Now, the chains have been lifted.Now, I can finally die.I took one step ahead.One more and I will plummet down from here.With that thought in mind, I took another step.Ah, I am falling.Just when I thought that someone caught my hand.“Eh?” I was surprised.I had thought I was going to fall but there I was, suspended in the air, with my two feet dangling fifteen feet above the ground.While I was baffled, I was suddenly yanked upwards with a great force.And now I was again on the hard concrete floor.I looked up at the one who had just disrupted my plan.“Yama…moto?”Beads of sweat were trickling down his forehead. He looked worried and anxious. His was a face that showed he had just saved a disaster from happening.He took a breath of air and then looked at me, angrily, “What the hell were you thinking of doing, you idiot!? Are you out of your mind!?”I felt enraged.Who the hell did he think he was? He came out of nowhere and foiled my plans and he had the nerve to act as if h
Her car was turned upside down. She was seeing the world upside down.The whole world will be upside down now. Not for everyone. Not for her. But for just one boy. Kageyama Kage.A mere high school student but the experiences he has had in his mere seventeen years of life are something that even adults will have difficulty handling. But Kageyama had survived. He had fallen apart but he ended up surviving. But not without paying a price. In his case, the price was something very precious. - His life.In exchange for surviving the disaster he himself had brought upon himself, he had given up on the rest of his life.He had wanted to die long ago. At that time, a girl that didn't exist had saved him briefly. But even that non-existent girl seemed to have wanted him to die. She was just pushing it back and trying to stall. She just wanted him to suffer some more. That was all.The second time he had wanted to die.At that time, it was none other than Kaya herself that had prevented it
Although it was still raining, the density had decreased considerably.In that rain, without caring that her body was wet from head to toe, a girl was walking.Her whole body was wet. Including her face. What looked like drops of rain trickled down her cheek. Or maybe it wasn't rain. It could well have been her fat tears rolling down. But no one could tell. Even the girl herself wasn't sure.Not caring in the slightest about the gazes of the people around her, she strode towards the hospital.She asked the receptionist at the entrance to give her the room number of the person she was seeking.Although reluctant, the woman gave her the room number.She walked towards the elevator but it showed that it was engaged.Not able to bear waiting anymore, she decided to take the stairs instead.Since the rain couldn't penetrate the roof of the hospital, she was now sure that what had been wetting her face wasn't rain but her tears.She had heard the news.That Kageyama Kage had tried to commit
This here brings an end to the second arc of the series 'Fakeness and Family'. This volume was sort of a bridging arc. At first, I had planned this volume to be the same length as the first one but when I continued writing it become far longer than I had originally planned. In this volume, some light was shed on the fakeness that our protagonist had and the complicated family relationship he has. But, we still don't know the full story yet. There are many things we have yet to know. Why exactly does Kageyama hate his mother so much? Why did his father die and why does he blame himself for his father's death? What is the sin he speaks of? And more importantly, who is this girl - Hayami? And why did Kaya refer to her as non-existent? There is something even more pressing here. What will happen afterward? All of these will be answered in the next volume which will be the final installment of this series. And sorry but, I think you guys will have to wait till next month for all t
I looked her straight in the eyes and replied in all honesty. “I am sorry, Hamasaki.” For a moment, her mouth opened a little then she closed it tight. Her thin glossy lips then went on to form a thin smile. A smile that said that she knew this was coming. Her hands were clasped tightly in front of her and all she could do was look on at me with her loving gaze. But, I didn’t avert her gaze and looked straight at her. This was the least I could do to respect the determination and courage she showed despite knowing the end result. A strong wind blew, and her long hair was sent flying in the air, blocking her face. She turned around and then she ran. Although her face was hidden by her long, lustrous hair, I was sure I had seen it. A drop of tears that contained a thousand painful emotions. “I wonder how many times has it been now?” I said as I looked up at the sky with my expression blank. Maybe eighteen? No. It should have already crossed twenty by now. Twenty. The number o
A man in his early forties came wobbling through the front door.He hastily opened his shoes and threw them toward the wall. They bounced off the wall and fell on the floor upside down. He put his right hand on the wall as he supported himself as he walked.I was still there rooted at the end of the steps.His footsteps were loud and heavy. I hated this man. And of course, I hate to talk to him. But if I don’t talk here, the loud thumping will continue and this is for sure going to wake my mom up. She was tired and she needs rest. For the sake of her respite, unwillingly, I spoke to the drunk man from the spot I was in.“Hey, pipe it down, old man. You will end up waking mom up.”Upon hearing my harsh words delivered in a cold tone, my drunk father slowly looked up at me with his swollen, red eyes.“Oh, my son.”When he said that, I could feel blood rush to my head at an unbelievable speed. Hearing him speak, I felt enraged. I hated him. I hate his face. I hate his voice. I hate his e
The room was silent now that the storm had passed.My mom was still lying on the floor. Her hair was still a mess with tears staining her beautiful and lovely face.I slowly walked towards her and crouched down to gaze into her eyes that were cast down.I gently held her quivering shoulders and brought her close to mine, hugging her tightly.The quivering stopped and I heard the sound of faint sobs escaping her lips.“I am sorry.” She said.“No. Mom, why are you apologizing?”“It’s all my fault. Because of me even you have to suffer at the hands of your father. I am sorry. I am sorry, Kage!”The tears burst forth like damn and she wrapped her arms around me tightly.“No. Stop it, mom. It was not your fault. It never had been!”It was all his fault. All that bastard’s fault. She had nothing to be blamed for. It was my dad and his drinking habits that were the cause of it all.This had been a daily routine for us now. Day after day, I was made to witness the same scene again and again.
“Shit!”I said as I hurriedly jumped out of bed.Maybe it was because I had gone to sleep quite late yesterday, I wasn’t able to wake up on time. I had set three alarms at 6 o’clock, 6: 30, and 7 am. And I had – somehow – managed to miss all of it. I didn't know I had this extraordinary talent.The time currently was 7: 45.My school started at 8 o’clock sharp. That meant I had less than fifteen minutes to freshen up, get ready, have breakfast, and head to school.I ran towards the bathroom. I washed my face and brushed my teeth (well I just gave five strokes of the brush and then done) in a hurry.I went upstairs without even drying my face and put on my uniform.As I ran out of my room, I checked my mom’s room. She was still sound asleep. She must have been tired of all that happened yesterday. Without waking her up, I went back to my room.Since mom was still sleeping, that meant no breakfast was made.I had some extra money with me so I decided I will buy something at the convenie