I slammed the door behind me and ran to the bathroom.
Black eyebags, purple greasy-ish hair, pale skin, "emotionless" expression.
yep thats me.
I stared at myself in the mirror for a few minutes. Ew. Gross. Fat. I placed the roll of bandages on the counter and walked over to the bathtub. I turned on the faucet and let the water run as I got undressed slowly. While I waited for the tub to fill I looked in the mirror in disgust of myself.
If I dont even like the way I look how could anyone else? I'm stupid for even thinking that anyone-
I shook my head and ran over to my bathtub to turn off the running faucet. I twisted the faucet until it turned off and sat down in the bathtub, Examining at all my cuts, scars, and bruises all over my body. I want to die. But I want to live too...
---Afterwards---
I walked out of the bathroom with my head wrapped in bandages. I walked over to my closet and grabbed a purple baggy sweater, with a pair of white shorts, and put the "Comfortable" clothes on. I layed down on my bed and wrapped myself in blankets.
White room. White room. White room. White room. Oh god... I'm here again... White walls... Blood... Sink... Dad. DAD. FATHER. I'm hiding.. Dont find me... please... Dad, please... Cold.. I'm cold... Theres a knife?...
☺︎︎Shuichi's POV☺︎︎
"Ooh! how about we play a game?!" Kaede said as I plopped down on my bed and looked at Kaede as she sat down on a chair next to my bed. "Okay, what game?" I asked and sat up, not breaking eye contact with Kaede. "How about... Truth or dare!" "Okay, Truth or dare-" I thought I heard something, sounded kind of like a cry- It was probably nothing. "Hm? Are you okay?" "Yeah I just- think I heard something, did you-"
BANG
Nope, I definitely heard something. "Holy crap-!" Kaede shot up from her seat with an alarmed look on her face. "What was that-?!" I yelled. "Let's go look! C'mon!" I Nodded hesitantly, getting up and walking towards the door with Kaede. I opened the door, letting Kaede walk out of the room before me. "So uh, where do you think the sound came from?" She asked, I could tell she was nervous. "Well, it sounded pretty close so I'm guessing Ouma's room." I bet he is just pulling a prank or something idiotic. "Its going to be a prank or something, I'm not falling for it." I stared at Kokichi's door, I couldn't help but feel somewhat bad for him. "I still want to see if he is alright..." Kaede looked at me, frowning. "Okay.." I responded quickly, walking towards his door, only to hear faint whimpers from in the room. "Ouma? Ouma. Come on let us in!" No response. "Ouma if this is a joke I'm gonna kill you!" No response. Naturally, I started getting worried. "Ouma open the fucking door!" Kaede walked over to me, standing next to me, she grabbed a pin out of her pocket and started picking the lock. "There!" Kaede pushed open the door and...
There was Kokichi. Curled up in a ball next to the bed in a blanket. "NoNoNoNoNoNoNoNoNoNoNoNoNoNoNo" He just sat there. Rocking back, and fourth, back, and fourth. I stood there, in shock, then Kaede pushed me out of the way and crouched infront of ouma, who was hyperventalating.
"Shh its okay, its okay, you're safe here. You are in your room safe. Its okay, Ouma, you are safe."
What do I say? He's my friend, I should do something. But- he's a liar, he deserves it right? Should I help?..
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᪥Hi! Thanks for reading this chapter! (btw is taking pictures in movie theatres illigal?-)᪥
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(random update: wow i wrote this at 3:00 am omfg, oh ya also, i might write another story like this exept in the killing game and not a non-despair au.)
