I dont own shugo chara! I do own a pair of comfy shorts and an extra big shirt that is huge on me, not that any of that has anything to do with anything .
AND SLOWLY SHE BECOMES DEATH:
Chapter 12- Beauty Through Broken Glass
(Amu pov)
I had been so caught up in my thoughts that I ran, I didn't even bother waiting for my ride. I ran and kept running as if I could escape my life if I just kept going. When I saw the safety of my sacred place my haven, I allowed my self to collapse. My legs felt unstable, just like me I thought to myself. My heart was beating fast, and my body ached. I didn't want to leave this place, and I wouldn't have if I didn't know that this would just worry my parents once again. This no them as in those that haunt me, would be the death of me. That was one thing I was positive of. Once I was home I made my way up the stairs feeling lost yet accepting of the fact that I was doomed. When I entered my room they were there but I felt as if I was done and that it didn't matter anymore. I sat on the bed, I was done with running , done with being scared, and done with caring. I lay there as they moved in on me. They knew I was done trying to fight them, I could see it in their eyes. The spark of excitement in their eyes and the smiles that were sadistic and seemed to gloat. "Look what we have here, a poor defeated little girl." One of them said, the others chuckled along. I didn't bother to speak, I knew something was gonna happen something worse than what Ive dealt with before. I didn't even have the words to pray anymore.
(Ikuto pov)
I had a sinking feeling in my gut, images of Amu flashed through my mind. I couldn't take it anymore why did I have this strange feeling that something would happen to her. I walked around, not caring where it was I was headed. Eventually I stopped in front of a house it was a pretty big house. My eyes widened as I spotted a name plate by the door, ( The Hinamori's) Amu...Hinamori. This is Amu's house, without even noticing I had walked up the steps and raised my hand to knock. Only then did I notice what I was doing, shrugging I knocked. Whats the worst that could happen. After about a minute I knocked again. Looking to the driveway I saw that no cars were there. I guess shes not home, I turned to walk away but I felt as if something in my gut was telling me I had to get in. Ignoring my gut feeling I took a step down the porch stairs. That's when I heard the sound of glass shattering. I turned and ran to the door and banged on it. "Amu ! Amu are you in there, open the damn door!" But no answer came, Some how once again I knew, she was in there. I checked the door too my luck and her being dense, the door was unlocked. I didn't stop to think I ran in and up the stairs. It felt as if something was pulling me to her. I heard laughter and whimpering, coming from the door at the end of the hall I barged in. only to see something so horrifying.
(Utau pov)
My brother had been very mad about the strawberries he went all dramatic on me. Even then I could care less, I had gotten kind of back to normal. Besides a few squeals here and there, I was currently writing a song that came to mind only moments ago. The bell had rang and I went to answer the door. Only to find the bitch who hurt my brother standing there. I glared at that little midget slut. "What the fuck do you want!" I spat. "Is Ikuto here?" When she said that my death aura increased. The stupid chibi didn't even flinch. "No And even if he was he wouldn't want to see the likes of you. So I suggest you get the hell out of here backstabber!"
(Rima pov)
Utau would never forgive me. I knew she hated me we used to be so close. I nodded at her then left, I hope one day I can be forgiven for my sins. But until then ill try my best to make it up to them and fix it. I knew Utau wasn't just mad about what I did to her brother although she was pissed about that. She was also mad cause she felt that I had betrayed her also. Because I had quite talking to her, I had reasons though.
(Outside pov)
Everyone was in a bad situation. They all were feeling lost, or torn, or scared. They felt as if some part of them had shattered, like glass. However maybe just maybe, there would come a time were there would be beauty through broken glass.
This chapters short, very short but I will not be updating till maybe tonight. Not sure, however Monday as in tomorow I will be getting back to updating twice. Just there is alot going on that is having me upset but anyways tomorow im getting back to focussing on me and this story.
