a copycats game

part thirty two - accept or decline

Aois p.o.v

What happened?

All I know is..

Three are dead.

I sit there, in the now empty council room. The memories making me give in and cry. Three people! Are dead because of me! If I hadn't been so busy about my pathetic ego, they would be alive! But no! They dead.

I slam my fist onto the table, and it shudders, as I shake, unable to control it, not in the slightest.

And that's not even the half of it.

Last night, after the memorial service, info had text me, saying the police went to kurokos, after….

I hesitate, having the scene fresh in my mind.

….

Last night.

“Are you sure?” I ask, and info nods, completely broken. I jolt back, standing outside of my house.

Another car zooms past us, and we decide to follow it, knowing where is going, to her house.

After a few minutes, we make it to her house, where three cars are there, the lights illuminating their front yard.

A policeman walks over, not affecting me in the slightest, knowing their just doing their job.

“It's fine, let them pass.” Somone says, and I glance over, finding who I assume to be her mother or something. The policeman nods, and pulls the tape up, letting us through.

Her mother tries to be happy, but we both know she's not, her daughter is dead, theres no way to be happy.

“I assume your her friends?” She asks and I nod, knowing info can't handle the situation right now.

They nod back, as a body bag is placed onto a stretcher, making me almost breaking down.

Info grabs my shoulder, or my arm, I can't tell. Either way, she wants comfort, and to be completely honest, I am not going to stop her.

We walk pass the police and walk inside, where her father stands there, also trying to make out he's fine, but it's futile, there's no point in even trying.

“Upstairs, she left a message.” Her father says, and we both nod. Walking up there, info refuses to let go, and it's slightly confusing.

I walk into the room that I assume is hers, with the fact it's basically black with offish green, and so many books I'm pretty sure she's stolen a library.

Info huddles closer, almost crying, and I glance over, finding a badly scribbled note. I pick it up, and find it badly written, so she was in a rush.

To whom this may concern

I have decided to end it, because of Situations that have affected my mentality.

I can't handle to carry the burden of knowing I couldn't save any of them.

I know this will hurt you, but don't put my death first, as I have one wish for you to accomplish.

Kill that fucking asshole.

I pause, placing the note back down, next to where her glasses and earrings are.

Info cries, into my shoulder, and I stay strong, taking akanes feathers out of my pocket, alongside with ayanos mask.

I'm keeping these, and I don't care.

I grab her stuff, and shove the memories into my pocket, nudging info that we need to move.

She nods and we walk out, waving goodbye at her family, knowing there's no way to help them.

Back to the present.

The door opens, and info walks in, making sure she isn't spotted.

I sigh, and stare at the table, knowing she's here for a reason, why else would she be here?

“You need to go to class.” She warns, walking over. I can't, I can't focus, at all, why can i? People I cared about are dead, because I was a idiot, and didn't let her get to me.

“No.” I reply, and she stands behind me, leaning down, and gently resting her arms around my neck, knowing the stab wound is still there.

Her head moves to my neck, and I know what's she's doing, I'm not stupid.

“Please.” She repiles, not like herself. I know shes never going to be the same, she saw four of her friends die, and well, nobody is the same.

I grab her hand, and look over, knowing she's just making sure I'm OK. I understand, but she doesn't need to worry, I may not be as kind as akane, strong willed as kuroko, persistent as ayano, or calm as taro, but I have a reason to stay alive, we have a wish to fulfill.

Speaking of, “hey, did you find his book?” I ask and she nods, nuzzling her face against mine. I smirk, knowing she's going to be clingy, because well, I can move on, she can't.

I stand up, catching her off guard. She jolts but I hug her, knowing she wants safety. Although she doesn't hug back, I know she wants it.

Even when the door smashes open, to find Shiromi there, absolutely pissed.

Info jolts, terrified, and I remain stern, knowing she's going to be annyoed.

“What are you doing!?” She yells. I stand there, trying my hardest not to just attack her here and now. Not until classes start again.

“Moving on. Face it, I'm not yours.” I reply, gripping info harder, acting territorial, like always.

She pauses, and stands up straight, smirking.

“You know, I never thought of you two specifically caring about each other, I thought akane would have taken you, but here we are.” She repiles, and I jolt back.

“You have no fucking right to speak her name!” I yell, making info jump. Shiromi laughs, and crosses her arms.

“Why? So I can't speak of megami? Taro? Ayano? Akane? Or even kuroko?” She retorts, and I lose it.

Letting go, I run to her, grabbing her scarf. She jolts, but I grab her throat, squeezing as much as possible.

She chokes, and tries to make me let go, but to no avail.

Her face starts to go red, then blue, as she struggles to breathe. I don't stop, wanting her dead.

Suddenly, she falls limp, and I let go, dropping her to the floor.

Info rushes over, and I glance over, happy that we've finally ended it.

“Do I have time?” I ask, and she nods, putting her phone back.

“Cameras are down?” I add, and she nods, as I pick her dead body up. I smirk, and open the door.

I walk out, going to the incinerator, after all she doesn't deserve a right to burn.

I walk in, and put her in, closing the lid. After putting gas in, I place a bucket on the other end.

Pausing, I open it up, and grab her scarf, before closing it again. I grip it tightly, and turn it on, hoping nobody actually hears the noise.

After a few minutes, her blood lands into the bucket. I pick it up, and walk over to a set of flowers.

Without hesitation, I chuck it into the bed of flowers, never to be seen again.

I look at the scarf. I know I have something from everyone, because well, they meant something to me.

Megamis gloves, akanes feathers, kurokos glasses and earrings, ayanos mask, taros book, and her scarf. I can't ever forget about this, ever.

I glance at the windows, knowing info probably has gone to her room. I smirk, holding the scarf, looking at her room.

I love her, and I am not letting anything happen to her, never.

The endu