hey again to those who read my fics..well i guess you can see my chapters are beginning to get short..i haven't really worked on this story because i've been busy expressing my ideas in other stories..so please don't be mad if it's too short or whatever..i'm trying hard to save the best for last..so hope you enjoy this chapter.
mariezha
No Longer Existing
chapter five: A Better Life?
Even though Akina's mom decided to change and the baby was coming in two more months, she didn't show happiness or excitement. She was glad that everything was going back to normail but it didn't feel right. Akina thought for awhile. What if everyone goes back? Mom goes back to her job, Ryoki starts drinking again, Yami may not even be the father. Alls these things are confusing me...
"AKINA!" Yami yelled.
Akina walked into the next room, the baby's room. Amazed with how it was decorated, she cried with tears of happiness. Everyone cam around to hug her just like a big happy family. Thy had left her in the room so she could rest for a bit. The room was pale yellow and had so much warmthness. There had been so much stuffed animals, which Akina seemed to love. But what she loved most was the rocking chair that was placed beside the baby's cradle. She slowly sat in the chair, rocking back and forth. Akina imagined holding the baby. Imagined its eyes had a mixture of blue and purple and had soft skin. But Akina snapped out. Is this what I want? Will I know if everything will be fine?
That night, Akina and Yami were alone in the baby's room. They stared outside from the big window that had yellow curtains. "So, how'd you think we did?"
"It's perfect. I never expected yellow was a good colour for a room."
"Me neither. But it was a good pic. Only two more months and the baby will be here."
"Plus the results of the father's baby. This is going to be difficult."
"I know what you mean."
"Ryoki loves kids and he'll probably be glad to know he might be the father. And you, Yami, it'd be so cool to have you as the father of my baby. Somehow, you'd make a better father than Ryoki."
"Let's just wish for the best."
It became silent again. As they stared outside, the full moon was shining on them. Akina felt mesmerized, thinking. Then out of nowhere, she asked, "What happens if nothing changed?"
"Huh? What do you mean?" he asked, confusingly.
"I mean what would happen if I lost the baby or Ryoki starts drinking again or mom does her old job to get more money? What would happen?"
"Don't know. People do what they want. We try to make a difference in them. Not all agree to go thorough these circumstances. So, I guess it depends. Why?"
"I was just wondering. What if I died?"
"You wouldn't dare kill yourself. You have a better life now."
"A better life?"
"Yes. You should be happy and excited that you're going to have a baby, even if you don't know who the father is. Ryoki is going through some therapy. Your mom apologized for treating you recklessly and me, I'm always here for you."
Akina cried. "Thanks Yami. It is true, you are always there for me and you and Grandpa Moto are like a second family to me."
She hugged him and watched as the full moon shone. As they were to be asleep, Akina couldn't. She was thinking again. Yami's right. I shouldn't be thinking about the past. It will stay buried and I'll be waiting for the future in the present. But why do I always think something bad's bound to happen? Maybe death has chosen its next victim, or probably the victim has chosen death for itself. But I'm not the victim...right?
