The Falling of Makoto Tachibana
Chapter 3
Anguish
How does a heart love, if no one has noticed
Its presence and where does it go?
Trembling hands play my heart like a drum,
But the beats gotten lost in the show
-Nearly Witches (Ever Since We Met) by Panic! At The Disco
The hours pass as quickly as day touches night. I wrap my arms together, cold from swim practice. The light to my front door is off, as is every room. I stare at it in confusion. As I open the door, my cat brushes against my foot, meowing anxiously.
"What is it?" I shake my head, knowing she can't answer. The phone rings, and I grab it gingerly.
"Hello?"
"Makoto!" my mother gasps hurridly. "Come, come now!"
"Mother, mother, what-w-what is it?"
"Your brother! Come now! The hospital!"
The line is cut off, and I pace around desperately.
'It's too late for a cab.' I think, gritting my teeth together.
'I'll run.'
I scramble out the door, pulling my jacket off the hook, and I take off running. The sky was foggy, dusk approaching quickly. My heart is racing, and I can see a tear falling from my eyes.
'C'mon Makoto, stay strong. You may have almost failed everyone else, but you have to stay strong for him.' It circles around my brain.
Who am I?
I start to question my humanity, the last year's events twisting and turning, flopping around, emerging to the present of my brain. Haruka, my obsession, our talk, or well, I guess you can say arugument, Rin's return, the swim club, everything.
The world may call it a second chance
But when I came back it was more of a relapse
Anticipation is on the other line
And obsession called while you were out
Yeah, it called while you were out
-The Calendar by Panic! At The Disco
What have I turned into?
I guess I got so crazed I turned, bitter?
No that's not it.
I must have, they just, well, did I ask for too much?
Our consciences are always so much heavier than our egos
I set my expectations high
So nothing ever comes out right
-Turn Off The Lights by Panic! At The Disco
'Ever since we met Haru, I've been jealous of you.' I think silently in my head.
Ever since we met
I only shoot up with your perfume
It's the only thing
That makes me feel as good as you do
Ever since we met
I've got just one regret to live through
And that one regret is you
I want to be like you. I tried. But at what cost?
My thoughts swirl around, and I'm about to fall until I catch the sight of red hair.
Red Hair.
Rin.
"Rin?"
He smirks and pulls me to my feet, his arm supporting me to his car.
"Makoto Tachibana. What are you doing running in the late evening?"
I shake my head. "The hospital."
He laughs and pushes me into the passenger seat.
"Sit down. You and I are having a little talk."
He pushes a piece of fish at my face, the oils glistening.
"Fish?"
He shrugs. "Yah learn things."
My head burns with nausea as I stare at it. Fish.
'Haru, I'm sorry. I think.'
"Having a 'lil trouble there?"
"Shut up Rin."
He gapes at me mockingly.
"Yo, gods, has sweet, generous, caring, Makoto finally snapped?"
"Look, please just stop. I've been through a lot."
He raises his eyebrow, and starts the engine, heading to the hospital.
"Look, if you are jealous about Nanase, don't worry, I've been through it."
"But, you're so tough, you can handle it."
"Tough, huh? I still have nightmares about it. I could barely handle it."
I stare at him in shock.
He sighs and runs his fingers through his choppy crimson hair.
"I'm not who people think I am. I'm just as human as everyone. Maybe I've changed because it's my way of coping? Don't make the same mistake I did Makoto."
And with that, he pats me on the shoulder gruffly and I exit the car heading towards the hospital entrance.
"Good luck."
Oh Rin Matsuoka, you aren't who I thought you were. But for that, I am thankful.
AUTHOR'S NOTE:
Hey guiseeeeee, well anyway, sorry for all the Panic! At The Disco quotes, lawls. Anyway, doesn't it seem like their songs fit in perfectly with this story? 0_0.
So anyways, stay tuneddd… -Phoenixis1