Here you go! New chapter with another sad flashback that goes back a bit far this time. This is a sad chapter, but it explains a lot. Hope ya like it. Reviews are much appreciated.
NightPredator: Yeah, surprisingly enough, the flashback wasn't as hard as I thought it was going to be. And I liked how it flowed with the context of the rest of the chapter. No, I don't cut, but I have a friend who does. I try to make it as realistic as I can to a person who cuts. I like to take different out looks on things, and I thought I ought to write something for all the people who like Rei and are like me friend. Hope that answered your question.
FlamingDranzer: I'm really glad you can relate to it. That's what I was trying to get to. Realistic writing takes a lot of thought, but it's worth it if people can relate to it.
"Rei…please." Teira whispered, clasping her hand over the wound, wanting to make it go away. They both sat quietly for a moment, watching the blood drip down to his hand.
"W-what?" he finally replied, voice caught up. "Why do you want to make it go away?" He asked, his voice a hoarse whisper. "Everyone wants to make all of the scars go away, but…no one gets it."
"Rei…"
"You don't get it. None if you do."
"Stop R-Rei!" Teira cried out, holding her hand out in front of his face, blood covering her palm. Rei stared at emotionlessly. "Y-you couldn't want this…could you?"
Rei didn't reply, but thought on her words. Everybody was so busy seeing the blood and scars…seeing what the skin showed. They weren't really listening to Rei; they were watching to see what move he would make next. "I'm tired…of this" Rei finally spoke up. Teira nodded and set her hands on the side of her head.
"Rei…do you want to know what I was thinking? What I saw when Kai came to get me and Emma. W-when I saw you on the f-floor…do you want to know?" Teira was on the verge of tears. Rei stared at the ground, unsure of what to say. He barely let a "yes" escape his lips.
"'what if this is the last time I see him…?' that's what I thought...I blamed my…myself." Teira shook her head, trying to collect her thoughts. "I still do." Rei couldn't bring himself to words. Every thought he fumbled up wasn't worth speaking. Teira sighed deeply, making a drowning sound in the back of her throat. Rei glance at her and saw tears at the corner of her eyes. Guilt poured through him like rain, guilt and confusion.
"You don't need to…m-my…brother…" he croaked, barely above a whisper. Teira glance at him, eyes wide. "Brother…you have—?"
"Had—he died…along time ago." Rei set his head down on his arms, thinking back eight years ago.
Flashback
A teenager with long ebony hair stood at the mirror, staring at his refection. With another sigh, Zain Kon glared at the glass before turning around, his back against it and letting silver eyes wander down to his feet. Suddenly, a loud bang came from the door; Zain's eyes grew wide as he scurried over to the opposite side of the bathroom. "Zain?"
The teen sighed in relief, hearing his little brother's voice instead of his father's.
"Go away, Rei!" He yelled at his seven year old brother.
"Can I come in…?"
"No!" Zain listened hard for footsteps telling him Rei was walking away, but absolute quiet met him. He paced around the bathroom for a few minutes, glaring down at the tile.
"Please…Zain? Why can't I come in!" Rei spoke up, banging on the door with his fist.
"Because I said so. Now go away!"
"I'll tell mom!" Rei yelled back, banging harder on the door. Zain stormed over to the door and unlatched the lock. Swinging it open, he glared down at his little brother. "You better leave her out of this, Rei, I'm warning you!" He growled. Rei nodded and clutched onto his brothers leg. "Whatcha hiding?" Rei asked nosily. The Chinese teen sighed and looked down at the seven year old clinging to his leg, a softer expression on his face this time. "That's none of your business."
"Aw, common Zain!" Rei wriggled off his brother and ran across the room, flopping down on the bed. The older of the two turned off the light of the bathroom and fallowed at a slower pace, a depressing frown tugging at his lips. Rei smiled a carefree smile and bounced up and down on the bed, shaking the side table beside it. "Rei—!" Zain was about to scold his brother when a cry came from down the stairs, freezing both the siblings.
"Zain! Rei!" a woman's voice called from down stairs. Another cry cut it off before anything else could be said. Zain instantly darted out of the room without thinking, pausing on the landing. He saw an object collapse to the floor with a muffled thud. The Chinese teen jutted down the stares at high speed, four at a time, letting his fear eat away at him. "Mom!" He yelled, skidding to a stop at the bottom of the living room. He gasped at the sight of his mother on the floor, blood pooling around her body, immediately sick at his stomach, unable to take his eyes off of her body.
"Mama!" another cry came from the top of the stairs, sending Zain whirling on his heels. Rei was crying on the top ledge of the stairs, also staring down at his mother's crumpled body. The older boy quickly jutted a finger up the stairs, pointing at his brother, "Get in your room now, Rei! Lock the door!" Rei stared at his brother, tears streaming down his face. He took one last glance at his mother before darting back into the room he had come out of. Rei slammed the door shut behind him, locking the latch as tight as his arms could pull. He flopped down on his bed again, sobbing into his pillow and curling
his body into an oval. More silent minutes fallowed as the whole house seemed to hold its breath. And then a gun shot echoed through the walls. Rei looked up from the pillow, his mind comprehending everything in an instant.
"…Zain…Mama…" More tears flooded through his eyes, "g-gone…"
Teira looked up into Rei's eyes, tears brimming in her own. "y-your…father?"
Rei's hands tightened, "killed them."
"What did you do?" Rei blinked. "I…I ran. My grandparents took me up after that…and when I was twelve, my friends started cutting…so I tried it. Like an idiot. It hurt the first time. It hurt a lot." Teira nodded, edging him to go on.
"I didn't show or say anything else about cutting for about two more years. I covered the one scar that I had on my shoulder from my grandparents. I thought I would never do it again…and when I met Kai, Emma and you…things got gradually better.
"But one year I kept loosing more than I was winning, and things were going down hill. I was loosing matches and getting depressed, thinking back on my Mom and Zain. That's when I started up again…and then I lost control." Teira swallowed nervously and stared ahead of her, waiting for Rei to go on. After a few moments of silence, Rei spoke up.
"Remember that one day…Kai and I were battling. It was about three months from the European tournaments. I had lost and stormed in the bathroom…"
"Yeah…you didn't talk for the rest of the night." The younger teen whispered, voice breaking up at the remembrance.
Rei breathed in, remembering what kai had said that day, "That was the day that Zain and Mom died…eight years ago. I guess I was remembering how my brother used to love beyblading too…that's why I lost."
"Rei…" Teira whispered.
"I blamed myself too…that's why I do what I do…because if I hadn't of listened to my brother, maybe he would still be here. Maybe I wouldn't have ruined my life...and his too"
Welp, another depressing chapter, but the next one'll get better. Lol, I keep saying that, but I swear it will. Besides alittle depression is great for drama. This chapter was hard to write, so the next one should be easier. But I doubt it.
Next Chapter: What will the therapist say when she understands Rei's logic for cutting?
L2B out. A presto