Chapter 11: Despair, Nnoitra.
Why is Nnoitra's attribute Despair?
Well…I will tell you his story.
From his human life, and beyond.
Nnoitra Jiruga was 21 when he committed suicide.
He was a single man, living alone for barely two years, when he dismembered himself and died slowly, and alone.
- 10 years earlier-
The eleven-year old walked slowly back to his home, knowing what awaited him when he got home. He dragged his backpack behind him, his shoulders hunched, his gaze lowered.
He neared the house, and started feeling the cold sensation on his neck.
Nnoitra stepped inside, and headed straight to his room, his heart thumping loudly against his small chest.
"Bastard!" Something crashed and shattered on the kitchen, and Nnoitra knew they were at it again.
He hovered behind the wall, unsure as to keep moving.
But his feet were frozen in place.
"Melanie," a man's voice growled, low enough to be heard, "Melanie, calm down, please. Nnoi is home-"
"Don't you dare tell me what to do!" The black-haired women with brown eyes hissed, "And stop changing the conversation! Jun, you better tell me who that bitch was!"
Nnoitra winced, but scooted closer. His breath was shallow, and he muttered, "Mummy…?"
Jun, Nnoitra's father, snarled, "Goddamitt, Melanie! I told you she's my research partner for college!"
"Oh, yeah? Well, I don't believe you!" Melanie screamed. She grabbed the nearest plate, and glared at Jun, before smashing it against the ground.
Little Nnoitra stared at his shoes, his eyes welling with tears.
I hate it when they fight… He thought, Why are adults so stupid? They're always fighting, always arguing…!
Nnoitra clenched his fist as the tears hit the floor. He wiped his eyes on his sleeve, and ran upstairs, to his room.
He fell asleep as he cried.
The next morning, as Nnoitra woke up, the air felt dry and cool.
Did they forget to turn off the ventilation…? He thought sleepily.
Nnoitra swung his legs over the bed, and made his way downstairs.
The silence screamed.
Nnoitra frowned, and walked into the kitchen, a sudden chill settling on his stomach.
And there, as he stepped into the kitchen, was blood splattered across the floor, and his father's cold body resting.
Nnoitra stared, and in his sudden horror, didn't notice that his mother was standing behind the stove, cooking breakfast and whistling merrily.
"D-dad…?" Nnoitra breathed.
His father didn't flinch.
"DAD!" He screamed, eyes wide and flooded with tears.
"Oh!" His mother turned around, and beamed at him. "Nnoi, dear, breakfast is ready."
She smiled, and showed him the food.
It was then that Nnoitra noticed his father's arms were missing.
He wheeled around, and faced his mother.
Melanie was no longer smiling as she hurried to the window, and peeked outside.
A car was waiting, along with a man.
Melanie faced the terrified boy, and said, "I'll be back, honey-"
"N-no! Please don't leave me!" He sobbed as he ran to hug his mother's legs.
Melanie hesitated, and said rapidly, "Ok then, hurry up and go pack your stuff. Don't forget your teddy bear, and make it quick!"
Nnoitra nodded, and rushed upstairs.
He grabbed a handful of clothes, and in his frenzy could not find his teddy bear.
Nnoitra cried in frustration, until he finally found Margraves on top his desk.
His breath left in puffs as he ran downstairs, almost tripping with each step.
He went to the kitchen, but Melanie was no longer there.
Nnoitra heard an engine rumble, and he screamed in panic.
"Mummy! Mummy!" He ran towards the door, and just as he got out, he saw the leg of his mother disappearing inside the backseat of the car. The car roared, and sped off, leaving Nnoitra screaming behind them among the cloud of smoke.
10 years later
The 21-year old man was found dead three days after his actual dismiss.
Cause: Suicide.
No relatives found.
So now you know.