Hey guys! Sorry I couldn't meet my every other day deadline :(
I've just been really, reeeaaallly busy!
This was a difficult chapter to write! I need to re-introduce my antagonist (It's not Naomi -.-') soon. Ugh writers block sucks!
Go to chapter 2 to get the reference m'kay?
To: Ayumi From: Naomi
Text
I'm really confused about what happened today Ayumi. I really hope your not upset. Call me? xxx
To: Ayumi From: Satoshi
Private Message Facebook
Shinozaki, I contacted the administrators, and theres been a major hack on mine, Seiko's, Naomi's, Mayu, Morishige's accounts, as well as two others, Sakura something, and someone else with a sure name or Tsuji or something like that.
To: Ayumi From: Mayu
Hey, there was no need to be so loud today. I don't think anyone has been spreading rumors about you really. I hope your okay! M xox ^-^
There was no message from Seiko. Probably because she was angry about how Ayumi had talked to her best friend. Oh well.
Although she liked attention, Ayumi couldn't help but feel disgusted by her so called friends sympathy. As far as she knew, they were all liars, especially Naomi...and Satoshi.
What had caused Satoshi to turn on her like that? Ayumi had had one lingering piece of hope in her heart that maybe Satoshi liked her back, even after it was revealed he was going out with her secretly-not-so-friend-arch-nemnisis Naomi. She had always imagined Satoshi as the perfect being, in every way great and inspiring with no flaws included. Ayumi thought she was special when he went out of his way to help her, or flashed her a sweet smile, but only no did she realise he actually did that to everyone, whether he was friends with them or not. That made her feel like she'd been blind the whole time, off in a different world where everything went her way.
Then she had crashed down to earth, leaving messy craters everywhere where she had been careless. Careless with her friends, words and thoughts. She had messed up big time, and she didn't need her friends' subtle, sympathetic texts to tell her that. Why didn't they hate her already?
Part of her wanted them to detest her, for it would be much easier to endure hate comments then unwanted snippets of empathy. It, just, was, not, FAIR!
Usually Ayumi loved tuesdays, as she had double history as well as art. However as soon as she woke up, she had a sickening taste in her mouth where the impulsive, nasty words had rolled of her tongue yesterday. Additionally, she was sporting a scorching headache, and generally didn't feel like moving at all.
Hinoe had alerted her parents, as she knew when Ayumi was ill just by looking at her. She always hated missing school, but Hinoe could tell it was a contagious virus, and agreed that she'd stay at home with her younger sister as her parents were both working that day.
"Ayumi-chan, you stay in bed as long as you like okay? I've got a couple of client meetings soon so i'll be out for a couple of hours. Theres food in the kitchen if you feel like it, but you don't need to if your sick." Hinoe told her quietly as Ayumi shivered under the covers.
"Mmmkay.." came Ayumi's muffled, tired voice. "See wuu layteerr..."
Hinoe smiled before shutting the door. Apart from being obviously ill, Hinoe knew there was something else on her little sister's mind. But she knew better not to delve to deep into her business, so she left without mentioning her concern.
Ayumi eventually managed to drag herself out of bed, but didn't get any further then shugging a thin kimono wrap around her shivering body. She thought about what everyone would be doing at school at that time, most likely in double history, her favorite subject. Whopee! They probably hadn't of noticed she was even ill. For some reason, her phone was buzzing with texts and nofifications, loudly with the same bleating tone. As Ayumi staggered over to the door, she found it more annoying by the minute, and eventually got sick of it and practically pounced on it to stop the noise. Yet when she deleted the messages, which were in fact hate messages on facebook and text messages, even from people she didn't know, they just kept on coming like orders to the best resturant in town. Her eyes were sore from the bright light; she gripped the phone in her fist with sweaty palms.
"I'M SICK OF IT!" she cried, throwing it across the room. "SHUT UP!"
Little did she know that in fact Hinoe had opened her bedroom window for fresh air, and the phone had gone straight through the open area. For a second she felt like going to retrieve it, but in her mind it wasn't worth it at al, not if it was going to just have the same effect on her every time she received a text. However almost instantly after throwing it, she heard a surprised though slightly deep cry from the pavement below. In her anger, Ayumi hadn't considered the many pedestrians that would be walking past her house!
In shock horror, she rushed to the open window, glancing outside with sudden wide eyes. She hoped they weren't to mad with her, it was an accident after all!
"Oy, Shinozaki!" called the familiarly gruff voice. "Watch out where you throw things!"
"Oh, it's just you..." called Ayumi quietly from her window, feeling a snigger arising in her chest as Yoshiki leant over to pick up her phone.
"It's cracked," he told her, showing her the screen fro below. "Badly, too."
"Oh well," Ayumi dismissed, with a wave of her hand. "It was more trouble then it was worth anyway."
"What do you mean?" he replied with a frown. "And why are you not at school? It's a Tuesday if I'm not mistaken, you don't want to miss art and history!"
"How would you know that?" she asked quite loudly. "I think you should come in, I can't hear you very well..."
A few minutes later Yoshiki was sat in her bedroom quietly, listening to her explain what had happened in school with Naomi and her friends, about finding out their elaborate plan and them denying it like they had no idea. She told him how she was ill, but actually had kind of scived school so she wouldn't have to see their faces and the hate that would most definitely come her way. He was sprawled on her bed, looking most comfortable beside her, which actually put Ayumi's mind at ease slightlly. At least things were never awkward with Yoshiki.
"Ayumi," he said once she had finished her ranty recount. "Are you sure that they are all lying? Even Satoshi?"
"Yes, theres no doubt," she replied, biting her lip. "I didn't think Satoshi would, but he's made his decision, chose his side. I can't imagine dating Nakashima would be that interesting."
Yoshiki's eyes lit up at Ayumi's words, but they were quickly diminished with a sultry nod.
"Your right. I'd never date Nakashima either."
"You don't even know her Yoshiki..."
"Yeah, well," he sighed, crossing his arms. "Maybe theres just someone else i like, and i'm waiting for..."
"Life's too short to think like that know Yoshiki. Just do it!"
"Yeah exactly, listen to your own words, am I right?"
"Huh?"
"You need to go in to school tomorrow and talk properly with Naomi and everyone else. Find out what really happened. Hear them out, they'll hear you out to if you are just patient!" he advised.
"That's not how it works," pointed out Ayumi. "They all hate me now. And I hate them! You should of seen the messages they were sending me!"
"If they sent them," countered Yoshiki, remembering Ayumi's mention of Satoshi's hacking 'exuse'. "You don't know that, where's the evidence?"
Ayumi was about to point to her phone, but then ran her fingers over the broken screen. Maybe throwing it wasn't such a good idea...
"Whatever. They won't talk to me tomorrow, especially Naomi and Satoshi!" she pouted.
"What I don't understand is why your upset!" spluttered Yoshiki. "You brought this on yourself!"
"But, I'm scared i'll lose them, i mean, their my only friends..." she whispered. "I'll look a loner without them, see!"
"When your losing someone because you were reckless, or misjudging, or even greedy and mean, you should do anything to stop them. Since when you lose them, and it's your fault, the feeling left is terrible!" Yoshiki turned to her, his eyes fiery.
His deep words almost took the breath straight out of her lungs Ayumi faced him, her cheeks burning partly with embarrassment of being lectured by him in particularly, and partly because...well, she didn't really know.
"Trust me, I've seen it before. Sometimes the person you lose falls, not the other way round, and you can just she them darkening, their happiness deteriorating every second."
"Yoshiki..." she said, feeling her vision blur ever so slightly. "I've messed up. I knew that their explanation was totally legit, but I let my pride get in the way of me. I'm sorry i've got you in this, you can go if you like..."
Yoshiki just grinned awkwardly, and raised a trembling hand to Ayumi's face as if to stroke it. Then he must of thought better of himself, for he dragged his arm away, and turned to face the wall. Suddenly Ayumi felt a burning flame of desire inside her heart, and couldn't help but pull his hand up back to her face. His eyes were wide with surprised, as if he was truly stunned that Ayumi would think of doing such a thing.
Their eyes stayed locked for what seemed like eyes, constantly fizzling like a fireworks show in early November. They stayed like that for what seemed like forever, none of them wanting to break the abrupt silence that had fallen between them. Predictably, Ayumi was the first to turn away; she just couldn't stand the unfamiliar tension.
"Ack...Ugh, I'm sorry about that!" she apologised, a freaked out expression on her face. "You must think I..."
"I don't think," he said softly. "I know!"
Aaaand let's leave them to it. Just joking, more next chapter lol ^o^
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