** Nudity and references to rape are in this chapter! Don't read if your sensitive to any of these things!
I can't take this.
I take the bottle from my cabinet, pulling off the cap and shaking out two white pills from the container.
This is all too much.
I swallow the pills along with a glass of water, tightening my grip a bit too much.
Why her. Why them. Why me.
My mind doesn't stop buzzing with fussy static, reminding me of all my troubles. I bit my lip and tried to drink the rest of the water.
All because of one pathetic dumbass.
"Are you okay now?" A voice. I open my eyes, bright lights stinging them.
"I can't be okay."
All because of one person who had one job.
"Moni you have to sit down. You've been pacing all night."
I took a breath, taking in my surroundings. Against kitchen counter. Taking medicine. Sayori by my side. Yuri leaning against the living room wall. Natsuki...nowhere.
God, I wish she just come in and grin like the idiot she is.
I look at the clock, blinking a few times.
12:53 am.
Damn it. Damn him.
Not again.
Natsuki is not going to come home tonight. Not to her real home.
When we all made living arrangements here, Natsuki couldn't get away from her father. The only way was her to sneak out of the house at night. Since her father was a useless drunk, he almost never noticed.
When he did notice, she was kept for the whole night. Often when she gets back, she always gets a bruise somewhere and an awful attitude.
This isn't the first time it happened. It happened a couple of times now, but we can't act like everything's fine in her absence. It's the fucking scariest days of our lives.
Because even we don't know if she is ever going to come back.
Because even we don't know if she is going to be okay.
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I pinch the bridge of my nose, sighing. Sayori places a hand on my shoulder, which I smile to.
"She will be okay. She's a fighter," Sayori says, but even her voice is too fragile and light for either for our likings.
I nod anyway and went to sit.
We all worried for her in some type of way. I pace through the halls, just worrying and praying that she isn't really dead and the last words I said to her were fucking "not yet" what a shit friend I am-
I bit my lip and took a deep breath.
Sayori usually just bites her lip and hopes for the best with a smile. Even when the smile is weary with worry or accompanied by tears of exasperation. It shows how strong she is, which is what I love about her.
Yuri is more quiet than usual. She wouldn't say anything for the rest of the night. I tried to ask her if she's alright, but she just nods and disappears. It doesn't help that she was acting weird at the club meeting. It doesn't help that she's gone.
"Did Yuri leave again?"
Sayori sits next to me and nods absently, getting her new set of ice packs. She has been doing better, but not better enough to go to school tomorrow. I put my hands over my face and sighed.
"I'm sick of this."
"Moni-"
"It's just so sickening. This feeling makes me feel sore and aches inside. Why didn't we just put him away."
"Monika you know that the last time we called the police they searched his house found him innocent. They told us to stop playing pranks and left."
"It's just isn't fair."
Sayori softly rubs circles on my back, whispering silently. "It isn't."
I remove the hands from my face and turned to Sayori, ignoring the hot tears forming on my face.
"How do you feel?"
Sayori's eyes widen slightly as if she's surprised for me to worry for her. "Moni-"
"Sayori."
Sayori hesitates for a bit before grabbing her phone, opening up her text messages. Fidgeting, she cups it in my hands.
"It feels like...a part of me is missing."
Natsu Natsu Kii 3
Sayo: Hey when are you coming home
Sayo: We are all waiting for you!
Sayo: Natsu?
Sayo: Natsuki?
Natsu: Not coming today. Stop spamming me .
Sayo: wait what
Sayo: Is there anything we could do?
Sayo: Natsuki?
Sayo: NATSUKI?!
Sayo: Is it because I'm so weak to help you? {Deleted}
Sayo: You know, I just hurt myself again today {Deleted}
Sayo: So, even if I tried I won't be able to save you {Deleted}
Sayo: I'm sorry that I'm so useless {Deleted}
Sayo: stay safe
Sayo: We will always be waiting
"I'm sorry."
Sayori tugs on her shirt, uncomfortable. Tears sting on her eyes.
"I'm sorry to use texting to vent. It was just..." She chokes back a sob while I waited politely for her. She didn't take long, wiping her eyes and looking at me with dedication.
"A part of you...missing. Do you know what that feels like? It hurts, but I just can't break on you. Not when you need me the most."
"That's not true."
"Monika? What are you-"
I pulled her into my embrace, not caring about anything. She tenses for a moment before giving in.
"We can break together."
"Please..."
"We are both equal messed up and imperfect, so we have to lean onto each other. I can't just sit and let you handle your stuff on your own. It will hurt too much! So, please..."
Sayori breaks out of the embrace and kisses me. Her tears bounce off her cheeks and onto mine as she wraps her arms around me. I accept, pulling her closer.
We stayed like that for a while until breathing was a problem and we parted. Sayori, tears still overflowing out of her eyes, loosens her grip on me. Her smile is saddened and forced, but yet she still wears it.
"Moni, you're too nice to me," she whispers.
"It's my duty as your girlfriend."
Her smile enlightened for a second before it disappears completely as she bawling in my chest, whispering all her flaws. I hold her closer, whispering all of mine.
I always thought that Sayori was strong. And even in this vulnerable state, I still do. She has the heart to put others before herself, despite her horrible depression. And with the stuff we went through together, her even trying to keep it together is amazing to me.
That is what I love about her.
"You're quiet."
Yuri jumps slightly, my words distracting her from her unusual behavior. She tenses and looks away, flustered. Stuttering, she slightly tugs down her skirt. "A-Am I always?"
"More than usual. It's almost like... back when you were trying to hide."
Yuri stops dead in her tracks and I stopped a few steps ahead of her.
"I'm s-sorry for worrying you. It's just that with everything that's going on..."
I gazed over my shoulder, my fingers crossing in front of me as they hold on to my skirt.
"Have you gave in?"
Yuri meets my gaze quickly and sternly, her shy demeanor completely gone. "Never."
After moments of staring I relaxed, smiling slightly and muttering an almost silent thank goodness. However, the smile quickly disappears.
"But you're not acting like yourself lately, even before last night. I'm not going to push you but if you ever need anything-!"
"I got into a fight with Natsuki."
I blinked. A fight? Yuri and Natsuki had gotten into lots of fights since the origin of the literature club. I don't know why one can easily upset Yuri now. Said girl walks over shyly and explains.
"Yesterday we c-crashed into each other and k-knocked over some dishes. We haven't talked properly ever since. I know it is c-common for us to fight but now it feels not right throwing insults at her. Even just thinking about her large pink orbs and her shimmering flowing hair-"
"So you have a crush on her?"
Yuri jumps again and looks away bashfully. "Maybe?"
I mean, she didn't stutter this time.
As we walked together yesterday's morning events now makes more sense. Yuri likes the small weeb. Interesting.
I shoot her a devilish smile. "Well, I can help you a little. A little like a wingman."
Yuri sighs doubtfully. "At least your not Sayori."
I laugh and Yuri shines a small smile. "I wonder what that would be like. Sayori would end up spoiling everything."
We laughed and smiled as we walked to school together, almost forgetting.
Almost, the club meeting was different.
I was the first one to get there, again. Sayori is in no condition to come here today and Natsuki didn't show up at school today, making only Yuri and me.
But Natsuki always came back the next day, which scared me. She's just sick. She will come tomorrow. Everything's is okay...except nothing's okay.
What if Haru got to her first.
Yuri opens the door, catching my attention.
"Is Natsuki here?"
"...No."
She leans on the doorway, reliving her from some tension. "Ah~ Thank goodne-! Wait, what?!"
"She never came to school today. I'm getting scared..."
Yuri looks downcastly, thinking. "I never wanted to do this, but you gave me no choice," she whispers with an angry wisp in her voice.
I look up from my desk, confused. Yuri turns towards me, a stern look on her face.
"Monika, can you end the club meeting early today?" I slightly tilted my head, even more confused.
"Sure...but if you don't mind me asking, why?"
She laughs darkly, causing me to have goosebumps.
"We're breaking Natsuki out of that place!"
"Wait, what?!"
"Yuri what?!"
Sayori pouts concerningly at the whole situation unraveling around her. I, right next to her share her disagreement.
It's been a while since we got back home. Yuri was attempting to try to explain her plan while we both thought that she was crazy.
"I'm all in for saving Natsuki, but her dad's house is dangerous. He's so much stronger than all of us combined," I say. Sayori nods in agreement.
Yuri only grinned as she took a gun from her holster underneath her skirt. We both looked on baffled.
"I was never a gun person," she says slowly as she examined the black steel finish. "But my dad always said to carry a gun in case of emergencies. I guess this is one of them."
"B-But Yuri," I said, stuttering over my words from being baffles. "We can't just murder him. We will be convicted of manslaughter!"
Almost like she glazed over my sentence, she suddenly shoots a bullet in the ground. Sayori and I jump from not expecting this whole situation until we found something strange.
"Are these-"
"A tranquilizer gun! Yuri, you're so cool!"
"Eh-h?! They're n-nothing really! We don't e-even have to use them if y-you don't want to!"
As Yuri reverted back to her shy state yet again, I rethought the situation. Sneaking through Natsuki's house somewhere while one of us is on duty to watch her dad is safe enough, I think. We can carry guns if something goes wrong and we won't be in trouble since they're only non-lethal bullets.
So, why not?
"Do you guys have a ladder somewhere?"
Both of their eyes light up as they stopped whatever they were doing.
"...That means we're doing it?!"
"Monika..."
"Sure, I want to get Natsuki back too."
Yuri smiles, her eyes sparkling tremulously. "...thank you."
"Yay! this going to be so much fun!"
"Hey, you're not going out while you're still healing!"
"Moni, your so mean~"
Yuri goes to get a ladder from the garage. Sayori goes with, full of energy.
I sigh, the things I do.
I can feel the all too familiar feeling of anxiety rise up inside me again while I'm all alone, but an urge overpowers that tremendously. I remember Sayori saying something about this.
"It feels like...a part of me is missing."
A part of me missing? Is that what causes the urge I'm having, to be complete? I clutch my uniform jacket.
"It's...so strong."
A sequel of excitement makes me snap back to reality and I released my uniform. Sayori comes in with four walkie-talkies.
"I didn't know you had these!"
"Those are actually Yuri's," I chuckled.
Said girl walks in from the garage, wiping her brow from carrying the ladder. Sayori comes up to her, her eyes wide.
"Yuri, you're so cool! Tranquilizer guns, walkie-talkies! Where do you get these stuff?!"
"Um...my f-father was a high ranking cop. He used to s-show me this stuff from time to time. He left it here when he went on that business meeting."
Sayori eyes softened while she watched her speak.
"You had a cool father."
Yuri smiles too, ever so sweetly.
"You had cool parents too, they visited here more often."
I leaned over the couch's armrest and cupped my chin onto my palms. "Remember when Kashou used to come over sometimes? He made the biggest of messes~"
Sayori laughs lightly. "He was so hard to deal with sometimes, I was so exhausted by the end of the day!"
"But even so he was such a delight. Like you, Sayori."
"But even I am not that messy!"
I smiled, my friends are finally getting better. I'm so proud of them pushing through with everything that's happened in almost a week and a half.
And I would be proud of them for everything to come in the next.
"Is everything working?"
I tuned in my walkie-talkie, waiting for a response. I didn't need to worry because it came early.
"Roger, Doki Leader!"
"Goshthisisembarrassing. R-Roger, Doki Leader."
The latter voice I could hear in both the walkie-talkie and not too far away from me as she was fixing up the ladder.
"Come on Doki Protector! Have some fun!"
Doki Protector, Yuri, was flustered beyond belief at these names. I almost feel bad for Sayori to not see this.
"I think Doki Protector is going to faint with the amount of blood rushing into her face," I say, causing Sayori to giggle from the other side. "We shouldn't mess with her much Doki Base."
"Please... don't," I heard Yuri said. We both laugh.
Yuri finishes aligning the ladder to meet to the window and gives me a thumbs up. I give her my own back.
"Okay, we're doing this! Yuri's going to climb up the ladder and knock on Natsuki's window a few times. I'll be on the lookout for Natsuki's father while Yuri helps Natsuki. Is that clear?"
"Yes!"
"Yes."
"Alright, Mission Doki is a go!"
Yuri nods and starts to climb while I stay back, making sure the ladder doesn't fall. All is silent in this dark crazy wonderland, only the stars above watching us. Until...
Knock...
All three of us waited impatiently for an answer, a reply. Yuri fidgets on the ladder while I bit my lip and furrowed my brows. Sayori was quiet, which was unusual for her. Yuri quickly turns, causing the ladder to shake a little. I held it still and mouthed her to be careful.
"She's still sleeping," she whispers.
"Knock again."
She knocks again, a little hesitant this time. Again no reply.
"Is she alright?" Sayori asks, speaking with static. The talkies are dying.
"She's fine. Yuri, knock harder."
Yuri knocks hard and surprises herself, causing the ladder to sway again. I held it in place.
Yuri looks from above with a worried expression.
"Doki Le- Moni, she won't wake. What will we do?"
I sigh, clutching my jacket. What will we do? Natsuki won't wake so we couldn't get in. The talkies are dying so we don't have enough time. We might get in question with police. This whole thing is falling apart!
What about we-
No, that's crazy! We'll definitely get in trouble with the police then! But this urge...
...
..
.
I can't resist it.
"Break the window."
Yuri looks at me with fear and hesitation while Sayori screams from my talkie.
"But Moni-!"
"We have to! Nobody will expect a thing because Natsuki is from a bad neighborhood. Come on!"
Yuri furrows her brows and hisses through her teeth with hesitation before unzipping her jacket and pulling out the gun from her holster. We both have holsters underneath our jackets called hip holders with our guns, bullets, and talkies. The leather is kinda uncomfortable but this is a quick situation anyways.
"I must warn you, I had never broken a window before."
"It will be fine, just lean to the side a bit."
"Be careful!"
Yuri nods and takes a deep breath before leaning a little side and slamming her gun into the window.
The glass pieces littered to the ground with a shattering noise. I tried to avoid some of them, but eventually, some left cuts on my arms. I ignore them and look up at Yuri, who was cowering from the side. She opens her eyes and relaxes once she thinks it's over, smiling at me.
"I did it!"
"Yay! Way to go Doki Protector!"
"You did a great job Doki Protector!"
Yuri flushes and covers her face in her hands. "You guys reward me like this..."
"Come on, you have to admit it's cute."
"That's the problem. it's too cute that it's sickening."
"You're just too used to horror books. You have to get a little cutesy once in a while."
"Makeover~"
"No! I'm perfectly fine with what I look like now thank you very mu-!"
"Yuri what the fuck!"
The faint voice of Natsuki.
Suddenly Yuri's face gets much more flustered as she starts apologizes profusely. The ladder starts to sway as Yuri bows and I have to hold it to keep it stable.
"Yuri be careful!"
Yuri, unable to function enough to form a sentence, nods.
Like literally, there's steam rising from her head.
"Monika, you're here too?!" Natsuki peers down the window, naked by the way, looking at me in disbelief. I covered my eyes with my free arm.
"I have a girlfriend."
"Damn right she does!"
I heard Natsuki sigh from Yuri's talkie and went somewhere, not too far away from the number of footsteps I heard. I uncovered my eyes and looked at Yuri, who looked like she was going to explode.
I wonder if she saw the full picture, being up there and all.
It didn't help that she had a crush on her too.
...
Considering who Yuri is, I think she's dead.
Natsuki comes back in a white robe, tied together with some cheap gold plastic. She looks at Yuri, concerned that she was going to burst.
"Damn Yuri, you okay?"
"...Fine!" Yuri smiles dazedly as the reddish hue on her face turns magically redder. At least she's not dead.
"Call her Doki Protector," Sayori says, against the ever so building static. "It's cuter!" Natsuki and I snort.
"You guys...are horrible," Yuri says at last, trying to cover her face with her hair. "Just get up here."
"Roger Doki Protector!"
Yuri gets off and I got on, climbing the slightly unstable ladder. I sighed as I on new ground, considering nobody was holding it.
We all just stood there silently, now not knowing what else to do...
..
...
"Moni no."
...
..
And then I tackled hugged Natsuki.
"Moni yes!"
"H-Hey! I'm only wearing a robe here! I thought you said you had a girlfriend!"
"That doesn't mean I can't hug my best friend~ You were gone for a day and a half!"
"Aw, Natsuki you sound so cute! I wish I could see you now!"
"Shut up, both of you! It's not like I wanted to see you guys anyways."
"Awh Natsuki!"
"Awh Natsuki!"
"Forget what I said! Moni, get off me!"
Meanwhile, Yuri sits, too overwhelmed of what she just saw.
Realizing we have a bit of spare time on her hands I got off Natsuki and tried to fix Sayori's static problem.
I heard the other's fine since I'm right next to Natsuki and Yuri, but Sayori's a different problem. Our batteries are dying and static is bound to happen until it completely shuts off, but there should be a way to prevent it for a while.
I would talk to Yuri about this, but she's busy thinking of other things.
I looked over to Yuri for a second and instantly felt bad for the taller girl. It looks like that blush was permanent marker.
"Doki Leader, are you messing with the talkies?"
Natsuki tries to muffle her laughter.
"Only mine, trying to fix this static thing for a bit."
"Low battery? We should have charged these things before you guys went out. Mine's on a charger right now, but your static might get worse."
I sigh, putting the talkie back in my holster, leaving it be. Turning to Natsuki, who was done having her laughing fit, and asked her why she only has a robe on.
Her smile disappears as she averts her eyes, pulling on her robe. I began thinking that this was a bad question.
"Sorry, it was a-"
"It was the only thing I could wear."
"...What?"
Natsuki faces me again, her face full of despair. "Papa locked me up here because he found out about me sneaking out every day. I had less respect and love I had before, somehow. I-I'm lucky you got me out before something bad happened, so thank you."
I held my breath, clutching my jacket once again.
"Did he did it again?"
Natsuki's grip on her robe got tighter as she looks up, tears in eyes. She answers quietly, almost inaudible.
"...He didn't even use a condom."
The whole room goes silent.
Natsuki blushes a bit, rubbing her eyes.
"Natsuki..."
"Are you saying you might be..."
"Pregan-?"
"Might! There's still a chance I am not." She huffs, trying to pull off her signature retort, but I could tell she was scared from the way her voice wobbles. "This isn't the place I would like to have this conversation anyway. Let's leave."
"Y-Yeah, where's that ladder," Yuri awkwardly says, beginning to standing up and climb out. She looks out the broken window and freezes."H-Hey Moni, did you p-put the ladder somewhere when you came up here?"
I look at Yuri confused before running to the window, only to see that the ladder fell down because of the wind.
"It fell."
"Shit."
"Eh? Do you guys want me to come up there?"
"No, it's okay."
"What do you mean 'it's okay'? My door is locked!"
"We can't just fall and hope for the best either. It's a high drop."
I thought for a second before having an idea. "Hey Yuri, give me your knife."
"Wait you guys have knives?!"
"For emergencies only. And this is one, right Yuri?"
Yuri nods, handing over her knife. It was only a pocket knife, but it will do.
"Everyone stand back!"
"Monika be careful!"
"Does anyone have a second idea?"
"I hope you guys know what the hell you are getting into!"
"Three! Two! One!"
All at once, all three of us yelled out, "New mission Doki Doki is a go!"
"Wait what the hell is a Doki?!"