Disclaimer:If any one has lost a child, try R. Kelly or Micheal Jackson. Du isst meine schreiben. Ich werde dich essen. (If you eat my writing, I will eat you) :) I don't own SquareEnix's children.
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Emi rolled over and looked at her alarm clock, it was 12 o'clock. (Damn, I missed school) She walked downstairs, and heard her parents talking, rather loudly, and her father ran out the door. Emi ran back to her room, sat down on her bed, and cried. She was going through a rough patch in her life. Her father was gone almost all of the time, and her parents were always fighting when he got back. Emi sat in the bathroom and looked in the linen closet for some tissues. When she found them, she pulled them out, and a pack of razor blades fell down. She gazed at the sharpened pieces of metal. She reached out for one, then heard her mother call her to dinner. She walked out of the bathroom, thinking of what she was about to do. She stared at her plate throughout dinner, while her parents bickered back and forth. Her tears fell down her face and stained her potatoes with black mascara. Her father ran to her side.
"What's wrong," her father asked, "why are you crying?"
"SHUT UP," Emi screamed as high as her voice would carry, "GET AWAY FROM ME. I'M SICK OF THIS FAMILY"
Emi pushed her father away and ran to the bathroom. She locked the door behind her. She looked into the mirror. Her tears were staining her face, as they ran down. Her black eye's sparked with anger. She turned around and picked up the razor from the floor. She rolled up her sleeve and pressed it to her skin. The sensation was agonizing. Her pain and sorrow was leaking from her wound. She grabbed a towel and pressed it firmly to the gash. She grabbed some band-aids and sealed up the wound. Just then, she heard a knock on the window, it was Isamu. She opened it for him, his calm exterior unaware of what happened. She jumped to him and clutched his warm body. Her tears were running into his jacket. She collapsed to her knees. Isamu kneeled down, to gaze into her eyes. He pierced her soul and grabbed her hand. His warmth was escaping into her, her blood was still trickling out.
"Come with me," Isamu whispered, "everything is all right."
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He brought her to the roof and wrapped her in his blanket. He apparently was sleeping outside. His little nest was comfortable. He tended to her wound, his father was an apothecary. He wrapped some herbs in gauze and tied it firmly to her forearm.
"Why would you do that to yourself?" Isamu asked, with a hint of concern in his voice, "You don't need to cut, to relieve pain. If you ever need help, just come to me."
"My parents were fighting again," Emi cried into Isamu's chest, "I just can't take it anymore. I want them to stop."
"I went through the same thing," Isamu said, "my parents split up eventually and I'm fine now. They just needed time apart."
"I don't want my parents to split," Emi cried, "I want everything to be ike it was, when I was a kid."
"It's all right," Isamu replied, "if they ever do, I'll be there for you. You can count on it."
She looked at him and smiled. Her tears had turned his shirt black, and her face was darkened. Isamu ran inside his house quickly and grabbed a new shirt, along with a towel. He jumed back to the roof and handed her the towel. She grabbed the towel and wiped off her face. While her eyes were covered, Isamu changed quickly, before she could see him. They gazed upon the stars and laughed together. They agreed to start a journey tomorrow, not for Myrrh, but for no reason at all. As they looked upon the celestial screen, Emi fell asleep in Isamu's arms. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
The sun danced across the horizon, and first hit the Crystal. Light shone throughout the town. Isamu's roof was bare and a chalice was missing from Emi's house. Isamu and Emi set out to see the River Belle. They would return, when they felt their parents had suffered enough. As far as Emi's parents knew, Emi was still in the bathroom. Isamu's father fought with him the night before, and kicked him out.
They stopped at the school to pick up weapons, in case they came into trouble. No one knew where they were. No one saw them leave. Emi hoped, that her parent's would calm down, by the time she got back.
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Chap 3 end. This might be wierd, but Im listening to The Darkness, right now. I hoped you liked it.
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Emi rolled over and looked at her alarm clock, it was 12 o'clock. (Damn, I missed school) She walked downstairs, and heard her parents talking, rather loudly, and her father ran out the door. Emi ran back to her room, sat down on her bed, and cried. She was going through a rough patch in her life. Her father was gone almost all of the time, and her parents were always fighting when he got back. Emi sat in the bathroom and looked in the linen closet for some tissues. When she found them, she pulled them out, and a pack of razor blades fell down. She gazed at the sharpened pieces of metal. She reached out for one, then heard her mother call her to dinner. She walked out of the bathroom, thinking of what she was about to do. She stared at her plate throughout dinner, while her parents bickered back and forth. Her tears fell down her face and stained her potatoes with black mascara. Her father ran to her side.
"What's wrong," her father asked, "why are you crying?"
"SHUT UP," Emi screamed as high as her voice would carry, "GET AWAY FROM ME. I'M SICK OF THIS FAMILY"
Emi pushed her father away and ran to the bathroom. She locked the door behind her. She looked into the mirror. Her tears were staining her face, as they ran down. Her black eye's sparked with anger. She turned around and picked up the razor from the floor. She rolled up her sleeve and pressed it to her skin. The sensation was agonizing. Her pain and sorrow was leaking from her wound. She grabbed a towel and pressed it firmly to the gash. She grabbed some band-aids and sealed up the wound. Just then, she heard a knock on the window, it was Isamu. She opened it for him, his calm exterior unaware of what happened. She jumped to him and clutched his warm body. Her tears were running into his jacket. She collapsed to her knees. Isamu kneeled down, to gaze into her eyes. He pierced her soul and grabbed her hand. His warmth was escaping into her, her blood was still trickling out.
"Come with me," Isamu whispered, "everything is all right."
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He brought her to the roof and wrapped her in his blanket. He apparently was sleeping outside. His little nest was comfortable. He tended to her wound, his father was an apothecary. He wrapped some herbs in gauze and tied it firmly to her forearm.
"Why would you do that to yourself?" Isamu asked, with a hint of concern in his voice, "You don't need to cut, to relieve pain. If you ever need help, just come to me."
"My parents were fighting again," Emi cried into Isamu's chest, "I just can't take it anymore. I want them to stop."
"I went through the same thing," Isamu said, "my parents split up eventually and I'm fine now. They just needed time apart."
"I don't want my parents to split," Emi cried, "I want everything to be ike it was, when I was a kid."
"It's all right," Isamu replied, "if they ever do, I'll be there for you. You can count on it."
She looked at him and smiled. Her tears had turned his shirt black, and her face was darkened. Isamu ran inside his house quickly and grabbed a new shirt, along with a towel. He jumed back to the roof and handed her the towel. She grabbed the towel and wiped off her face. While her eyes were covered, Isamu changed quickly, before she could see him. They gazed upon the stars and laughed together. They agreed to start a journey tomorrow, not for Myrrh, but for no reason at all. As they looked upon the celestial screen, Emi fell asleep in Isamu's arms. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
The sun danced across the horizon, and first hit the Crystal. Light shone throughout the town. Isamu's roof was bare and a chalice was missing from Emi's house. Isamu and Emi set out to see the River Belle. They would return, when they felt their parents had suffered enough. As far as Emi's parents knew, Emi was still in the bathroom. Isamu's father fought with him the night before, and kicked him out.
They stopped at the school to pick up weapons, in case they came into trouble. No one knew where they were. No one saw them leave. Emi hoped, that her parent's would calm down, by the time she got back.
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Chap 3 end. This might be wierd, but Im listening to The Darkness, right now. I hoped you liked it.