Fate Of The Twelve (Completed)

Chapter 27: Waking up

"Are you alright?" Ryouta asked me then he rushed towards me as soon as I opened the door. I weakly took a step forward as my knees wobbled and I was bound to fall if it were not for him who quickly came to my aid and supported me.

"Jeeeezzz. Those people are just heartless." Ryouta mumbled under his breath but I heard anyway but I just kept quiet, he placed an arm around my waist and slung my arm over his shoulder then he started walking.

Looking at him, I sighed when I saw bandages wrapped all over his arms and knees and around his neck, some blood seeping through them because of his effort to help me walk.

"Let me go." I said but he turned and gave me a frown.

"Why should I do that when my friend is in a bad shape?" he queried as an eyebrow rose up and he puffed his cheeks. Always childish. I clicked my tongue in annoyance as I glared down at him.

"You're one to talk when you're in no better shape than me you brat." I spat at him and he smiled awkwardly when he realized I was right.

"Let me go. I can walk on my own." I said but he shook his head and kept on supporting me.

"I'm fine." He said jovially with that smile that never leaves his face. I wonder how can he even have the courage to smile in this type of life we are currently living. Is he that much of an idiot to smile even though it's clear as day that he's in pain?

I really don't get him at all. tsk. He helped me sit down on the ground, my back against the column of stone. Since the day I woke up from my sleep, we always hang out here after those evil humans outside the door keep on doing painful things to us.

Ever since I woke up from my sleep because of this noisy brat, I began wishing from then on that I should have never woke up if only I new that I would under go such pain and circumstances.

I can't help myself but glare at Ryouta who sighed when he saw my glare as he stood up.

"I'm sorry." He said softly, the smile wiped from his face as he looked down at the floor and I just stared at him.

"You should be. If only I knew I was going to wake up in this messed up world and just be a lab rat, I wouldn't have minded if I slept for all eternity, but then, you came along and woke me up anyway." I scowled at him, not minding if I hurt him in anyway.

I didn't care. All I knew is just that I hated him. I hated him from waking me up in a death like sleep where in I felt nothing but now I was awake and I had to go through all sorts of pain.

He didn't answer and I just chose to look the other way, peering into the dark and no where in particular. That's my life, sleep for a few hours in this cold dark room, woken up to be experimented on and given new wounds then back to this room where I'm stuck with the one who was the reason of all my pain right now.

"I'm sorry if my noisiness woke you up from a month ago and that you had to suffer. I was just lonely. I woke up three years ago before you did and I felt so alone so I just wanted company. I'm sorry if I had to drag you into this. Anyway, wait here, I'll just sneak in the kitchen again, I'm hungry and I'm sure you are too."

I heard a forced chuckle come from him as his footsteps going away echoed inside the room and I heard the door open and close a minute after, signalizing he was out.

but wait... What did he say? Three years ago before I woke up? He woke up then?

If he woke up three years ago before I did... did it mean that he suffered the pain for more than three years now?