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After a good cry, I went home and lay down on my bed.

Fortunately, my parents were on vacation and would not be back for three days.

My sister was also staying at a friend’s house, so I would be the only one in the house until the end of the year.

To be honest, I didn’t feel like eating anything, but I had to put something in my stomach or I would get sick, so I forced myself to pour down a jelly drink that was at home.

I don’t want to think about anything.

I don’t feel good.

At any moment, I have a flashback of what just happened, and I feel like throwing up.

When I think about what those two are doing in the hotel district right now, I feel even more nauseous.

But even more than that, I feel lost and hopeless, and my thoughts don’t work properly.

I don’t want to think about anything anymore.

I pull the blanket over my head and fall asleep.

“Sora~ are you still sleeping?”

“Mom.”

“How long are you going to stay in bed? Don’t break your habit just because it’s winter vacation.”

“Hm? What about the trip?”

My mom and dad are supposed to be back on the 27th.

Why is she home?

“What are you talking about? I told you we’d be back on the 27th.”

“Eh?”

Did I sleep for two whole days?

That’s a lot of sleep.

“You’re really out of it, you know that? You need to lighten up a little bit.”

“Uh, yeah.”

I told my mom I wasn’t feeling well, so I just curled up under the blanker again.

I feel sick.

Please stop.

I can’t get that image out of my head.

I feel so sick I could throw up if I’m not careful.

I spent the rest of the winter break in the worst mood.

New semester

I start school in an incredibly bad mood.

Going to school meant seeing those two people, and it can’t be helped, I hated it so much.

I didn’t want to go.

But there was no way I could tell my parents that, so I headed off to school.

I felt like I was attracting a lot of attention on the way there, but I didn’t care and went to the classroom.

“Good morning.”

[He’s really here.]

[He forced Horie san to have sexual relations with him on Christmas Day, didn’t he?]

[Just because they’re childhood friends doesn’t mean he can do that.]

When I entered the classroom, I was met with a cold stare all at once.

[If Fujita kun hadn’t been there, Horie san would have been in danger, wouldn’t she?]

[As expected of Fujita. He’s a hero now.]

They look at me and whisper bad words.

Looking at my desk, I found a vase of flowers, graffiti, tacks, and a black-and-white photo of me that looked like a portrait of me.

It was a scene that looked like an assortment of standard bullying scenes.

It hurts my heart.

Why should I be subjected to this?

What hero.

You took someone’s girlfriend.

I didn’t force myself on her.

“I didn’t do that !”

I couldn’t help yelling.

I couldn’t help it.

[Oh, my God, he’s being  gross all of a sudden !]

[Who’s gonna believe you didn’t do it?]

[That’s what all criminals say, isn’t it?]

They all looked at me like I was a criminal.

Even my classmates who I thought I was close with, even though I didn’t do anything, started accusing me and verbally abusing me.

It hurts my chest.

Everything I thought was important is falling apart.

I even had this illusion.

No, it’s not an illusion.

My best friend, whom I trusted, took my girlfriend away from me.

My girlfriend, whom I loved so much, cheated on me and dumped me

Judging by this situation, it was probably Runa and Satoru who started the rumors.

“Damn it.”

I ran out of the classroom in a fit of rage.

I heard a lot of abusive language after that, but I covered my ears and just ran.

I got home and opened the front door.

“I’m disappointed ! I heard that you forced yourself on Runa chan ! I don’t remember raising you like that !”

As soon as I returned home, my mom  grabbed me and yelled at me

“No ! I didn’t do it !”

“I can’t believe you’re making excuses at this point ! Do you even know what you did?”

Why doesn’t anyone believe me?

Not even my own parents believed me.

My heart hurts.

Maybe I don’t even feel pain anymore.

“That’s enough ! Get out ! You’re not our child.”

When she said that, I felt as if something had snapped.

I don’t know what snapped.

But all I knew for sure was that I had lost my place to go home in the middle of winter in my school uniform.

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