Chapter Nine
The World is twisted and dark, and I can't do a damn thing about it.
Wrong. Incorrect. Negative. False. Every little word that is equal to that. I'm mistaken.
Noelle is my world. I can correct that. As long as that monster will leave her, I can make things go alright this time.
I sat stock still on the stool, idly playing with my drink. It was noon. Today, I decided to break my promise to Shinra and Celty to try and talk to Shizuo Heiwajima, the strongest man in Ikebukuro. I will not stand down. He's the reason why she's half dead anyway. "Barkeeper, another round." My tone is slightly mocking yet it held no distaste. The blonde bartender glared at me furiously as he grudgingly poured me an extra shot. Passing it to me, he added a hiss, "Get the fuck out of here." His eyes looked like the fires of hell itself as he spited forcefully. I chuckled and downed the drink in one go. I plan to get drunk here although it would be quite a task since I can always hold my liquor. I whipped out my trusty notepad and my onyx ink pen.
"Care to continue?" My eyes turned into slits that very much of a snake as my grin grew into that of a sadistic bastard. My, oh my, Shizuo shattered the glass as he punched me straight bull's eye. I crashed through the bar's tinted window and I lay, bleeding and laughing, on the street. The people started to move away, some decided to watch. Yes, all I need is another fight to calm myself.
I let out a humorless, hollow laugh as I staggered to stand up, wiping away the blood from my mouth. "This may be the first time we fought, Shizu-chan!" My voice slurred and mocked at the name, the one invented by my precious sister. I can never forgive him even though she forgave him first. He was the one, I'm certain of it. He was the one who nearly killed her.
Two and a half years ago, before I started pissing Heiwajima off, I'm the head researcher in a famous company somewhere away from Ikebukuro. After graduating high school, me and Noelle went our separate ways. I went out of the country while she stayed here, to be with him. She's said in her letters to me that she's working part-time in a bookstore and working full time as Tom's bodyguard, along with Heiwajima. She's also living with him, and she also stated that she dearly love him, which inconsistently made me jealous. Too jealous that I insisted that she leave the city and work with me. I told her she still had time to change her mind and come with me. I told her that we should get married, elope, and renew our lives. I knew that she knew I earnestly loved her, and I didn't care for a single damn moment that we are siblings. I don't care if I am a pedophile or a lolicon; my love for her is infinite, and even Shizuo Heiwajima can't stop me. I'll even kill him if have to.
The bartender stepped out of the broken glass window, his face contorted in red anger. "Shut up. Just shut the hell up!" He went to the nearest vending machine and ripped it off from the ground effortlessly. Whew, such an amazing strength as I smirked at him, who threw said vending machine at me. I jumped just in time with my utmost speed, laughing at what we're doing. We're acting like kids; Kids who made a stupid mistake. Leaping through the air, I grabbed a fistful of his hair, and used it to swing him around and throw him like a useless softball. Shizuo let out a loud grunt as his body collided to the ground with deafening crunch. For me, it was music to my ears. I ran up to him only to get kicked at the stomach as I flew past buildings, and ending up lying on a noisy car. The glass stuck to my skin like a second layer as it began to bleed profusely. Thick welts of blood dripped steadily down my arm while it began to pool under me. I let my head rest on the broken glass, ignoring the pain shooting up to my brain.
Is this…the end for me..?
I felt someone standing before me. I lazily looked at whoever it is and felt the corners of my lips slant upwards. "I admit it. I knew that I am one of the people who did that to her." Shizuo's voice is hoarse while his grip on the stop sign he was holding tightened. I didn't say anything. My vision is blacking out again. Damn that Izaya for discovering my weakness. "But you got to understand," There's nothing for me to understand anymore. "Avenging her will not get you anywhere. In the end, you'll always be the same." His eyes are hidden so I can't tell what he's feeling.
"I knew I shared the fault; I admit that I'm guilty for that. If it weren't for me, she should still be here, alive and healthy." Something glistened from his cheek as the tear fell onto my face. Crying..? "Yet she's a stubborn girl. She just won't let me go. For that I…" He cut off his sentence as he dropped the stop sign, which clattered off the car's hood, and collapsed beside me. Another drop of water came to my face as I gazed unfocused at the grey sky. Rain began pelting the city, washing off the blood, covering his and my tears.
I was wrong. I can't do it. I can't correct my world anymore. If I made him leave, then she too, will go. My world will disappear if the two were to depart. I choked down a muffled cry as I screamed in agony, pain and sadness. It all made perfect sense. I now know the truth about this mystery, and I'm going to die because I finally solved it.
She left me.