As I promised, chapter 1 is here.
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The Diary of You
Chapter 1: Memoirs of you
As the yellow bus approached the Upstate New York Penitentiary, his blue eyes were still lost into the nothing. Still unknown to what will happen next or what the hell happened thirty-two hours ago. After the cops cuffed him, he tried and kept begging for them to let him say goodbye to Starrk. Tears running down and even after his death, Grimmjow could still hear the lazy baritone voice telling him not to cry.
"Don't cry in front of anyone. They'll think you're weak."
At those last minutes, he didn't care if the cops thought he was weak. His mind was just recollecting the last thing he saw before he blacked out. Starrk was smiling and murmured something but it was too late to ask what exactly he said. The pain was overwhelming. He lost the only person he could call family. He left him, like his mother did fifteen years ago on the front door of that shabby apartment before she died. He didn't know nothing about her or his father. No one came for him after years of living with Lilynette Gingerbuck. No one came claiming to be his family. Only Lilynette and Starrk were his family. Lilynette was a college student taking care of her little cousin Starrk who, by then, was only four years old. She was only twenty-two when Grimmjow arrived at her small apartment.
One afternoon, when Grimmjow was seven, he came back from school and saw two police officers in front of the apartment door talking to their neighbor. He saw his neighbor crying nonstop. For a man of six foot three inches height with a body of a wrestler, sometimes he acted like a fragile woman. Charlotte Chuhlhourne was a bartender at a gay club on the red light district of Karakura. Grimmjow tried to avoid the big man but it was something inevitable.
"Oh my little boy, I'm so sorry." Charlotte grabbed the boy and embraced him. The boy indeed was taken aback, until the big man spoke again.
"My little boy, I'm so sorry to tell you this but-"
"It's okay Charlotte, thank you but I want to tell him myself." Starrk was only nine, but after that day, he became the head of this family of two.
Starrk sat on the couch and young Grimmjow followed, still confused by Starrk's reaction toward Charlotte. Without wasting time, the older one told the little one that Lilynette's body was found early in the morning near the river. Starrk told him that the cops said it was an accident. That apparently she was drinking and decided to take a swim. Starrk lied to Grimmjow. What really happened was that a small gang of high school students followed the young woman after she got out from her part-time job at the club. She was raped and left to death by the river. Police found her bruised body under the bridge covered by a carton box.
After that day, even if Charlotte became their legal guardian, Starrk took care of the little one. Taught him how to fight and how to defend himself. He became the only person Grimmjow ever loved. Anyone who tried to mess with Starrk' had to deal with the dark side of Grimmjow. A side that created a few secrets that, so far, Starrk took them to his grave. He loved his little bro too. No matter what the boy did and the punishments he had to give him, Starrk never left his side.
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The officer who was driving stopped the car abruptly. It seems they arrived to their destination after driving for a while. When they let Grimmjow out of the car, he was a different person. The tears were no longer visible. He was quite, too quite. Once inside of, what it seems to be a correctional facility outside Karakura town, the blue haired teenager was put in a closed room with no windows. Only a security camera that seconds after he got in, it was shut down. A few minutes after, Charlotte entered the room with folded prisoner clothes and a yellow envelope.
"My little boy, listen, we don't have much time so don't ask questions now. Change into this and…please listen carefully." Charlotte took the handcuffs out from his wrists and helped him get into his new attire, an orange jumpsuit.
"How did you get here and what are you doing?"
"Helping you. Didn't I just tell you not to ask questions, little boy?" Even if he was all ground up, he never stop calling him by that nickname. When Charlotte looked into those blue eyes, he stood still. The cold lifeless look Grimmjow had gave him goosebumps.
"He's dead. Someone killed my brother." Grimmjow turned his face to the left, towards the white wall. "I'm alone, Charlotte..." After those words, the older man expected tears falling down that young face. However, when the teenager gazed into icy blue eyes, nothing happened. The sight of those ocean blue eyes were nowhere near sadness. No emotion in them and Charlotte was afraid of what might happen after. He had seen that look once before.
"I know, my little boy." He gave him a last hug and continued, "Listen carefully, your real name is Grimmjow Jaeguerjaquez and the place you're going now is for your own protection. If you stay here, you'll be in danger sooner or later. You are going to a prison in America, that's all I can tell you."
"I'm Joe Starrk, Coyote's little bro. That was the name Lilynette and aniki gave me." Charlotte was more worried by the second and the problem was, he was going to be far from him. He was not going to be able to protect him, to care for him. He loved the boys. The sons he never had. Already lost one and was about to lose another. Nevertheless, for Grimmjow, he had to say goodbye. Not only that, but Charlotte hold those tears from falling long enough. As soon as the teenager with blue hair was cuffed again, he stopped and looked over his shoulder. One last time, Grimmjow smiled.
"Oji-san… Ittekimasu."
After those words, Grimmjow didn't look back anymore. Neither had he smiled like that again. What Charlotte saw at that moment, was the little boy who always asked him for gum and always smiled after getting one into his mouth. He couldn't hold no longer the tears as the one that no longer was a little boy was leaving to another country. Without knowing if he would see him again.
oji-san= uncle
ittekimasu= is a casual "goodbye" with intent on returning sometime in the future. It can also mean "I'm going and will come (back)".
A/N: Thank you for giving it a chance and thanks for the reviews, follows and favs! Now I'm more motivated to continue this new ride.
...Until next!