Chapter 3: Morbid Happiness
When Sasuke and I got out of school, I did everything I could to prolong the walk back home. We went to the convenience store, bought sweet dumplings, and I walked super slow - blaming it on my sleepiness. As we walked up to the gate, I knew Sasuke could tell there was something wrong. After deciding it would be too suspicious to not intervene or say anything, I called out, "Auntie? Uncle?'
The gate creaks and swings open with a touch of Sasuke's finger. "Hello?" I call out once again.
Maybe I would be the person that asks if anyone is there in a horror movie… Totally unrelated thought, focus Moriko!
Our feet crunch the leaves under us, but we were being cautious. I'm sure Sasuke thought there was an intruder and he would save the day… I was trying not to think about what was actually happening. Or the fact that Hikari was… Focus! What do you see?
Lost in my thoughts and zoned out, I bumped into Sasuke who was standing completely still. I realized he was trembling,too. Following his gaze, I saw what he was looking at. Our aunt and uncle were dead, their blood splattered all over the bakery. I made a fake sobbing sound- I didn't know them that well and they didn't like me, so this wasn't a big deal.
I hugged Sasuke quickly, and his teardrops plopped onto my shoulder. He looked up and I had to hold him up as he almost fainted. I turned around and saw everyone with brutal wounds, dead with their insides spewed all over their own homes. I just hoped Itachi had the common sense to leave before Sasuke could find out he did this.
Suddenly, Sasuke started sprinting back to our house, and I did my best to follow him. I used to be able to run faster than anyone at school in my old life, but I was weak in this life. Sasuke raced to our parents room and we both found them dead, their heads rolling on the floor. Itachi jumped out the window before we could see him. My brother fell to the floor in a heap of sobs when my eyes widened. "Hikari!" I remembered, my thoughts coming out before I could stop my mouth.
I ran to her room and slammed the door open. Her room was now painted red. Intestines everywhere. I half laughed, half sobbed. My legs stopped working and I fell to the floor, my best friend's blood staining my clothes. "HIKARI!" I screamed. I told myself to shut up, to stop whining like a baby when I'm the one who let this happen, but I couldn't. I was choking on my own tears. My throat was closing up and my breath was getting sharper and sharper, until oxygen didn't feel like a thing anymore.
Finally, the pain stopped as I passed out on the floor, my head landing on what I'm pretty sure was my friend's heart. Of course, this was the fate I deserved. I had broken her heart and now I should drown it.
When I woke up in the hospital, it somehow felt like a giant rock had been thrown off my back. Sure, Hikari was gone, but so were any ties to my past life, and I could now focus on my new; happier life. My heart throbbed at her death, and how I somehow found joy in it, but I drifted off to sleep again before I could self depricate myself anymore.