6:48 PM [Kagamine Residence]

"I told you I hated you, but I really do care about you."

"Oh my God." Len groans as he rubs his temple in frustration and resentment. "Rin, why the hell did you get into a physical fight?" My brother says as he faces me from across the dining table but I don't say a word.

There isn't anything I could say. I didn't want to tell him about the crap that I had been going through for the past few months.

Len sighs again, "Why don't you ever tell me what's going on?" He asked sternly, "Do you really hate me that much?" I shake my head, swallowing as saliva trickles down my throat.

"Then why won't you talk!?" He yelled, his voice cracking up while he stood up from the table, making me flinch. "...I can show you my cuts." I whisper hoarsely, and I flinch at the sound of it.

"Cuts?" He repeats, "What freaking cuts-" I interrupt his sentence as I pull down my sleeve, revealing my pale discolored scarred arm.

Len gasped.

Each cut burned in agony. Every Freaking...Inch.

It hurt like hell.

I expected him to yell at me, to be pissed at me, to tell me that there is nothing I should be depressed about, as everyone else says. But instead, he walks up to my shallow figure and wraps his arms around me, hugging me tightly. The warmth of his clothes made me feel euphoric, and I felt like I was going to burst into tears any minute now. "L-Len..."

"It's okay," he soothes me as he caresses my back, "Everything is going to be okay." The sound of his voice made my heart cry. Why was he being so nice to me? Why is everyone that I treated like shit lately being so forgivable to me? Even after what I said a year ago, did he still care about me?

Unconsciously, I start crying. I screamed and cried in his arms uncontrollably as my face grew red and weary, saliva drooped out of my mouth and I cried out everything that I felt during the past few months.

It felt good, crying out everything I had felt.

My heart ached as I wailed over his small whispers, loud and hard, I couldn't even hear what he was saying to me anymore. My grip on him tightens as I whine and sob, and nothing could be heard.

6:27 AM

I opened my eyes.

My eyes were puffy and swollen, they ached even though I had put ice on them the night before.

I slowly sit up from my bedroom and scan my cold blue eyes around the room. It was dirty, I hadn't cleaned it in a while. Clothes were piled all over my room, sweaters and shirts were disorganized in my white closet, the dresser in the corner was half empty.

Whatever, I'm too depressed to even do anything. I don't even have the energy to do anything. I don't feel like doing anything. I got out of my room, rubbing my eyes to see my brother, who was tying his shoelaces, and noticed me wrapped in a vanilla-colored fluffy blanket. "Morning."

"Pfft- Morning. Hope you had a good sleep." He stifles a laugh, breaking the sad moment. "You look like a burrito." He chuckles softly as he tightens the blanket around me, pinching my cheeks playfully. "I'm surprised you don't have a boyfriend yet, isn't my sister cute?" He awkwardly says, while pinching my cheeks playfully, trying to make me feel better.

I don't laugh.

He ruffles my hair, "I couldn't make you breakfast, I woke up late. You can order some take out though," he says, then swallows nervously before grabbing a cup of water that was placed on the table and handing it to me. "Can you sit down? I have to tell you something." I sit down beside him on the kitchen table, huddling inside my cozy blanket.

"Listen..I.." He hesitates, "I signed you to a therapist. I want to help you feel better, okay?" Len says soothingly, but I don't listen. I was pissed. "Why the hell did you sign me up to a freaking therapist!?" This time I'm yelling, "Why am I gonna talk to some random person that I don't even know!?" I yelled out abruptly, making him mad.

"Dude! I'm only doing this because I care about you!" He yells.

I freeze.

Len sighed in frustration, "Why are you acting this way?" He scoffed, shaking his head in response.

"Because...because.." I struggle to find the words to say. "Because of her." I whisper hoarsely, sniffling. Len froze, his hands slowly forming into fists. "She's everything I'm insecure about.." I whisper, my voice low and quiet. "Shut up." Len whispers shakily, "What?" I flinch.

"SHUT UP! You don't even know what type of SHIT SHE GOES THROUGH!" He yelled out abruptly, his breath intense and heavy. I flinched, covering my ears. Why was he acting this way?

I've never been yelled at like this before. I've never felt so terrified in my life.

Does...does he hate me now?

"Ah.." He winces, "...Shit." He curses now, then sighed in frustration. "I'm leaving." He muttered under his breath, snarling before leaving and slamming the door, in which I flinched in response.

I thought about what my brother had said, could she really be going through something terrible? Yeah sure, obviously I know that but still. What is it?

Was my mind playing tricks with me?

And why do I hate her so much?

What the hell is going on?

8:07 PM [Megurine Residence]

"Len-kun, are you sure you don't want anything to eat?" Miku says gently as she stares at the blonde-haired male, who was lying down on her bed with a blank pillow covering his face. "I can order some take-out, Luka-san isn't here anyway." Miku giggles, snickering shyly.

"Len?" The tealette says again, but he doesn't say anything.

He only moves the pillow away from his face and stares at Miku, who was standing in front of the bed. He gently grabbed her waist, pulling her closer as he buried his face in her stomach, sighing in frustration.

His warm breath brushed against the thin layer of her t-shirt, which tickled her stomach and made her giggle. "...That tickles," Miku says sweetly, caressing his hair softly, "...Are you okay..?" Len only responds with a quiet hum, before sighing loudly with a grimace and facing the tealette in front of him.

He sighed in exhaustion, forcing a smile. "I'm fine, just...tired." He muttered under his breath, burying his face on her shoulder this time. He slowly faced her neck, but his eyes widened once he caught something.

...

Scars.

They looked fresh. "...Miku," he says sternly, his breath brushing against the delicate surface of her neck. "Ah..um..yeah?" She quietly winces but smiles as he pulls back, facing her with a twisted serious expression. "Why do you...have cuts on your neck?" Miku froze. "O-oh..um.." she spoke quietly, giving him a hesitant smile. "I..um.." The tealette forces another pained smile as she continues stammering. "Miku." Len says sternly yet gently, "What's going on?" He says.

"Sigh. Not now, Len. I'm tired. I don't want to argue with you." she peeped, crawling next to him on the bed. "...Fine." he sighed in exhaustion, rubbing his temple before flopping himself on the surface of the bed.

...

Len sighed again, and said; "Hey, come here." He contoured his figure to face the tealette, wrapped his arms around her waist, and suddenly pulled her closer. "A-ah- L-Len?" Miku reddens, but he doesn't respond.

The only response that could be heard was...

"I love you."

Miku instantly froze on the spot, her face reddened with shock and surprise as she felt her palm grow clammy and sweaty. She could hear her heart throbbing in her eardrums, and her breath pacing intensely. "Wh-what are you saying so suddenly..? I-...u-um.." She swallowed nervously, the warmth of her saliva crawled down her throat. He didn't say anything again, and only clutched her tighter.

"It's okay if you don't love me." He quietly murmured, "I just wanted to tell you that I love you."

Miku's expression relaxed, but her heart was still rattling inside her chest. "...B-but why are you..telling me this..?" She questioned, facing his tired expression as he forced a sleepy smile, and tucked a remainder of her teal locks behind her ear. "...Because I don't want anything bad happening to you." He says gently, blushing a bit. "...I don't want anything bad happening to you either," Miku says, planting a kiss on the tip of his reddened nose. "I love you too, Len."

He cheesily smiled in return and sighed in frustration before burying his head on her shoulder.

"Can we just stay like this for a while?"

Miku's eyes widened a bit, his voice slowly began cracking up, like he was holding back tears from oozing out of his eyes. "Yeah." Miku says, "We can stay here for as long as you want." Len was a bit confused by her actions, but she seems to get it. "Okay, thanks." He whispers, clasping her tighter.

The two of them stay close together for a very, very long time.

9:09 PM [Kagamine Residence]

Ring...

Ring...

Ring...

Rin groaned quietly as she buried her face in her soft pillow, sighing in frustration and resentment. She huddled inside her vanilla-colored blanket, the hem of it making her feel warm and fuzzy on the inside.

"Life sucks." She says quietly to herself, sneering at her own comment as a tear rolled down her cheek. She laid there for a while afterward until her phone began ringing in the dead silence. Rin scrambled quickly from her bed as she grasped her cellphone, placing the small box near her ear and she answered the call.

"Gumi?-"

"What do you want?" Gumi's frail cold voice rang in Rin's ears, the blonde female could tell she was upset. "Look, I'm sorry. I blurted it out. I didn't mean to-" Gumi sniffled, sobbing quietly in the background as Rin stopped her sentence. "..Gumi..?" Rin silently whispers, her voice low.

"Sorry isn't gonna fix anything, Rin." Gumi snarls, wiping her eyes as she quietly sobs. Rin gaped but nothing would blurt out of her gawking mouth. After all, what could she say to her sobbing friend? She was already heartbroken, and she didn't know how to glue her back together.

"You already broke your promise, so don't bother."

"Gumi, wait-"

But it was too late.

Gumi had already hung up the phone.