Alright Everyone! This is my new story, my third fan fic. Yea. I wrote this when i wasn't in a good mood and stuff.
italiziced (or whoever you spell it) means thoughts in my Nakamura's head.
".." is when people are talking.
Chapter 1
I ran into the bathroom.Closing the door behind me, tears falling from my eyes. My mascara was running down my cheeks, staining them.
I HATE MYSELF! I HATE EVERYONE AND EVERYTHING! WHY DO PEOPLE TREAT ME LIKE THIS? THIS PARTY! THIS PARTY... SHOWED ME WHAT PEOPLE REALLY THINK ABOUT ME! IT'S LIKE I LIVE IN HELL. I WANT TO GET LIFE AND THIS PAIN OVER WITH.
I said this to myself. I was sick of life and I wanted to end it. I reached into my pocket and pulled out a knife. For a couple of days now I have been carrying it around. I don't know why but I carry it around. I sat on the toilet and looked t the knife in my gloved hands,with my fingers I touched the cold metal. Things running through my head at full speed.
I pulled up my sleeve and looked at my arm. I was soo pale. Probably from not being out much. I haven't been anywhere for a long time. People think i'm crazy soI never show my self around them. I gripped the knife tighter around it's handle. I put the knife on to my arm and walked up to the mirror. I looked at myself. I looked helpless. I sliced my arm, pain rushing through and out of my veins. I screamed in pain, as memories from when I was young to.. now were running right in front of me. It's true, you do see your life past right in front of your eyes as you're dieing.
I felt myself hit the ground hard and fade away. People might call what I have just done suicide, but i call it saying goodbye. I'm going to hell anyways for what I have done but atleast hell will be better then where I live now.
beep...beep
I wake up to the sound of a machine. I don't open my eyes, in fear of what hell might look like. I open them slowly, and see blurry.
White?
Hell is white?
Guess this is the suicidal section of hell. Where everything is white just to annoy the fuck out of us, the people who prefer the darkness.
I look around, still blurry. Damn. I see red.
Yep. This is hell.
I blink and everything comes back into focuse. I see someone, someone with red hair. Shuichi Minamino.
What the hell is he doing here?
He smiles at me and begins to walk my way."Good, your finally awake." He says. He stretches out his hand to touch me, but I flinch.
Reflexes.
He looks at me shocked. But smiles again.
His smile is soo ...gentle.
Suddenly a rush of anger runs through me."Why are you here!" I half ask and half yell at him.
Before he could answer a nurse rushes into the room. "Now.Now. Miss Kadishu. No yelling. You don't want to hurt yourself anymore then you already are, now do you. "
I sigh and look away from Shuichi.
"You should be thanking this young man, he saved your life." She said taking the covers off of me. I started to shiver. I closed my eyes they felt so heavy. I tried to sit up but failed, I felt soo weak.
"Why?" I ask Shuichi, as I look at him.
"Why what?" He asked, as he looked at me, confused.
"WHY DIDN'T YOU JUST LET ME DIE!" I yelled at him.
He backed away."I..I..."
"Young man, I think you should leave."The nurse said, as tears began to fall down my face.
"GO! Leave!" I yelled at him. As the tears roll down my face.
At that moment I felt a sting on my right arm.
Damn! She gave me a shot.
I wake up, to the smell of medicine.
Damn! Still in the hospital.
I guess I only fell asleep a few hours. It was still light outside. I looked at my left arm. It was bandaged, but the blood was seeping through. The nurse comes in with some papers. The nurse from earlier. I look at her. I watched her stop the machines and take that one big needle thing out of my arm. It hurt like fuck.
"Alright Miss kadishu, I need you to sign these papers and then you'll be on your way out of her." she said handing me a clipboard and a pen.
I signed and she helped me stand up and get dressed.
"Oh, yes. That young boy.. Shuichi Minamino. He brought your car, it's in the parking lot. Right on the first floor." She told me as she handed me some keys.
I took them and began to walk out. I did as the nurse said. I went out into the parking lot and got my car. I got in and the smell of roses rushed to my nose.
It smelled good. I looked in the back seat and there were hundred of roses spread over it.
I smiled. That shit hurt. It's been a long time since I've smiled. I guess my lips were out of practice.
I drove home and parked my car in the garage. I Lived in a big house. My dad was filthy rich, but I don't act like I am. I walked into the house and saw one of the maids.
" Hey Changshi. Can you please clean out the back seat of my car, when you have time." I said to her.
She smiled at me. "Sure miss Nakamura." She said as tear rolled down her face.
I walked off ,leaving her to cry to herself. I know why she was crying. She had told me once. She said I reminded her of my mother, the looks and stuff. They were best friends and now my mother is dead. She's the only person i can actually talk to. My dad...well. Let's not get into that.
I stepped into my room, black and red walls greeted me. Everything in my room was either black or red. Bed covers, curtains, walls dressers, my piano, almost everything. except for a fox teddy, I had. My mother gave it to me when I was born. I never figured it out. Why not a bear?
I threw myself on my bed and closed my eyes. There was a Knock on my door. I didn't answer it , so whoever knocked just walked in. "Nakamura...how was the spring break party yesterday?"
Changshi.
"Bad." I said opening my eyes. Right in front of my eyes was Changshi with new bandages and alchohol.
"Don't worry. I didn't tell your father. The hospital called and let me know. I went out and bought these things." She said tears rolling down her childish face.
I hate seeing you cry.
"Don't cry Changshi. I'm not worth it." I said trying to comfort her.
"Yes. Child. You are. You are very precious, you should know that. it's time to break the silence." She said.
I looked at her confused."What are you talking about?"
Well, This is my first chapter. if you think I should continue it tell me so. K! Well, I'm out. Review or whatever. Oh, yea. Ya'll can suggest things, if ya'll want.