ShadowedDarkness: Sorry everyone, here's the long awaited chapter. And special thanks to Kichi Hisaki, your reviews made me laugh. Thanks.
Any way, I don't own kingdom hearts…and yeah…
….all that jazz.
Memory
I laid there, the rain still falling around me; the sun had finished setting about an hour ago. But that didn't matter. No, no, no, that didn't matter. It didn't matter at all. Nothing mattered, not the hallucinations of a person with wings, not some dead person, not a guy with amber eyes, not Riku, not the mention of me once having a brother, not nightmares, not my past, my memory, no nothing mattered anymore.
Nothing at all…
I had done something terrible…I had done something terrible. I had actually yelled at her, cursed at her, told her my doubts, the ones that should have stayed eternally locked inside my mind…
I had let the static get the better of me. The static…
I couldn't really think at the moment, it was, it was raking over my brain, pulling out forgotten memories and showing them to me…
I had done something terrible.
A sob escaped my lips. Why? Why me?
"NO! Stop, stop let my mommy go! Leave her alone, please…stop, STOP!"
No god, please….
I slammed her into the wall, her screams filled the air. "Sora! Sora stop!"
My fingers curled around her neck, cutting of her cries. Fear filled her eyes as she desperately tried to pry off my fingers, gasping weakly trying to take in some form of oxygen. Tears ran down her cheeks as she slowly stopped struggling.
"Nnnngh!" I clenched my eyes shut as pain shot through my abdomen. Oh gods!
"It's like watching static on the TV." Brandon said softly, placing a gentle hand on my shoulder. "You want to fix it, but sometimes you can't."
Blinking, I looked up. "What do you mean Bwandon?"
"I'm sorry Sora…"
Soft warm lips slowly came in contact with my own. Blinking confusedly up at the older teen, I felt the strong arms encircle my waist. His mouth moved against my own, his tongue coming out to flick at my chapped lips every-now and then.
I let my eyes close, it felt…nice…
I gasped as a hand slowly crawled up my shirt. Without warning, Brandon's tongue slipped into my mouth, exploring the small cavern. Moaning softly, I blushed. This felt more then nice…
Brandon slowly pulled away. Opening my eyes, I felt my blush increase. When had I wound up on the floor? "Bw-bwandon…?"His hands slowly traveled across my chest.
"I'm sorry Sora…"
Suddenly I felt it. My mind went fuzzy. I stared up at Brandon's slightly blurry face.
"I'm sorry Sora, I'm so sorry." He whispered softly. "I had to. I'm sorry..." He whispered, slowly kissing up my neck. "I'm so, so sorry."
"Bu-but…y-you di-didn't…ahhh!" I cried out as pain slowly spread through my stomach. Brandon slowly stood up.
"But I did Sora…I betrayed you…He knows…"
Clutching my stomach, I curled up in a ball. It hurt, it hurt so much. I didn't understand. Did Brandon do this to me? I thought he was my friend…He? He knows? He who? What does he know? "Nnngh!" I clenched my teeth. Oh gods it hurt!
"Sora!"
I opened watery eyes to see who called me. But I couldn't see, everything was dark…
"Sora! Get off of Sora!"
There were a few shouts, and then silence. What happened? What happened!
I was suddenly being shaken violently. My eyes widened. "Naah!" The pain in my stomach and the sudden violent shaking session was making me sick. My head flopped uselessly back and forth as I was shaken. Oh gods. "S-stop! Ngh!" I gasped as I was dropped, and my vision reappeared. There was a swift kick to my stomach and it didn't matter that I got it back, seeing as I closed my eyes in pain. What was going on? What was, what was happening? Oh my gods it hurt. It hurt.
"You don't understand. This has to happen, it has to!"
Everything seemed hazy, fuzzy…like static…
"You don't understand Riku, he's, he's-"
Riku, wait, Riku was here?
I began to cough violently. My hands flew to my mouth. I kept coughing, I couldn't stop, I couldn't breathe. Opening my eyes, I looked down at my hands, still coughing. Red…why were they red?
Looking up, I was confused at the sight before me.
Brandon, why was Brandon, why was Brandon on top of Riku? Why were his, why were his hands around his throat? Why was Riku crying? Riku was...crying? I felt anger surge through me. I faintly knew I was still coughing, but I ignored it, and I ignored the red substance on my hands, the wet metallic tasting liquid in my mouth, ignoring that the liquid was running down my chin. All I could feel was the anger that suddenly bubbled up in my chest. All I could feel was that static in my mind. It was everything, it was nothing, and I was seeing red.
Giving a wild cry I tackled Brandon, slamming him into the ground.
There was a gasp, a sharp intake of breath, and a cough beside me. Riku, Riku was okay, he was okay.
But Brandon, he needed to hurt. Like Riku. I was going to make him cry. He would cry because he made Riku cry, Riku never cried, Brandon needed to be punished. Brandon made Riku cry. He needed to, he needed to…
…he needed to die…
There was a wild angry buzzing in my head, the static taking over, I could hear, see, and feel nothing. Nothing but that annoying static and that crying…
And I was seeing again, Riku was shaking me violently. His hands on my shoulders trembling, shouts of to 'stop it' escaping his lips, and tears coursing down his cheeks. I felt a pain in my chest at the sight. He was crying again? But, didn't I already…?
I looked down...
Brandon's eyes were open and unseeing; his mouth was in the shape of a silent scream.
W-what?
My hands were around his throat, and I jerked away, as if burned.
I stared. Why wasn't he moving? Why wasn't Brandon moving! Leaning over I touched his shoulder and shook it. He needed to stop playing; couldn't he see that Riku was crying? Riku never cried.
"Bwandon? B-bwandon? You'we scawing me…Bwandon?"
I was suddenly pulled into a tight hug, Riku squeezing me if I was his very life line. I pulled away and looked into aqua eyes uncertainly. And then I cried.
Gasping, I cried out. Tears were pouring down my face. Please tell me that wasn't a memory, oh my gods, please! There was a tightening in my chest, and I knew.
It was real. I had, I had…
I felt sick.
I sobbed.
And Riku…I already knew him…I already…
I began to cough violently. My hands flew to my mouth. I kept coughing, I couldn't stop, I couldn't breathe. I looked down at my hands, still coughing. Red…why were they red?
The realization that it was blood hit me. Oh, oh!
The static, the blood…it was suffocating me. I couldn't breathe, I couldn't breathe. There was an overwhelming pain. And then…
I couldn't see, hear, feel anything, anything but static. It surrounded me. It was everything, it was nothing, and, and…
"Everything returns to darkness whence it came…"
…that…or static…
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