I awakened in a cold sweat. It was still dark, but there was angry yelling beyond the door. I was still a bit afraid of my current predicament, and my wrist was shaking as it does when I'm nervous.

The yelling ceased after a while. I heard heavy footsteps, and the door swung open. Bright lights above me flickered to life, and I sat anxiously as a swaying man approached. The door swung closed behind him, but he didn't seem to care. He threw himself down next to me and gave me a lopsided smile.

"My name's Dave," he said, and I could smell alcohol on his breath. Oh, so he was drunk. Yay.

"Hello?" I replied a bit fearfully.

"Ah don't be like that, man!" He slurred. I gulped. "Stop being such a wuss. I ain't gonna hurt you unless boss gives the orders. He doesn't plan on it anytime soon though, so don't worry!" I paled. Great, I had who knows how long until this 'boss' decides to hurt me.

"Okay," I started slowly as to not anger the man. "I'm Kyoya, but I'm sure you knew that."

"Duh, we didn't just grab you because you were there!" He grinned. I see the delirium is settling into this man nicely. He appears to have LOST HIS MARBLES.

"I see," I nodded. Actually, this was good information. I was the target, meaning that they probably wouldn't go after the host club. Maybe...

"Yeah, so they sent me in here to be a big downer. Hate to be the bearer of bad news-" he paused and scratched his chin thoughtfully.

"Yes?" I prodded. What bad news?

"Well, I gotta explain. You see, we called your dad-for the ransom, or course-and he pretty much said that you were dead to him. Yeah, I think that's right. I mean, no, that's not RIGHT. That's was HAPPENED, but it ain't RIGHT-" he rambled. I stopped listening as he continued on.

My dad, my own father, refused to pay the ransom to free me from kidnappers. He really hated me, didn't he? What did I do wrong? Where had I failed him? My grades were above and beyond anything anyone else could hope for. My only physical defect was my poor eyesight. Was I just not good enough because I was his third son? Was that a qualification for his hatred? What had I done to deserve this?! I didn't CHOOSE to be born third! I didn't CHOOSE to be born at all!

"Yeah, so sorry about that, but boss is giving you two days before he either beats you to death or shoots you. Or you become one of his crew, but I seriously doing it," the man concluded. "Anyway, see you around, kid." I nodded silently, and he exited the room once again. The lights shuttered off.

Tiny tears formed in my eyes, and I tried desperately to blink them away. Breath in through the mouth, out through the nose. A single tear escaped my eyelashes and ran down my cheek.

My father really hated me. And for no good reason that I could see.

In through the mouth, out through the nose. More tears raced down my cheeks.

I had no hope. What? Was Tamaki going to rescue me? The host club? Who? Who would stop my death?

I gave a quiet, yet heartbroken cry and fell to my hand and knees. Tears flooded my eyes and blurred my vision even further.

I was going to die. There was no doubting it. I was either going to be beaten to death or forced to stare down the barrel of the gun that shot me. I was only sixteen!

My chest was tightening with despair. My arms shook, and my body trembled. Sobs passed my lips, and my bangs hung over my eyes. But I didn't bother to move them away.

I shouldn't have been crying because I was the cool type. I wasn't supposed to have time for emotions. I didn't need to be afraid because I always had the situation under control.

LIES. ALL OF IT. I'm human, too! And gosh darn it! I will cry when my own father disowns me and leaves me for dead! Shoot, I will downright fall apart if I need to! Screaming and punching and fighting!

IT ISN'T FAIR! I'M ONLY A KID! WHY DO I HAVE TO DEAL WITH THIS?!

I leaned back against the wall and cradled my head with my hands. My sobs died down to whimpers, and my whimpers quieted to shaky breaths. And I let go, gave up, and let myself fall unconscious.

A/N: Let it go, Kyoya. Let it go. You can't take it anymore! *covers face in shame*