It was dark.
I never saw it coming.
All I could feel was pain as the car crashed into my side...
The car is red and there's a woman in the driver's seat.
Suddenly I'm not the victim but the woman in the car and the corpse in front of me looked up-my heart stuttered as I recognized that person-and uttered "It's your fault, you killed me. You could have saved me; why did you kill me?"
GASP
I woke up gasping and sobbing.
"Itwasjustadream, it was just a dream, it's not my fault" (It is)
"Mai?" Miyako asked blearily from the door. "I'm coming in."
She came in, saw me, then immediately took me into her arms as I reveled in the comfort she provided shamelessly.
"Shh, shh, it'll be okay... you'll see everything will be fine in the end..."
Trust Miyako to pretend she knew what was happening, or maybe she did on some level, we have been living together for over a year. I calmed down after that.
"Thanks Miyako." I whispered honestly.
"Anytime Mai. Do you want me to call the school and notify them of your absence?" At that all my thoughts screeched to a halt. A teacher encouraging truancy? She must have seen the look on my face 'cause she laughed and explained herself,
"Sometimes it's okay to take a day off, you certainly need it, and as long as this doesn't become a habit-" at this she gave me a sharp look in warning "-you can stay home today." With that she left me alone to my thought's.
It wasn't the first time that I dreamed of Gene's 'supposed' death and I know it won't be the last. I think the only thing that would stop the nightmares is to see him in person and I know that that won't happen anytime soon.
Did you think I was gonna let him die without a fight? No way! I'm not selfish enough, or cruel enough, to pick and choose who has the right to live or die. I have knowledge and I'm going to use it.
I knew he died before Mai was 15.
In a little over year, I'll be fifteen.
I sent anonymous emails from the library on numerous occasions.
I sent anonymous letters (written in English) from different post offices all over Shibuya detailing different facts like Gene was the mischievous twin and Noll was the serious type, that Gene dies in a car crash while in Japan, random facts that I read on the wiki like; his physical appearance, his birthday (September 19th), the fact that Naru will be unable to use his PK without Gene at the risk of heart failure...
I literally called SPR and straight up told them, on the payphone. ($My poor change$) Needless to say that many people hung up on me, but I hope that the few that didn't actually told Martin Davis or anyone else who may mention it to Gene and Naru.
I did all 3 of these things so many times it was almost second nature.
I know that if Gene dies, there will always be a part of me saying what if...And I can't live like that.
Oxoxo
It's the beginning of July and my 14th birthday is days away. I'm moving out of Miyako's house and into my own apartment. We went looking for a place a few months ago and this was my favorite one still available at this point. It was recently renovated and holds a few western features but it's pretty ordinary. It has a living\dining room, a kitchen, a spacious bathroom (with a tub!) and a bedroom. The rent wasn't that expensive, but I knew it could have been cheaper. The only reason I didn't pick a cheaper place was because they all looked like pig pens and required too many renovations to count. So yeah, the more expensive one it is!
All of the things I needed were easily found in my storage unit; a bed, a dresser, pots, pans, plates, soap, fridge, laundry machine... You get the point.
I sold a few items online because I couldn't keep all this clutter. It's too much, and I don't need clothe that don't fit, 5 mirrors, 2 beds, and 2 antique tables in my home.
I was wondering if I should hire some people to help me move but that problem solved itself.
I invited a few people from my class to help me out in exchange for my tutoring.
That's a complete lie.
They invited themselves.
It's all Yamamoto's fault.
You know, the guy that got me to tell a ghost story to the classroom?
Definitely his fault. (though I won't tell him that it made me happy)
Here's what happened:
-Flashback-3rd POV
We were discussing our math exam results.
Hana "I only got 72%" she moaned grumpily.
Yamamoto "Don't be sad! I got 60%..." he trailed off laughing sheepishly.
Kyoko "I received 88 % on this test. I am quite disappointed with myself. I studied meticulously and yet got a meager result." She droned with her usual voice; it practically demands attention.
Hana "What did you get Mai?" she asked with curiosity, after all she was the freshmen representative.
Mai "98%" she replied distractedly, too engrossed in her book to notice their reaction.
Yamamoto's grin widened and he asked "You study a lot, right Mai?"
"Mmhm."
"And you understand what we are studying?"
"Mmhm"
"And you'll tutor us next Sunday?"
"Mmhm- wait, what?" she yelped, surprised.
"Thank you Mai! Now when and where?"
"Never and nowhere, besides I'm busy this weekend."
"Doing what?" This was Hana, who had listened to their banter amused.
"I'm moving out of Miyako-san's house and moving to my new apartment."
"Wait, isn't Miyako your mom?" she responded, a little out of her depth.
"Nope, she's been my legal guardian since my mom passed away, and I'll be legally emancipated next week, so I decided to move out."
There was a moment of silence until Yamamoto exclaimed-
"Yosh! Next weekend well help you move out and you can tutor us after school on Monday. Does that work with everyone?"
"It is acceptable" Kyoko responds first as opposed to her silence earlier in the conversation.
"Sounds like fun! My uncle has a moving van he can lend us!" And yes that was Hana.
"No! You shouldn't do that! I would hate to impose on your uncle, or you guys as a matter of fact." Mai said a little flustered.
"It's not a problem, my uncle loves helping out. Plus, we volunteered so it's fine. So?" Hana had that determined glint in her eyes and when Mai looked towards Yamamoto and Kyoko she noticed they had mirrored it.
They all directed that look towards Mai who sighed, exasperated yet amused. "Okay, I'm outnumbered, just let me give you my address."
And that was that.
-End of Flashback-
I don't know how he does it, but he always seems to be in the middle of these situations.
Then the weekend came and I was in my new apartment in record time. We had loads of fun; we got to know each other better, we told the other's our childhood stories and I cooked them dinner: Pizza.
They were surprised when I suggested the Italian dish instead of a typical Japanese one and I then explained that I heard that when people moved they shared pizza and drinks with those that helped them.
(Which isn't completely true as I had done it once before, as I thought of my first place in another life.)
At least everyone enjoyed it; it was delicious.
End-
Sorry for the wait, and see you next time!
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