NOT ALONE [Mikey X Reader/Tokyo Revenger Fanfiction]

WHAT REALLY IS THE TRUTH (Chapter 40)

Days turned into a week, and I found myself confined to the walls of our home. I stopped going out, not to meet friends, not to my music classes, not anywhere. The incident and Baji Kun's funeral had drained the life out of me.

My determination, dreams, and reasons to push forward seemed like distant echoes. The piano lay untouched, and the music that once brought solace now felt like a hollow echo. Staying at home made me realize how little I contributed to our daily life. My brother, burdened with responsibilities, handled everything – from cooking and cleaning to looking after our siblings. He remained at the top of our class, even with his myriad responsibilities. I tried asking him to help, but he often declined.

With nothing to do and no motivation to find anything, I'd spend my days in bed until dinner, only to repeat the cycle. Even with ample time on my hands, I couldn't focus on studying or any productive activity. Instead, I honed my skill of forgetting, a talent that served me well in pushing away the haunting memories of the incident. I wasn't sure if it was a cowardly or smart move, but it worked for me.

Walking home from school, the irony struck me – I used to complain about having too much to do, yet now, with nothing on my plate, I felt on the brink of insanity.

Today, my brother left early without saying a word, a departure from his usual routine. Oddly, he didn't respond when I called him, leaving me to navigate the challenges of going home alone. The fear lingered, amplifying my unease.

As I cautiously made my way home, sticking to busy streets, a fancy car pulled over. A man with jet black hair and a beauty mark beneath his left lip stepped out and another shorter boy. My anxiety intensified– Lucius.

I stood there, facing Lucius, feeling a whirlwind of emotions brewing inside me. His words, sweetened with a hint of malice, caught me off guard. His charming smile felt familiar yet foreign, as if it were a mask concealing his true intentions. "It's been a while, Y/n, I've missed you," he said, his tone softer than I remembered. Despite his words, I couldn't help but feel uneasy. It seemed like an eternity since I last saw him, but his presence didn't bring any comfort.

"What do you want, Lucius?" I replied, trying to maintain my composure. His sudden appearance unnerved me, and I couldn't trust his intentions.

"I just want to see my only sister, is that so wrong?" he replied, his voice masking an ulterior motive that I couldn't quite decipher. His gaze lingered, as if studying me, as he took a step closer. I felt a shiver run down my spine, my instincts telling me to be cautious.

Lucius reached out, surprising me as his fingers adjusted my tie and collar. His touch felt invasive, familiar yet unwanted. "You've gotten older, but you still haven't changed, have you?" he commented, almost as if he knew my deepest fears. His words struck a chord, stirring up emotions I had buried deep within.

"What have you been doing without me all this time?" he whispered, barely audible. His proximity made my chest tighten, and I struggled to hold back the tears welling up in my eyes. His actions and words felt suffocating, pushing me to the brink of an emotional breakdown.

I glanced at him, baffled by his demeanor. Why was he behaving like this? Why couldn't he just be his usual mean and malicious self? It would have been easier to deal with. Instead, he seemed to be toying with my emotions, trying to provoke a reaction from me.

The silence hung heavily between us, the weight of unsaid words suffusing the air. My heart raced with conflicting emotions, unable to fathom Lucius's intentions. Despite his attempts to act calm and friendly, something felt amiss. The fear and uncertainty bubbled within me, and I struggled to maintain my guard.

"Lucius, why are you really here?" I questioned, trying to mask my vulnerability with a semblance of strength. But deep down, I knew his presence brought nothing but turmoil and chaos.

I felt a whirlwind of conflicting emotions as I stood face-to-face with Lucius. His demeanor, reminiscent of the brother I once knew and loved, planted seeds of doubt within me. What if my perceptions were wrong? What if Lucius wasn't the villain I painted him to be in my mind? But I couldn't let myself be swayed by emotions; he attacked me, and he was involved in that girl's murder. Those facts couldn't be ignored.

Lucius attempted to pat my head, but I recoiled and slapped his hand away. "I won't let you manipulate me, Lucius," I asserted, determined to not let my guard down.

"Ah, my, you're not as gullible as I remember," he remarked, feigning playfulness. I grabbed his collar, my emotions getting the better of me. "Why did you have to kill that girl when you're after me?!" I demanded, my voice laced with anger and confusion.

"Killed a girl?" Lucius began to respond but was interrupted by another voice calling out to me. It was my other brother, Ryan. Lucius seemed perplexed, glancing towards the voice. I released his collar as my attention turned towards Ryan.

"Who is that?" Lucius inquired, his tone laced with suspicion.

"That's Ryan, don't you remember?" I replied.

"I can recognize my siblings on a whim, and he's definitely not Ryan," Lucius insisted.

"Don't be absurd, he's definitely Ryan. He's changed the most among us, that's why you can't recognize him," I explained, trying to convince Lucius. His doubt persisted.

"You've changed too, but I could easily recognize you because your personality is the same, the way you carry yourself is the same," he noted.

"What are you implying?" I asked, feeling uneasy at his insinuation.

"Nothing," he dismissed casually, though I could sense an undercurrent of something more sinister.

Suddenly, I couldn't spot Ryan anymore, and I grew confused. Why did he leave me like this, especially now?

Lucius leaned in closer, his voice almost a whisper in my ear. "You should really be careful; they're after you," he warned cryptically. His next words sent shivers down my spine. "If they get to you, I'll have to kill you. You don't want to be killed by your dear brother, now do you?" His words hung in the air, leaving me in a state of shock and fear.

I couldn't decipher Lucius's true intentions. Was he playing mind games with me? The uncertainty gnawed at me, and I felt utterly alone and vulnerable.

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To be continued