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Chapter Two:
Day-mare
Morning came too soon for me. My father was drunk again last night and I left him to sleep on the floor in the kitchen whilst I shut my door. Seriously, all he does is go out and drink his money away – I offended wonder how was he suppose to eat everyday. Actually, I don't really care now…I think I should buy myself some breakfast instead of making my own. He owns the house and treats me shit yet he never has the courage of letting me leave and live somewhere else. I would if I could but…
He had to bring that damn letter in.
Yeah, I'm tied to him because of a letter my mother wrote to me entitling me to something of hers. Something that my father hid and never told me about but I knew it was something. I had to claim it and to do that, I have to know what it is – that old fag has the letter stashed somewhere. Sue him I would, if I have the money to get a damn lawyer but I don't, besides, I don't care a balls about this crap. All I had to do is somehow find it and understand what my dead mother left me…
Yeah my mother's dead…
She left me when I was very young…
"Fuck this, my head hurts" I heard my father cry from the kitchen.
I blinked my eyes and quickly swung my shoulder bag over my shoulders before grabbing my keys and my stash of money. I aint leaving until I cleaned my room of every money and shit that I need, so he wouldn't come and take whatever he wanted. There was no way I would let him steal my stuff…
Opening the window, I shut it behind me and crept onto the roof. There was a drain pipe at the end of the roof and I had always used it to escape down to the ground, I know its weird to not use the front door but I rather not help my bitch of a father out. Him and his hangovers, there's no way I would let myself be late just taking him and using my money on him. Actually, there's no way I would even talk to that idiot. Feeling my feet touch the ground, I adjusted my bag and started to sneak away. I jumped my neighbour's fence and made a run for it down the road before the old hag peeked out of the window for me or just to see what was going on outside. He usually does that…
Soon when I knew I was out of sight, I hit the road towards the train station. Yeah, I have to take the train to school – too freaken far to walk and I aint got the patience.
I boarded the 7:35 train ride and stood by the door holding one of the provided rails. It would take me at least 15 minutes to get to my spot so I decided to listen to some music while I'm at it. I didn't get the chance to listen to the CD player yesterday so today's the day.
Ahhh…the headphones feel much better blocking out the conversation of people. I don't need to hear their shit and rats about anything. I don't need to know their stupid problems so leave me be into my own world. Leave me be…
Man do I so wish I had a world of my own where no one could bother me.
I just want to be alone.
Instantly the music boomed into my ears and made me smile. That's better, that's much better. My favourite rock band sung into my ears and made me nodded my head to the music with closed eyes. To a world I can escape to, this was the life. But it wouldn't last too long due to the fact that I sudden heard a screech in the headphones making me winch and open my eyes. The screech kept playing and I over heard someone talking over the static of my music.
"World away…other…spirits"
What the…
"Hurts so muc…come, he…want to se…"
I blinked and pulled off the headphones but something felt strange when I did. Everything around me…suddenly turned so…dark and cold.
"What the…" I blinked my eyes around me to see that the train had completely stopped moving. The walls were stained with some sort of dark crimson colour and there were crushed windows and cold air pilling in. It was dark outside and it appears that I was in the middle of nowhere. No one was on the train, I felt alone and somehow I figured that this wasn't a dream.
"You came…I've wai…looking for y…hurts so muc…."
My CD player was still emitting the strange voice but it was much more static and inaccurate. It was a woman's voice but she was once in a while cut off by the static. I blinked. What the bloody hell was going on here? And what happened to everyone and what kind of sick joke is this? Then I heard something. It sounded like the hiss of the train's door opening somewhere in the other carriages behind me. I twisted around but couldn't see due to the thick darkness. The moon was no help and it was worst to even try and figure out what the hell was going on. Blinking, I tried to turn off my CD player but found that when I clicked it off, the women's voice was still there.
"Wha---"
But before I could curse at it, I heard the door hiss open right behind me. I froze, not sure what to do but I felt some cold air brush along the back of my shirt. Why didn't I wear on my blazer instead of leaving it at home? Slowly turning my head I found that the woman's voice had finally become still. I spun around but saw no one, only the empty carriages which seemed to have no end due to the darkness at the far end. I blinked but froze when I felt heavy breathes along the back of my neck.
"I've finally…found you…"
I felt my body shiver but I could not move to the hissing sound of the chilling person. Instantly I felt two icy cold hands grasp my eyes covering my sights and in reaction I pushed the person away running forward. Whatever that person was doing I didn't wanted to know, I ran forward pushing my cold legs to the fullest. I slammed into the door and grunted to try and bang the button to hiss open but it appeared jammed.
"Freaken damn stupid---!"
I banged harder and cursed louder as I struggled to get the doors to open. I couldn't see pass the glass doors because it was entirely covered in some sort of stain yet I did not want to look back or go back to that whatever freak.
"You can't escape…Yas---"
"Open up damn it!" I shouted interrupting the person whilst banging my numb hands on the button. I could feel the person approach closer and closer as each time I banged on it. That person…no -- woman was close and before she could do anything to me, like suddenly grab me again – the doors hissed open making me fall forward into the darkness.
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"Hey – you okay?"
I blinked my eyes open to see some people had gathered around me. Blinking confused they sighed knowing that I was okay, well to them that is. I sat up and looked around to see that I was still in the train but it wasn't like the one before. It was normal and had nothing wrong except for the normal graffiti of the gangsters had done last week. People soon left me knowing that I was okay and started to talk whilst I blinked and slowly stood up.
"Good to see you're okay"
I turned my head to see an adult smile at me. It made me want to punch his face but I reframed myself from doing so.
"You just past out suddenly and we had no idea if you were sleeping or knocked out. Strange though, you were breathing normally yet it didn't appear as you were sleeping"
What the hell? I ignored him by turning my head away and staring out the window to realize that my stop had come. That took the entire 15 minutes? A bit taken back of what happened I found that I must have been somehow daydreaming that horrible nightmare out of nowhere. Even my CD player was completely shut off but the CD was still inside as I clicked it open to check. The battery was fine. There was nothing wrong with the headphones…
"Was I dreaming?" I said to myself as I begun to walk out of the station.
Whatever that was, it was just too weird to pin point it.
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It was around lunch time when I was approached by some giggling girls.
I became annoyed that they came to bother me but before I could ignore them and walk away, they blocked off my road knowing my behaviour. Stupid girls, I aint that predictable all the time…
"Um, excuse me…" asked one girl with one side of her hair clipped back with a red pin. I knew her, she was in my class this morning for English and she only sat about two rows in front of me with her three weird friends. What was her name again…
"I um…wanted…to give --- this" she cried blushing whilst shoving it into my chest. It was a pink letter with my name on it and hers.
Oh yeah, that's right…her name was Natsumi Horinama. She's a B rank student with good grades and a nice personality as many say. She claims to have known me since year 2 but I never really cared. At least she wasn't proclaiming she was my girlfriend like that Yunorika girl…
"P-please read it…read it at home…I—please" and with that she rushed off with a red face.
What the hell? I stared at the letter and was about to toss it when one of the girls grasped it out of my hands and shoved into my bag. Seriously now! What the FUCK?!
"Read it later, okay?!" cried the insane girl as she threw her hair back and ran after her friends.
I blinked my eyes and sighed. I was about to reach into my bag and toss the stupid letter until I heard my name been called out.
"Oy! Kizu! It's me! Katoki!"
Ah damn…
Anything but him…
At that moment I broke into a run down the hallway hearing him call out after me. Hell no would I stop for you, you stalker! Running I also heard the sound of footsteps following behind me and exactly knew that he was chasing me down the halls. Why the bloody hell is he following me?
Freaken crazy no-lives…
NOTE: well it looks like the story is progressing very slowly - sorry folks but i'll get to the main storyline soon enough...atm you'll have to bare wit me - girls are kinda...funny nowadays...LOL...yeah well I'm off for now so bye bye
Ps: thank you for you time...xD