(Amu POV)
Alex, and other kids. They were killed, all because of me. All because I couldn't have died to the hands of my parents a long time ago. They had families. Now they're gone. I can't even talk in full sentences as Rima is rubbing my back and telling me everything will be okay, because it won't. It never will. Not unless I die. Note to self: that's an option.
"Hey, Amu." I heard Kukai say. I looked up at Kukai, he was smiling.
"We're going to protect you, no matter what." He said, as if reading my mind. I gulped back my tears that threatened to fall as I slowly nodded. Rima had abandoned my side to sit in Nagihiko's lap and close her eyes. They were adorable. Just then, a man and woman burst into the emergency waiting room.
"Where is my worthless piece of shit of a daughter?" The man demanded. Delilah stood up, putting Bandit down and stomping up to the man.
"Your daughter just happens to be in the emergency room getting her stomach pumped. Why are you hours late? Had to convince yourself to get off your incompitent asses to check and see if your daughter is alive?!" Delilah yelled. The woman's face turned red with anger. Her hair was blonde and it fell down to the middle of her back. She had perfect makeup, high-end clothes, perfectly manicured fingernails. The man was in a dress shirt and dress pants, blonde hair tousled and jaw clenched in anger. Terra's parents, of course. The man lifted his fist to throw a punch at Delilah, but Matt appeared and pulled her back just in time, catching Terra's father's fist in his hand.
"For your information, your daughter is fine and is recovering in the ICU. And she's living with me now, so you can kindly get the fuck out of my face." Matt cursed, baring his teeth. Terra's mom checked her nails as if she had something better to do than this. The father just turned and left, the mother right on his heels. Everyone turned to Matt for answers on Terra.
"No one is to tell her that happened, you hear me?" Matt demanded. We all nodded.
"She's doing fine, the doctors said she should recover fast." He continued. We all slumped with relief. Tadase appeared behind Matt and wrapped his arms around his middle, Matt then covering him because he was so tall. Ikuto then entered throught the double doors, his hand bandaged. I ran to him and carefully, to avoid hurting his hand, wrapped my arms around him and buried my face in his chest. He ran his hand through my hair and kissed my forehead.
"I'm fine." He said, answering my question before I could ask. I looked up at him and smiled, showing him I was okay too (not really). He kissed my nose and yawned.
"I'm tired as hell. Why don't we all go home and pick up Terra in the morning?" Ikuto suggested.
"No need. All the poison is out, and she can be taken home tonight." A deep voice sounded behind us. A doctor, an absolute heart throb, said as he held up a clip board. Matt took it, filled it out, and handed it back to the doctor. The doctor took it and Matt followed him to get Terra. We waited another hour until Matt came out, Terra holding his hand wearing his tuxedo jacket. She was paler than she should have been and dark smudges were on her face. The doctor gave Matt the medicine precription and we left, taking back Calean's truck then walking home. Matt carried Terra instead of letting her walk. She was quiet the whole time, but no one questioned it. When we finally got home, we entered the house to see Marci on the couch with Kairi and Yaya. Yaya was asleep in Kairi's lap and the other two were up, engaged in conversation.
"Oh my god are you kids okay?" Marci demanded, grabbing each of our faces and inspecting us. She winced when she saw Terra and Ikuto.
"Come on, honey, let's get you clothes." Utau said. Matt carried Terra upstairs and they dissapeared around the corner. Nagihiko and Rima went to Rima's room, and everyone else disbanded. I went upstairs and threw off my dress, harshly brushed my hair, and stepped into the shower. The warm water ingulfed me in comfort as I scrubbed the makeup off my face and washed my hair. When I finished, I threw on a pair of cotton shorts and and old Led Zepplin T-shirt. I dried my hair a bit, but it still was damp and wavy when I exited the bathroom. I didn't bother going into my room, I just walked into Ikuto's. He was sitting on the bed, putting on a shirt.
"Hey? You mind if I stay in here for the night?" I asked shyly.
"Anytime, babe." He said. Babe. That's new. I crawled into the bed and covered myself with the blanket. Ikuto got in after me, also pulling the blanket over him and turning to me so we were face to face. He grabbed my hand and kissed my knuckles, feeling the scars with his finger.
"I love you, Amu. So much." He whispered. I nearly choked on air. But my mouth processed faster than my mind, because words left my mouth before I had time to think about the mistake I made.
"I love you too, Ikuto." I answered. And he kissed me. It made my heart melt as he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer. He pulled away faster than I'd wanted, but then he kissed my wrist. My scars. One by one. I felt tears run down my cheeks and he didn't quickly kiss them to be done with it, as I thought he would. He kissed each one, making me feel as if I had been healed. My eyes were heavy as he just pulled me into is chest and held me, and pretty soon I fell asleep.
I was awoken by a scream. Not one of pain, one of utter terror. Ikuto shot up out of bed and I was close after. We ran to the source of the scream, and saw Utau covering her mouth and staring into the bathroom, her face a mix of agony and sadness. Ikuto pushed her away from the door and looked in, all the worry in his face replacing with an expression I couldn't read. It was my turn now. I pushed him away and looked in. But I really wished I hadn't. I heard myself scream and drop to my knees.
And I screamed.
And screamed.
And screamed.
As absolute grief and agony washed over me.
And as the body swung from the rope it was hanging on by its neck.