"That clingy parasite!" I thought bitterly as I walked down the street. My feet dipped into sizzling puddles formed by the relentless rain, each drop roaring in the air like a chorus of tiny drumbeats, fueling my thoughts as the storm seemed to give my mind room to wander.
My dark hair gently flowed just above my shoulders as every strand danced with the rain. My hand firmly struck into the pockets of my navy blue trousers which complimented my school blazer which rested on my white inner shirt knotted with a red tie.
"Tsk", I muttered as I recalled what had happened earlier today. As far back as I can remember, I was never interested in anyone but for some reason many people where interested in me. It sickens me how they can't seem to just leave me alone "these parasites" I muttered again as my irritation seemed to rise even higher as I ventured through the rain, soaking for I had not carried my umbrella.
I wonder why, oh that's right, I couldn't stand that so called mother of mine so I just left without the slightest hesitation. I was walking down the stair of our ample home on my way to class when I run into her.
"oh…um.morning dear" mom said hesitantly as I walked passed her to grab note book which I so foolishly left on the dining table. Her gaze heavy with concern pierced through my soul as though beckoning me to respond to her. Knowing how much I would regret this, still I responded." What is it you want, since you can't help but to cringe me to death?" I said plainly not even looking at her once, placing my book in my bag, as I should. With a sorrowful look on her face, she raised her hands clasped together right on her heart.
To think my responses would still affect her after being with me for over 19 years is honestly disgusting. I picked up my bag and was about to check the weather forecast then she just had to continue lingering around me. The feeling as though hunted by a ghost. "I…hope you make some friends today" she said forcefully smiling at me, "you know Shoko this is your 3rd college and I just know that this is the one where you will finally find friends with whom you will create bonds and even fall in love and." "STOP RIGHT THERE" I exclaimed, "what does it matter, I have no interest in this love you speak of or your foolish bonds".
"Shoko..." she said gasping at my response, "Love is not something foolish, love is pure, a beckoning of hope and power strengthening us and giving us a reason to live, a reason to fight. Without love the world is simply just a cold dark dark place and that will make you bitter and miserable." She preached as I walked towards the front door filled with disdain." Shoko!!" she exclaimed burdened with worry and heavy with tears. I was finally at the front door I calmly held the door knob fighting my inner hate as not to give her the slightest Idea that what she had said affected me in any way. "I may have failed to shower you with love you so desperately need but I know you will find someone who will finally give you those butterflies in your stomach and" BANGGGG, I shut the door behind me almost completely losing it.
I lowered my head allowing tips of my hair to shield my eyes from the retched world around me. Hands in my pockets I matched to school. From the back of my head I heard moms voice ever so faintly she spoke the words" I love you". I muttered the words moron and erased my memory of those three spiteful words.
Surprisingly even dad started lecturing me on this topic just when I thought parasites can't duplicate. If only they were random strangers so thought I would never have to deal with them but they are burdened with me and so am I with them. My mom decided to take me for martial arts classes seeming as I would always end up beaten up during my younger days. One of the only good things that have come out from that woman as now anyone who messes with me barely makes it home. I could never really stay at one dojo as I seemed to be quite formidable in combat. Not my fought the other kids couldn't keep up. Who comes to the dojo not expecting break a few bones.
As I came back to reality I realized I started to match more violently in the rain, totally out of character for my usually calm and collected demeanor. I don't know why that topic just outrages me. I quickly composed myself with one breath. At that exact moment a loud sound overlapped the roaring rain and smoke emitted from a distance. Curiously I approached the scene with my hair shielding my eyes as usual.
Interestingly enough it was a car accident and the car in question so happened to be my dad's car. The blue SUV that complimented the front yards beauty now was before me on its side. The front pushed inwards, and the rest completely wasted." How convenient" I thought to myself as a crowd stared to form. I went around the car to discover half my mom's body sticking out the window. Her hair grey, her skin thin enough to see her bones and her eye sockets empty. Her empty eye sockets stared blankly, and her palm laid open, on them a necklace untouched by the chaos. I picked it up my fingers brushing my fingers against the cold metal and got glimpse of what I assume was my dad as he was unrecognizable. He appeared crispy and his insides spilled out like roasted sausages as part of the car pierced his gut. Sirens wailed in the air and I knew it was time to leave. I got up and took one step then I felt something cold hold my leg. I quickly looked back. But my mom's hand was still one the ground." I must be imaging things" I told myself as I made my walked away from the site then I was stopped by an officer.
Officer: kid I'm going to have to ask what you were doing so close to the incident.
Shoko: checking to see if those are really my parents laying so peacefully
Officer: Oh my god kid im soo sorry….. you must be going through a lot come take a sit over here someone will attend to you.(tries to put hand on shoko shoulder)
Shoko: (slaps the hand) it would be nice if you didn't touch me. Goodbye officer.
Officer: where are you going don't you see what's going on?? (Could it be your going some kind of mental breakdown?)
Shoko: I see it more clearly than you and I feel nothing no anger, no sadness, no grief.
Officer: what? Aren't you concerned about your parents, I don't even see the slightest form of remorse in your eyes.
Shoko: because I don't care honestly this might actually be a relief.
Officer: (puzzled)...….kid put your hands behind your back where I can see them.
Shoko: …..Tsk…
(Handcuffs Shoko)
Officer: you have the right to remain silent, anything you say now will be used against you in the courts of law.
Shoko: say less.
CHAPTER TWO : RIN HEARTWELL