I don't know, but the next few chapters will probably have a TON of drama. Proceed at your own risk!
Shioreta POV
"I...get..." I hesitated, afraid to say it out loud.
"What?" she inquired.
"..."
"...abused..." I finally said.
"What?! Why?!" Osora talk/shouted.
"T-They think it's my fault that you disappeared. They think I should have protected you and Shiromi" I whispered.
"But why did you believe them?" she asked.
"..."
"Because it was true."
Osora POV
"Because it was true."
Those words were the ones that shocked me the most.
"But why? You were only three, you couldn't have even spouted a few curse words," I said.
"I only wanted to make them proud," she said.
"Listen Merodi, you are you. Don't worry about their words, listen to your heart and what you believe," I said, gripping her shoulders.
She smiled. A true genuine smile that I haven't seen since I was 5.
"I best be going now. See you tomorrow sis," she said. I smiled at the word sis.
Little did I know that someone was watching and recording us.
The Next Morning
I walked to the West Fountain but Shioreta wasn't there. Where could she be?
I roamed around the school and finally found her by the cherry tree...or Sakura Tree.
"Shioreta?" I called.
She whipped around with anger in her eyes."Someone was spying on us! She told the whole school everything! I only wanted a happy life, but she ruined everything!" she screamed, tears beginning to form in her eyes.
I stood there, digesting everything she had told me. She sat down beneath the Sakura Tree/Cherry Tree, her shoulders shaking with silent sobs. I comforted her while thinking to myself, whoever spread the word is going TO PAY!
I really wanted to earn back Merodi to get over it, but I knew it won't happen. Everything went downhill from there.
The delinquents made fun of her. I witnessed this since I started to go to the incinerator every morning. They called her weak and pathetic, since she blamed it on herself.
After a few more days, I snapped and yelled at the delinquents that it was called loyalty.
I knew that they were starting to mistrust me as well. They think I am becoming too soft for a delinquent. I attended all my classes, I started to care, I did everything a delinquent didn't do.
One morning, the delinquents came up to me.
"Osoro, we want you out of the delinquents, you are no longer fit for one. You are starting to act like a member of the student council. The very council that we had hated so much," Umeji said.
"If you're waiting for me to care, I hope you brought something to eat, because it's going to be a long time," I replied, not looking up.
*cue the ooo's*
"Listen loser! I don't have ti-," he shouted, face hot and flustered.
"The only loser I see here is YOU" I responded, still not looking up.
"WHY YOU LITTLE-" he shouted while drawing his baseball bat and swinging it at me.
A flash of metal caught my eye.
I looked up, only to see Umeji staring at his baseball bat in shock, now sliced into three pieces. Merodi was standing in front of him with her katana out of their sheaths.
"If you ever come near her again," Merodi said.
"The item that's sliced off will be your head. Do you understand me?" she said in a deathly calm voice.
"Y-Yes," Umeji squeaked as he ran off, followed quickly by the other delinquents. Merodi glared at them until they were out from her line of view.
"Thanks Lily," I said. She sheathed her katanas and walked away, but stopped abruptly and turned around when you said Lily.
"Why did you call me that?" she asked.
"I..." I quickly cut myself off, and gestured around the room. Thank goodness she understood what it meant.
Outside by the Sakura/Cherry Tree while I am getting annoyed writing this over and over again...
"So...why did you call me that?" she asked. (Oh yeah, I forgot to mention that Osora has amnesia. This is my friend Frost's idea)
"Shioreta...that's Japanese for wilted. You only chose that name because we used to call you Lily. You use this name because you considered yourself a 'wilted flower'," I said," I said.
I heard Merodi giggling.
"What's so funny?" I asked.
"You were a delinquent that had skipped classes and now your talking like an experienced detective!" she giggled.
"And what's so funny about that?" I asked, not catching on.
"I dunno, I just think it's funny. Let's go now," she said.
"Wait," I said as I grabbed her arm.
"Yeah?"
"Can I go see mom again? I want to see her," I said.
"Umm..sure?" she said uncertainly.
"Great, c'mon. Let's go," I said.
At the Mansion where the Hanas lived (Merodi Hana, Osora Hana, and Shiromi Hana)
"This place is big!" I said, admiring everything.
"Yeah, we get new furniture on a weekly basis, new sofas, new chairs, new cushions, new chandeliars..." she listed.
"Where do you sleep?" I asked.
"I don't have a bedroom, I made myself a 'tree-house' where I sleep in," she replied.
"You sleep outside! How do you even do that, it gets so cold in the winter," I said.
"I get use to it, the tree house is an actual house to me now," she said.
"*****, YOU HOME YET?! GET OVER HERE!" I heard someone shout.
"I need to go, my moms calling me," she said.
"I'm goin with you," I said seriously.
She looked like she wanted to protest, but she just sighed and nodded.
Her mom was in the kitchen.
"Who's this," her mom snarled.
She stared her mom straight in the eye.
"Osora Hana, your middle daughter," she said.
I'M SORRY IT WAS CRINGY OKAY? I HAVE CONSTANT WRITERS BLOCK AND IT'S HARD TO THINK UP IDEAS WHEN YOU CONSTANTLY HAVE AN ANNOYING YOUNGER BROTHER POUNDING ON YOUR DOOR ALL DAY WANTING TO PLAY GEOMETRY DASH ON MY COMPUTER!