Chapter Fifteen
Once upon a time, she had been a happy girl. Once, she hadn't been aware of what was truly happening in her life. It was just a small argument, a little disagreement. That was all. Mommy and Daddy are fighting again. Mommy. Daddy. Fighting. Again. Again.
If she had known what was going to happen to her, she would have left with her father. Kama wanted nothing more than to just reverse it all back to the beginning. No killing, no Program, no failing her classes, no divorce, no fights, just childhood. But she couldn't reverse what she had done.
There was a belief, she didn't know the name of it, but it did exist. It was a belief that choices can lead to alternate realities. Entire timelines are based off small choices, every time a person has a choice to make, these time waves create what would happen under each possibility. They are all different, compiled of alternate after alternate. They are sempiternal, and the number of them is infinite. What these streams of time do, they wrap themselves around the planet, they cause it to turn and new days to come. They are not forgotten, but it is not unknown for them to fade out, even though one choice in ancient history could have led to the choices she made that very day. It made them possible, at least. Because of this, Kama believed that somewhere she was happier. She had to believe that. What else was there? She wished people could jump from one timeline to another, just to see what their life would have been, could have been, yet never was. She'd find herself to be happier. That was the only hope that she had left.
. ~ .
Boy Twenty-one was walking. His real name was Hiroshi Aoki, and he was known for his smile. He was always telling jokes, and he sometimes got in trouble for it. Still, students, and any teacher with a sense of humor, loved him. He never knew when to be serious.
Except now. He knew what was going to happen to him and to all of the people he had grown up with.
They would die.
That's all there was to it.
He didn't want to kill anyone. He didn't want them to kill him. He couldn't kill himself. Those were the problems.
And absolutely no one, no one knew of his sadness. No one knew the levels to which it reached. No one knew how deeply it was embedded in him, the darkness. No one knew the thoughts which he tried to keep in the very back of his mind, no one knew of his desire to be dead. They saw him and talked to him every day and laughed at his jokes and he knew them but they didn't know him. They thought they did, but they didn't. If they had, they would have either been scared away or they would want to help him. He honestly wasn't sure which would happen. That's why he didn't tell anyone, and why he did the best he could to appear as the opposite of what he really was.
Part of him wanted to tell people how he felt, but he was too scared. The other part of him wanted to just let himself die, but again, he was too scared. He was a very terrified boy.
That's why, when he saw Kama Murakami walking close to him, his heart skipped a few beats.
. ~ .
He had to run, though. He had to run to catch up with her, she hadn't noticed him. "Murakami," he called. She turned towards him and looked at him as if he just snapped her out of a dream. "Are you okay?" he asked her. She nodded, not speaking to him.
Hiroshi asked "Are you playing?"
"Yes," she said softly.
He sat down on the ground, his back to the setting sun, facing Kama. "Well, are you going to kill me?"
She stood there for a moment, looking far younger than she was. "I don't know."
He patted the ground next to him and gestured for her to sit. Surprisingly, she did so. "I want you to," he said.
"What?"
"I want you to kill me. I've wanted to die for quite a while now, but I guess I always found myself another reason. It was the people near me, those who laughed with me. I was here for them. Most of them are dead now, so I don't really see the point in being here anymore."
Kama didn't understand. "You want to die, Hiroshi?"
"Yes."
"But only miserable people want to die, you're the most energetic and happy person I know."
He chuckled, "I only seem happy."
"So what do you want me to do about it?" Kama asked.
He handed her his only weapon, a small knife. He then shrugged. "Do as you please. But I don't like pain, please don't make it hurt." She took it into her hands and simply stared at him. "If it means anything," he said, "I hope you win, Kama Murakami."
He then shut his eyes. Kama dug the knife into his neck.
"Well, now that all that is over with. . . "
Boy #21, Hiroshi Aoki - Dead
8 Students Remaining
Kama fell to her knees. All she had wanted was to make him happy, as happy as he deserved to be.
. ~ .
Daisuke still had his hands on Akira's neck. In one swift motion, he snapped it. Erisa stood still, she stood strong as he came closer to her.
He closed the distance between them, so they were touching. He began to cry. "Erisa, I've been looking all over for you."
She was surprised. "You have?"
He nodded, "Yes. I had to tell you, I just have to say that I love you." He wrapped his arms around her, embracing her in a hug.
She flinched.
He continued, "And I understand if you find this weird or such, but I've been looking for you this entire time. I just had to tell you that, I couldn't let you just slip away. I want to protect you, I want to be there for you and I want you to be glad to wake up with me in the morning, unlike when you had to sleep on the couch and you just left. I want you to love me and I just. . . "
He stopped talking when she hugged him back. "You don't have to explain yourself, Daisuke. I get it," she said. He smiled.
. ~ .
It was just like it had been before. Daisuke and Erisa sat together, smoking cigarettes. Only this time, he wrapped his arm around her shoulders as the two of them watched the sun set.
Eventually, the two laid back and watched the stars show up slowly in the night sky.
"Hey, Daisuke, I have an idea," Erisa said randomly.
"Yeah, what's that?"
"Oh, never mind. I'll tell you tomorrow, I wouldn't want to ruin this perfect night," she said.
"Alright. I love you."
Daisuke couldn't see it, but in the dark, Erisa smirked.
AN: Again, I'm sorry this was out late guys. It won't happen again! There are only five chapters left, any guesses as to what's going to happen?
Tricked Fooled: I'm sorry it was such a long wait, and hopefully this was worth it. I'd rather have you say something about the fact that it's an author's note than be all "This chapter was horrible and below standards", which was what I felt about what I was writing at the time. Hopefully you enjoyed it!
Sami: Hm, maybe I will go on there this summer. I've heard of it before and may have used it awhile back, maybe I'll check it out again. Yeah, it is surprising, I expected you to be way older, I guess it just shows how intelligent you are! And since your birthday's the 30th, maybe I can aim to publish the last chapter on that day? There are only five left, it's shocking because I feel like I just started this, haha. Anyway, when's my next update?
Until then!