A/N: Wow is all I can say about this chapter. I hope you guys like, because things are getting really heavy in here. VOTE NOE VOTE NOW VOTE NOW for either Hikaru or Tamaki winning Mia in the end. Right now its Tamaki: 1 and Hikaru: 0. I only got one review on it. so seriously. Vote. This story hurts my heart and also fills it with joy. It hurts because I have to write it like my own sister died and that depresses me. But it fills me with joy because I love writing and I love all my people who Favorited, followed, or viewed and reviewed this story.
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I should put a disclaimer that I don't own any bands or songs affiliated with this story. Not me. I wish it was though, they're brilliant.
I'm going to start doing random facts about Mia and Toretto, just to get you to know more about them. So:
Mia's fun fact: She has an obsession with french fries.
Torettos fun fact: Toretto could have actually stayed in America since they're related through marriage and he has family there. But he didn't like the idea of his little sister being without protection and his children not getting to see their aunt. So he moved with her.
NOW ONWARD.
I'm so broken that I can feel it. I mean, physically feel it. This is so much more than being sad now. This is affecting my whole body.
The rest of the weekend went by smoothly, the Hosts had started acting like themselves rather quickly. Hikaru harassed me for my new books. I didn't mind, because I knew he was doing it with humor. The boys also started to watch me working on and practicing my choreography. I didn't mind that either, since I was always in my zone and the boys tended to stay relatively quiet, and never spoke above the music.
Somehow it made me feel safer, knowing they were there to watch over me. I didn't feel like they were judging me dance..well..maybe Kyoya was. He was hard to read sometimes. They only clapped when I was done a dance or had a move that particularly impressed them.
Fact of the matter is, their presence actually soothed some kind of ache or tension or paranoia inside me, and I found I could dance like I used to, my jumps were higher and I was more enthusiastic about my dance.
The boys didn't complain about my music either, I had all kinds since I did all kinds of dance, I had rap, hip-hop, alternative, metal, rock, and even folk. My favorite though, was always music that had no words. Music like Explosions In The Sky or Maybeshewill. I always felt like they could speak the words that answered my heart, and they were all instrumental.
One day I was working, the boys were watching me as per usual, and I was very focused on this piece, as it was the teachers choice for my showcase in the festival coming up.
These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase
When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears
I held your hand through all of these years
But you still have
All of me
My starting pose and end pose were the same, and as I crawled, and stood and ran and jumped, I felt my hear get an ache inside it. This was the song we played at my sisters funeral after I had given my speech about her. We buried her right next to mom and dad, and we had put picture of her smiling face everywhere. Most of her pictures were of the two of us, laughing and doing something crazy because she had always been the wild one, she was the one that dragged me to her parties and concerts and everything in between. Sometimes my dad was in there two, laughing at us and looking just like dad. My dad had always been handsome, with a shock of thick mahogany hair and striking green eyes. He and my tall, blue eyes, blond mom looked like the kind of parents you see in picture frames when you buy them at the store.
And we were picture perfect. We fought sometimes, but it was never super serious or mad us mad at each other for more then a day. We would always go out and had fun and do crazy things. Often those thing would involve camping in the mountain, were me and sister would splash under the waterfall and jump off the rocks.
You used to captivate me
By your resonating life
Now I'm bound by the life you left behind
Your face it haunts
My once pleasant dreams
Your voice it chased away
All the sanity in me
These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase
I missed them so much, and I planned on playing a slide show of them while I danced to this song at the festival. And at the end play a little clip of us.
Once I finished the dance, I picked apart my weakest point and planned to work on them, the boys clapped politely, and I turned and gave them a distracted smile. My jumps could have been higher, and a few times I had forgotten to point my feet. I was going to beat this dance until it was dead and conquered.
"- would you?" Hikaru asked, looking directly at me.
I blinked and smiled at him. "Sorry, I was miles away, what did you say?"
Hikaru put his hand to his forehead and shook his head. "What are we going to do with you?" He asked.
"So, what were you saying?" I persisted, poking his side.
"Mi'lord asked if you wanted to go with us to the water park. And I said that you wouldn't miss it now would you?"
"Oh!" My mouth formed a little 'o' shape as I thought for a moment. "Yeah, I'll go. I wouldn't miss it."
"Perfect." Hikaru and Karou rubbed their hands and looked at each other like they were plotting.
"Yeah...I'm gonna go get changed now..." I said quickly.
I waled into the locker room and sighed in contentment, it had been a wonderful day, perfect weather, the Hosts were acting silly, and a chance to show off my dancing skill was coming up. As I opened my locker, I wondered what would come along and ruin it.
And there in my locker I had my answer.
All I saw was red. Red everywhere. I could almost make myself believe it was paint if it wasn't for the smell of the blood.
And yes, if there is too much blood, it creates the metallic-y smell, as if you were holding a penny to your nose.
And then there was the fur, it looked stained red, but it was originally white, I think, or some type of light color.
It was a rabbit, I could tell from the ears, and rabbits were my sister favorite animal, she had one and I had one, and her had been white too. And it was hanging up feet first, just like she had.
I heard someone screaming, and it took me a really long moment to realize that the screaming sound was in fact myself, and when I did realize that I also realize I had moved somehow, from my spot in front of my locker to all the way across the room and into the corner.
"Mia!" The boys had broken down the door and, after seeing me in a corner, looked at my locker. Hikaru let out such a creative stream of curses that I couldn't for the life of me ever repeat for fear of getting some kind of sore on my tongue.
The next thing I knew, Hikaru was carrying me out of the room and Karou was right by his side. Tamaki was fretting over my lack of talking and color in my face, Hunny and Mori were searching the school for anyone unusual, and Kyoya was on the phone.
Hikaru set me down on the floor just outside the dance room, and I hid my head on my knees. Tamaki and Hikaru sat beside me, saying nothing.
And my vision was filled with my sister and red.