Chapter # 8: Tohma's Secret
I finally caught up with him.
"What was that about? Why'd you take off on us?"
"Shu-chan…I have reasons…But I don't like to remember them…"
"Someone hurt you…Didn't they?"
Tohma didn't answer. He sighed and held out his arm to me. Slowly he moved up his sleeve. Lines, pink lines marked his soft flesh in many different areas. Some crossed over each other like x's.
"T-Tohma…You mean you used to…But why would…?"
"I'm sorry…Shuichi…"
I backed away from him, my fingers brushing against my lips gently. Hot tears trailed down and along my cheeks slowly.
'No! No, it can't be! He can't be a…Suicidal…'
"How long…Have you been like this?" I questioned.
He sighed,
"A couple years now…Suguru knows…Everyone knows…"
"I…I want to help you to stop this…I don't want you to…cut yourself anymore…"
He dug threw his pocket slowly until he found what he was looking for. He slid it from his pocket.
"A…Mini blade?"
He held it in his hand and held it out towards me,
"If you're to help me, you have to take this away first…"
I took the blade and shoved it in my pocket,
"I see you with another one Tohma, and I'll take it too." I stated sternly.
He sighed and smiled,
"Good."