Okay, I'm terribly sorry for not updating yesterday. I'm really busy handling the Student Council paperwork for the Halloween party. It's only a week until the event! So now we have Student Council meeting everyday, after school for 2 hours. I'm extremely busy, I even need to pull an all nighter these days. So if you see me in school, you'll see really dark under-eye circles under my eyes.
And of course, with all that happening, I won't be updating for the next several days. I have my exams too.
(cindy-kawaii-maidsama: hahah. Yes, my pen name is 'I love you Usui'. I'm crappy at making names. I think I'm going to change it the next time I log in, so don't be confused if suddenly my name changes into something else!)
YES! THAT'S RIGHT! I'M CHANGING MY NAME AGAIN! But I won't change the story's name, relax.
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Yeah, I'm sorry if some of you hate it how I reply to reviews in here, but some don't have an account. So I decided to reply the reviews in here. I promise I won't do this a lot.
=Misaki's POV=
She didn't wait for my reply and inched towards me, grabbed my wrists and pulled me out of the room and into another one.
Only this room was not dark. It had no corpses lying around. It had no blood traces on the floor.
The room was bright, with white tiled walls and a heck lot of lamps on its ceiling. The room was huge, with grey metal tables around its perimeter. There was a thick glass, evenly dividing the room into two rectangles. There was another door in the other side of the room, behind the sheet of glass.
"Why did you bring me here?" I asked, my eyes still in pain because of the sudden brightness of the room. "What is this place, anyway?"
"Oh, this is the room where all the bodies become corpses," she said nonchalantly.
"So in other words, this room is…" My eyes grew wide.
"Yes, this is the death room. Where I killed all the souls who annoy me," she looked down at me, who was kneeling helplessly on the floor, smiling evilly as she did.
'K-kill? I knew it! She's going to kill me! And I'm going to end up inside that horrible room, decomposing together with the others that she k-k-killed,' I thought. My palms were sweating, my heart was beating twice as fast as it did a few minutes ago.
She, as if had read my mind, interrupted my thought, saying, "Oh, it's not you I'm going to kill. First."
'Eh, it's not me?' I asked myself. 'Then who?'
"If it's not me, then who are you-" I asked.
But I was cut short when she clapped her hands twice, as if signaling a person or something.
Then the door across the room clicked and opened, revealing two thugs wearing a tuxedo holding someone between them by his arms.
"USUI!" I shrieked. He was naked from the waist top. The only clothing he had was a pair of tattered jeans. He was literally hanging from the thugs hands, his head bent downwards. His body…
Oh, my. His body was in a bad shape alright. There were cuts all over, with bruises and scratches. There was one bloody scar horizontally across his chest. The result of whipping, it could only be.
"What did you do to him?" I looked up to Minami and back to Usui again. I broke the handcuffs and stood up.
Well, I tried to stand up, before Minami cruelly pushed me back down again.
"Usui!" I shouted, still trying to stand up and get as near as I could to him.
His body was pale, his hair drenched with sweat. His whole body seemed like gelatin with too much water. So lifeless and fragile…
So un-Usui-like.
Why did she need to torture him like that? Why did she whip him? Why did she punch him? Giving him all those scratches and wounds…
I lost the control to my body. My anger was controlling all my moves from that point on.
I kicked Minami's knee, causing her to yell in pain and let go of my shoulder. I ran towards Usui, but only to be blocked by the sheet of glass. I punched the glass hard and managed to break it. But then behind the sheet I broke, laid yet another layer of glass. I punched it again, with a fist full of blood, trying to break it, only to find out that the transparent thing in front of me was a bulletproof glass.
"U… SUI!" I shouted while punching the glass. My knuckles were bleeding. My hands were spitting out blood. I cut one of my smaller – but also important – veins when punching the first layer of glass. But I didn't care. My boyfriend was kneeling across the room, his body completely battered. Why would I care of my bleeding hands when there was someone that needs more worrying than my hands?
'Usui…' I thought, my hands still weakly pounding the glass. 'Please… Wake up. I'm here.'
The next second, the blonde groaned and raised his head slowly, facing me.
"USUI!" I shouted.
His face was even paler than his body. His eyes, which were barely open, were teary and lifeless. His lips were as pale as his face, with blood coming out from the corners.
When he saw me, he smiled weakly, trying to convince me that everything was alright. That he was alright.
A huge flow of anger and sadness washed through me. Once again, I let my feelings take control of my body.
I punched the glass again and again, with more force this time.
'Hang in there, Usui. I'm coming for you!' I thought.
'Don't… Ayuzawa… You're bleeding…' I heard his voice in my head. His voice was coarse; weak even.
I punched the glass harder.
'YOU'RE BLEEDING EVEN MORE!' I thought, looking down at the floor.
Piles of broken glass! Maybe I could use them to cut through this damned bulletproof wall of glass!
I grabbed a big piece of shard, not caring when one of its sharp corners had pierced into my flesh, and scratched it onto the layer of cursed sheet in front of me.
It barely left a scratch.
'Ayuzawa… Please… You're bleeding… Stop it right now… Tear the hem of your shirt and wrap your hands with it…' He said using telepathy.
I ignored him and continued scratching the glass.
Suddenly, the door behind Usui opened up and revealed the devil in disguise. In her hands laid a whip with 30 or so metal thorns.
And I had a pretty good guess on whose flesh it would be piercing.
"Minami! No! Stop!" I shouted while dropping the piece of broken glass, pounding the bulletproof glass with my fists instead.
"Oh, give it up already! It's bulletproof glass, for crying out loud!" She laughed.
"Please Minami… Why are you doing this to him?" I cried, my hands still helplessly pounding the glass.
"Because," she lifted her hand – the hand with the whip, "he annoys me!" And she slammed the whip hard to Usui's back.
"AARGH!" He shouted in pain.
"USUI!" I shouted my throat out.
Why did she must do that to him? He did nothing wrong to her! Why not whip me, instead? It was because of me that Minami's marriage had failed.
The whip's thorns were now covered in blood. Usui's blood.
I could only imagine the pain he was suffering.
My tears were flowing out uncontrollably. I couldn't stand the seeing Usui in pain. Especially when I know that the main cause of his pain is me.
Me and only me.
"Please, Minami," I pleaded. "Stop it!"
"You think I'm done with one whip?" She chuckled. "You're dead wrong."
And she whipped him again. Hard.
He yelled in pain. I could feel his pain. His pain was my pain too.
But there was nothing I can do except to shout, asking Minami to stop.
Usui was trying really hard to not make me see his pain. His hands, which were handled by the two thugs standing firmly beside him, were clenched into fists, his knuckles turning white. His face was as pale as his knuckles.
Really, I wished I could be in his position right now. I didn't care how much it would hurt me, because I know that Usui would be fine.
"MINAMI!" I shouted. A new flow of anger washed through me. I pounded the glass harder, causing the whole thing to vibrate.
The floor was getting a little slippery because of my dripping tears and blood.
"STOP IT RIGHT NOW!" I didn't sound pleading at all. Now I sounded angry.
And I actually like it that way.
The rage in me kept on building up. Piles and piles of hatred, anger and animosity.
"You keep your dirty whip off my boyfriend… RIGHT NOW!" I punched the glass again really hard. So hard that it formed a dent on it.
Yes, a freaking dent! It's weird how I didn't feel any pain on my knuckles.
Minami gasped.
Oh yes, you should be afraid, bitch. Didn't you know what your enemy is like when she's mad?
Like a demon.
Minami's face blanched with terror. Realizing that I was strong enough to leave a dent on a bulletproof glass, she dropped her whip.
My anger was taking control again, and I didn't mind. My anger made me stronger, and strength was exactly what I needed.
"Hmh," Minami chuckled as she regained her courage. "Well, since you're so eager to get this to end… Shall we head to the fun part now?" Her lips turned into an evil grin.
Yeah, some of you might have realized that I love writing cliffies. I just think it's great to end a chapter that way. Sorry if you find it annoying.
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