Hm...
Tests are starting...
Reports are piling up...
I can hardly see my keyboard underneath all the homework. (That was exagerating... But still...)
Hmm... My friends are pretty pissed at me... Don't know why... Soo... I'm sorry for updating kinda late again. XP
There are a couple more swear words here... So...
Just a warning.
And enough of my rambling, onto the chapter!
Wrong Theory
I blinked, once, twice.
Wow.
Exactly how I felt the last time I went to see one of Red's memories.
Normal.
Picking myself off the ground, I was relieved to find out there wasn't blood underneath me. Also there were no bodies, no fire, and no smoldering flesh.
Taking a couple of deep breaths, I looked around for Red.
He was no where to be seen…
Damn…
I pushed strands of my hair out of my face and continued to walk through the forest I had landed in.
The trees looked all strange and funny…
I didn't know Japan had these types of trees…
I wonder what they're called…
Shaking my head, I turned to the matter at hand.
I don't know how long I've been out, and I don't know how much longer I can stay unconscious before the school sends me to the hospital…
A black blur passed right in front of my face.
Something sharp also pierced my cheek, and then passed right through.
Hm… So I couldn't get hurt here…
The black blur suddenly stopped in front of me, a smirk on his face.
"Hey Red!" I cried out, waving at him for fun, he couldn't see my anyway.
Of course he didn't notice, his crimson eyes focused on something behind me.
I turned around and my eyes found what Red was looking at.
Another crazy, insane lunatic dressed up as some kind of monster.
Where did Red find all these people?
Suddenly a thought entered my mind.
Was he going to kill this one as well…? 'Cause if he was, I was going to lose whatever I had for breakfast today…
I watched as the dressed up guy ran towards Red, both of them had swords…
Damn…
I don't want to watch…
I closed my eyes tightly, holding my breath.
But of course, my curiosity mixed with the instinct of having to know what happens to help Red move on, made me open my eyes.
Red was losing.
I mean, sure, he didn't look strong, but I always thought he was the kind that always won.
And sure, most ghosts I helped didn't use swords or fight with insane lunatics that dressed up as monsters, but still… Red was the kind of person I thought that, you know, always succeed in anything he tried to do.
I watched as the insane guy, whom was much bigger than Red by the way, pushed Red nearer and nearer to the edge of a cliff, which I just noticed was there.
Shit…
Is this how Red died?
I forced myself to watch some more, so that I could help him move on.
You don't want him to go… You're so selfish.
Damn my conscience…
My conscience is wrong...
I saw a type of jewel, I think, perfectly round, and glittering in the sun. The jewel hung off Red's neck by a simple string.
Red's eyes were focused on the jewel.
The lunatic swung his sword.
Red leaned back, to avoid the sword slashing his face. Oh yea, Red was much shorter than the lunatic.
And the sword cut through the string keeping the jewel on Red's neck.
The jewel, along with a little bit of the string, flew into the air, Red's eyes still locked on it, and then fell.
I suppose there was a river under the cliff; I could hear a water sound.
Maybe the jewel was why Red was hanging around?
Add that to the theory list.
Shit…
My hands flew towards my mouth to keep me from losing my breakfast.
Red was falling off the cliff.
I hate watching people's deaths!
Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit…
I heard a sort of twanging sound, and Red suddenly appeared out of no where, a pissed off look on his face.
He held out his sword and it went right through the lunatic.
Blood escaped its rightful home.
Before I started to black out again, which probably meant the memory was done, I saw Red looking over the cliff, looking even more pissed.
Yep, it was probably the jewel.
That's why he was hanging around…
XOXOXO
Wailing sounds coming from the ambulance.
Red, blue lights flashing in my eyes.
Police men telling me I should get back.
Paramedics telling me this is my only chance.
Too much things happening at once.
They push me towards the wrecked black car.
I hear a crying from inside.
My breath gets caught in my throat.
This can't be happening… It can't!
"Jo…"
I bend down, still in a trance like state.
I see her, Ivy, the strong one. The one that never cracks. The one that never cries.
She's sobbing her eyes outs, blood spread around her.
She's trapped under the car, her lower body slowly being crushed.
"Don't be like me. Never cry. It just makes you lose faith in humanity." She sobs.
I'm still in a trance.
How could this happen?
And then they pull me away, pushing me towards the ambulance.
My brother's inside.
He's unconscious.
There's also a bunch of blood around him.
He's on life support I think.
They drive to the hospital.
The ambulance is still wailing.
This isn't happening.
It's a fucking bad nightmare.
The machine starts to beep slower.
I didn't think they had those kinds of machines in an ambulance.
His eyes open suddenly, and he starts to choke.
Before he died he said his last words to me as well.
"I hate seeing you cry."
And then he died.
What the hell just happened!
XOXOXO
I sat up, and immediately looked around for a trash can.
I could feel my breakfast gurgling around in my stomach.
I couldn't really tell where I was, except that there was a trash can a bit away from me.
Grabbing the trash can, I let my breakfast go.
Damnit…
If all Red's memories were like that, I am so going to be starved and dehydrated and sick to my stomach.
And if I see all my horrible memories after seeing Reds'…
I can't say I'll still be alive…
"Ms Jo. I'm glad you're decided to join us in the real world."
Damnit…
The counselor's still here?
"I see you might be a rather hard case to crack," He started, "So I'll be sending you to a friend of mine. She'll help you better than I can."
Don't talk about me like I'm a 'case to crack'.
I'm a real person!
He suddenly handed me a slip of paper.
"You'll be going there everyday after school, starting tomorrow. If you don't go, I'll be forced to call your parents."
Damnit…
The old 'I'll be forced to call your parents' threat.
…
I'm still scared of it.
Stupid asshole, I'm gonna kick his ass, if only you weren't a teacher…
I growled slightly, and angrily crumpled the piece of paper in my hand.
I'm really gonna kick your ass; you just wait you… smug bald bastard that… is forcing me to go to a random person's house…
Hm… Swearing in your mind, eh?
Oh shut up, you stupid smug conscience… I'll kick your ass too... You just wait, I'll show you...
XOXOXO
"Take off your cloak." I ordered, facing Red.
He seemed startled.
"I'm not going to do anything perverted, I need to check something…"
He glared at me, but after hesitating, simply took off his cloak.
I blushed.
He was wearing this shirt I had only seen on pictures of gangsters. Kinda like a sleeveless top, except more boyish.
And I could see his muscles.
Still blushing, I noticed two strings around his neck.
His shirt was hiding what was on the strings.
I absent-mindly leaned close to him, and brought out the jewels.
Yep, plural.
Jewels.
They looked about the same to me, and obviously Red wasn't hanging around to look for the one he lost.
It looked like he had found the one he lost plus another one.
Poo…
Scratch that theory off the list.
"What the hell are you doing?"
I tilted my head slightly, only to find myself too close to Red's face for my liking.
Shit…
XOXOXO
Why are there so much stairs?
Why, why, why?
I was out of breath by the time I got to the top of all those damn stairs.
My face was red as well, and I was all sweaty.
Why, why did the counselor's friend have to live in a temple?
Why?
Mumbling curses under my breath I knocked on the old fashioned Japanese door.
The one that slides back and forth.
Those doors are fun to play with when they belong to you.
I knocked again.
No one was answering.
Knock.
Silence.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
Silence.
Pound. Kick. Curse.
Silence.
I twitched.
You've got to be kidding me.
I was just about to leave when I heard the door slide open, and something hit me rather hard on the back of my head.
"Ow!" I exclaimed, rubbing my head.
There was going to be a bump tomorrow…
I turned around, pretty pissed off.
Behind me stood an old woman.
She had faded pink hair, which I'm guessing she dyed, and brown eyes.
She was currently glaring at me.
"Come in, baka." She muttered under her breath, and without even waiting for my answer, spun around and walked into the temple.
Man, Japan had a lot of weird people…
Sinn7132: I try to update at least once every three days, but that never works, so I end up updating once a week...
I'm glad you like my story:3
And yes, Jo talks rather... 'specially.'
Suntiger: Eep, I'm sorry for bothering you. XP
Well, I'm sure you'll make an excellent therapist... I used to want to be one, but then I got tired of listening to people not cooperating when I tried to help them... XP I'm really impatient sometimes...
Angel134826: Sure! You can use some ideas, but don't steal them! And I'm glad you like my story as well.
chaostenshi: I can cut you off whenever I want. :coughIamevilcough:
Jadeelf: Well, yep, kind of. Techincally everyone's pretty upset, but I just haven't introduced 'everyone' yet.
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