[One shot] Burn (Ohno Satoshi)
TITLE: BURN
RATING: PG (plot is a bit dark)
Member: Ohno Satoshi
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The rain continued to pour.
Heavier that it had been a few minutes ago.
I'm freezing cold but I couldn't care less.
My eyes was glued on what was infront of me.
She was on her knees, her hands covering her face, her shoulder shook uncontrollably as she continued to sob quite loudly.
I grunted. "You knew this was coming..." I told her.
Slowly...ever so slowly...she lifted her face to meet my gaze.
Her tears weren't obvious, but by the way she was hiccupping, I knew tears were still flowing down.
"I didn't." she began "Why? Why did you do this?"
I wanted to laugh my guts out. But laughing out loud might just draw attention to us.
And that's the last thing I wanted to happen.
"You're playing innocent." I told her quietly as I leaned on the wall.
She didn't say anything for awhile. She just sobbed and hid her face again.
"You made a fool out of me." I started
"What are you talking about? I didn't..."
"Yes you did."
"What should I do to make you believe that I didn't? Why the heck are you doing this?!" She said loudly almost screaming.
I didn't like it. Her getting mad like that in this situation. I had the right to get mad after seeing her with him.
"DON'T YOU DARE RAISE YOUR VOICE AT ME!" I screamed.
Crows hiding from the trash dump came flying out from the dark alley where we stood.
The rain was letting up a bit and it made me gaze at the dark sky before broking into laughter.
"You knew I was madly in love with you but you chose to ignore everything and ran off with him!" I said pointing in front of me. "You allowed this trash to force you into leaving me!"
Something I consider as trash.
An abomination, maybe not to the world but, at the very least in my life.
He was the one who messed my world with her.
He was the one to blame...
He took her away from me...
It's his entire fault.
He's the root of everything.
That's why he had to go.
I looked with nothing but disgust and hatred at the body that was lying before me. It was only a matter of minutes before his heart completely stops beating. Technically, he was nothing more than a soon - to - be corpse with a dagger almost buried in his gut. Not to mention the many more slashes I've added in.
Seventeen.
I counted.
"Don't you understand that I truly love him? I love him that's why I decided to go with him. I love..." her voice trembling.
"He messed up with your head..." I said cutting her off. "He poisoned you into thinking you're inlove with him. He is the reason for all of this and I needed to take him out so that we can...It's me who you love not him..."
She stood up and walked towards me not stopping until we're less than a foot apart. "I'm sorry for making you think I feel the same way about you as you feel about me but it is the truth that it's him I love. I love you but not like that. You're my friend..."
A surge of anger and hatred blazed up inside me making me push her so that we were on the other side of the alley, her back pushed hard against the wall.
"I don't buy it." I felt my lips curve to a smile. My left hand caressed her trembling cheek slowly while the other was fishing out something from my back pocket.
"Please..."
"A friend you say? If you saw me that way why did you let me run after you as if I was a love sick puppy waiting for his master only to find out she has a new puppy to play with!"
"Please..."
"I'm tired of you're games..." I told her. "...you want to be with him that bad? Then I'll give you that chance..."
"No... Please...No..." she pleaded probably sensing what i was about to do.
And on cue, I found it, the other knife that i had brought with me. Those types that can be folded so that its' sharp edge is hidden from view.
I smiled at her. Showing her what I had in my hand.
"Please..." her voice broke. "I'll do everything...I'll be with you, do whatever you want with me... I'll teach myself to love you the way you love me...just please..."
I laughed "Just a minute ago you were telling me you love that riffraff truly and now at the sight of a sharp knife you tell me you'll love me?"
"Please..."
"Too late."
The next thing I heard was her ragged breathing as her head leaned on my shoulder. The next thing I felt was her heart slowly starting to beat wildly which I presume was because of the adrenaline rushing to her body now. Then I felt something warm and liquid on my arm that was holding on to the sharp edged knife that pierced her abdomen. She fell unconscious almost in an instant when I pulled the knife from her body. I watched her as she fell on the ground and took her last breath.
I smiled as I saw her body sprawled on the floor.
"That's what you get for making a fool out of me." I whispered before pulling their bloody bodies, lifting them inside the trash dump after which I grabbed a bottle of gasoline that I had inside my coat and poured its content inside with the corpses. I fished inside my pockets once again and found my lighter.
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I sat on the far corner of the room staring particularly nowhere, feeling empty and fufilled at the same time. For someone like me it was truly an exhausting thing to do... but it was all worth it.
They deserved it.
For making me look like a fool in front of everyone.
I smiled to myself.
"Riida!"
I looked up and saw Aiba peering by the door. "We're on in ten minutes..."
"I'm coming..." I said and jogged my way toward him.
"Eh? Riida, what are you painting this time? Can I see it soon?" he asked smiling. I frowned in confusion
"Painting?" I said tilting my head to one side.
"Ah is its something secret then?" he said, his tone excited "See, you still got some red paint on you hands..."
I looked at my hand and yes... Splatters of red 'paint' was splattered on both my hands some traces leading up to my arm.
I smiled.
"Yeah, I was working on something really special. But it wasn’t worth it anymore so I burned it up.”