| Untitled | 1 / 1 [ Ruki / -- ]
Title: Untitled
Genre: Drabble ; Angst
Characters: Ruki / -- ; Takanori / --
Chapters: 1 / 1
Rating: PG
Summary: "Those were the last words he said to me, before he left."
Note: You can pair up him with anyone. [ Ruki / Reita. ] ;D!
"Forget about me."
Those were the last words he said to me, before he left. I know he whispered something else, by now which had slipped out of my mind. The reason was simple though.
The bastard knocked me out before I could protest.
That unfaithful day, was the only day I let myself cry, showing signs of emotional pain. A single tear was to be found. Incredible lies he had told me though, about his life and how he loved me so.
"I'll love you forever. I'll stay here, with you, forever. I promise."
The calm, nice boy I once knew doesn't exist in my heart anymore though. Everything that he told me was a lie. Millions of lies that you can not exchange nor take back. Just leaving me here, alone in this abusive world, as an old aquaintice; a fragment of the past - a misunderstood memory.
It wasn't like I was the only one who gone through this though, the only one to show affection that is. Countless girls and boys followed you everywhere. There was no room for me - and you didn't care one bit. Even for me, it was hard to get you to open up, and you would only open up with the people that you loved; but not me. After that day, you would ever be happy again? Would you still be cocky? Nevermind, I bet you would never lose that quality.
Was I one of those peopl trying to get your attention?
Or was I something more?
The heartwarming man that I once knew, was now gone, ignoring affection, yet still managing to get attention from others. Not many came at first, but they came all at once. One person each day, but not the first nor the last. You often ignored everything they said as they imagined as if you were actually there; listening to everything they just had to say.
Though, one those days I was there too, standing in the sea of people of some whom would consider a crowd. But, I beileved I was my own personal crowd, a small handful like me. I didn't consider you a possestion, I considered you as my idol; the person I looked up to. When the times came that I couldn't watch you, I hated every second of it. But I grew accostomed to it, something others wouldn't be able to understand.
Genre: Drabble ; Angst
Characters: Ruki / -- ; Takanori / --
Chapters: 1 / 1
Rating: PG
Summary: "Those were the last words he said to me, before he left."
Note: You can pair up him with anyone. [ Ruki / Reita. ] ;D!
"Forget about me."
Those were the last words he said to me, before he left. I know he whispered something else, by now which had slipped out of my mind. The reason was simple though.
The bastard knocked me out before I could protest.
That unfaithful day, was the only day I let myself cry, showing signs of emotional pain. A single tear was to be found. Incredible lies he had told me though, about his life and how he loved me so.
"I'll love you forever. I'll stay here, with you, forever. I promise."
The calm, nice boy I once knew doesn't exist in my heart anymore though. Everything that he told me was a lie. Millions of lies that you can not exchange nor take back. Just leaving me here, alone in this abusive world, as an old aquaintice; a fragment of the past - a misunderstood memory.
It wasn't like I was the only one who gone through this though, the only one to show affection that is. Countless girls and boys followed you everywhere. There was no room for me - and you didn't care one bit. Even for me, it was hard to get you to open up, and you would only open up with the people that you loved; but not me. After that day, you would ever be happy again? Would you still be cocky? Nevermind, I bet you would never lose that quality.
Was I one of those peopl trying to get your attention?
Or was I something more?
The heartwarming man that I once knew, was now gone, ignoring affection, yet still managing to get attention from others. Not many came at first, but they came all at once. One person each day, but not the first nor the last. You often ignored everything they said as they imagined as if you were actually there; listening to everything they just had to say.
Though, one those days I was there too, standing in the sea of people of some whom would consider a crowd. But, I beileved I was my own personal crowd, a small handful like me. I didn't consider you a possestion, I considered you as my idol; the person I looked up to. When the times came that I couldn't watch you, I hated every second of it. But I grew accostomed to it, something others wouldn't be able to understand.