cried harder and hugged him tightly.

After what felt like hours, we parted, and he said his goodbyes, leaving me to my lonely room. I wiped my eyes with the back of my hand and laid down on my bed, not bothering to change or do any homework.

Closing my eyes, I drifted into a dreamless sleep.

The next morning, I got ready like a usual day, expecting to find my parents and sister home. I was greeted with an empty house.

As I was putting on my school uniform, I heard the house phone ring. I rushed downstairs and picked it up.

"Hello?" I asked in the sweetest voice I could muster.

"Amu-chan!" I heard my mother yell over the other line, "Since this is very long distance, we can't talk for long."

"What is it Mama?" I asked, confused.

"You're Father, sister and I won't be back for another few days.. I'm so sorry sweetie."

I felt my face go back to it's usual blank state.

"Oh.. it's alright Mama."

"We love you very much, Amu-chan! I promise we'll be back soon!"

"I love you too."

When the line went dead, I hung up the phone and trudged up the steps, hand on the railing. I stopped into the bathroom and glanced at myself in the mirror.

My eyes were a dull golden color, not it's usual honey like hue. My face was as pale as ever, and my lips in a straight line basically. I narrowed my eyes in anger.

Disgusting.

I angrily slammed my fist on the mirror, shattering it.

I'm a disgrace.

Ignoring my bleeding hand, I walked downstairs and started to trash my house.

How could they just leave me here to rot?

What if I was kidnapped while they were gone?

What if I decided to just run away?

What if I was murdered?

Would they even care?

No..

I felt tears stream down my face as I finally felt the pain in my hand. I decided to wrap it with an old tee shirt that I left on the couch. I grabbed my notebook and pen out of my bag and began to write, not caring if the tears or blood stained the paper.

I hoped my hatred towards my family stained it. Just like it stained my heart.

"Just Another Broken Heart"

It's just another love story
Just another broken heart

Something so damaged
Beyond repair

Wishing I could wash away the pain
Erase the memories

Praying I could be different
Hoping I could be someone else

Is a happy ending
Too much to ask for?

Hiding in this compressed box
That I called a room

Wondering if I'll be saved
Knowing it won't happen

Such a lonely heart
Dreaming of goals that are beyond impossible

I whisper "I'm okay"
But aren't those words lost?

Empty promises
Hoping to see something more in the mirror

Playing words with a smile
Aching inside

I just want this pain to subside
I just want this self hate to stop

Holding my breath
Failing to find a reason to continue on

Missing all of the love
That once was mine

Jagged lines all around my wrists
Trailing up to my arms

A broken rag doll laying on the bed
Eyes dull, heart lifeless

I don't care anymore
I can't care anymore

Wasting my breath
Wasting my life

Looking behind me
I see the friends I gave up

Looking behind me
I see the dreams I held on to

Wounds flashing red
Pouring out

Remembering how much of a puppet I was
Chained down, bound to you

You treated me
As a prized possession

Threw me away
As soon as you were done

Did everything mean so little to you?
Did you find some one else?

I want to laugh
I want to smile

But everything was stolen from me
Every emotion

But you know what?
I'm going to make you feel my pain

I'm going to make you suffer
Just as I did

I'm going to hold my breath

I'm not your puppet anymore
You can't pull the invisible strings

Not while I'm gone
Not while I'm no longer breathing

It's just another love story
Just another broken heart

It's just another suicide
Just another life lost..

Another person
Driven insane

By the pain
Of reality

By the self hate
Directed towards cutting

And by the temporary love
Of someone blind to the fact they hurt

Moona-chan: Ugh, fail chapter. D: Anyways, I hope you guys enjoyed this, it was rushed to the extreme because I just had to update today! The poem doesn't really fit, but hey, when does it ever? :D Please review~