His Riddle {Drv2 FanFic AU/KomaHina}

// {11} I Don't Care if Nobody Understands me \\

DISCLAIMER: THIS IS A SHORT CHAPTER. I'LL EITHER MAKE A ONESHOT OF SAIMATSU OR LAWLIGHT. YOU GUYS CAN CHOOSE, OR I'LL DO BOTH.
p.s. If you saw my other account, I'm genuinely sorry. Not stating where it is.

Out in this empty void, I felt a hand reach out to me. A hand that indeed, did not exist. Nothing existed in my heart. After everything we went through, hope lost. Why did I try to become hope?

I'm too worthless to ever compare to hope... what happened to my morals? In the end, I will always be a stepladder for hope. That's all I'm good for. Always.

I feel like I'm losing everything one by one, but I try to hold out my hand to keep it in my weak grasp. The truth is in my soul, isn't it? Can't I keep it in hand? Just once? Or am I truly that worthless?

"You verbally abuse me."

"Why do I let you stay here?"

"You're disgusting. Absolutely disgusting..."

"I need you to suffer."

Those words they told me enveloped my brain like deadly venom. I promised myself that it wouldn't hurt me... so why is it so painful now? Why does it hurt so much? Truly, I'm no match for hope.

I can't even feel it myself...

...

"Nagito? Nagito! Wake up!" A lavender haired girl in pigtails slapped my face, forcing me into a conscious state.

"...Idola? Where's Hajime?" I asked while in a daze, "Is he okay? Please tell me... he's okay."

"Hajibaby's okay! Ahehe, he's just... having some trouble remembering right now... heheh...." Sugi giggled nervously.

"I'm sorry... worthless trash like me shouldn't have even asked." I replied in a solemn voice. It had been a while since I was like this.

Still half-asleep, I got up and walked around an empty room with wooden floors and white walls. It was dusty, and had no windows. The only thing allowing us to see was the lightbulb on the ceiling.

But there he was, Hajime, lying on the floor, awake. No, I can't let him know. If he knows he forgot everything... that would be a problem, wouldn't it? A scum like me doesn't have the right to let him into that state of mind.

"W-Who are you? What are you going to do to me? Where am I?" Hajime yelled out in anger and confusion.

"I'm Nagito Komaeda... but you can just call me Nagito. We found you... ah, you seemed pretty hurt. Sorry for uh, kidnapping you." I laughed nervously, hoping he wouldn't see through my lie.

"KIDNAPPED?" Hajime screamed.

"No, no! Not like that! We just have to escape the Fantasy Arc, is all!" I ruffled my hair, fighting back tears, "Me, Idola, Sugi, you, and Iz-"

"How do you know about Izuru? Tell me, now." Hajime gave me a stern look before wincing in pain.

It must be happening again.

"Hey... help me! AH.... AHHHHH!" Hajime screamed before turning into the demon we had all seen many times.

"None of you seemed shocked... w-why is that? You guys did something to me, didn't you?" Hajime asked in a not-so-polite tone.

"Well-" I started before getting cut off by Idola.

"WE'RE USED TO IT, OKAY? STOP BEING A BRAT AND GET OVER YOURSELF!" Idola screamed out.

"HOW CAN I GET OVER MYSELF? I JUST GOT KIDNAPPED!" Hajime retorted while wincing in pain.

"I worded it wrong... it wasn't really kidnapping... well... err..." I started before getting cut off again.

"Puhuhuhu! Did you guys forget about me?"