BAREFACED

Chapter 68

"What are you talking about? Love? I- don't even know you... like that..." You say in a panicked tone.

"Is that so?" he slowly says. "You sure? I could have sworn you were who I thought you were..." He says, leaning back, putting all his weight on his hands.

"... Oh... okay..." You softly say, turning a bit. Mikey stares at you with a blank expression on his face. You feel his eyes staring deep into your soul. It starts to make you feel a strong sense of anxiety. "Why are you staring at... me like that..." You say in a nervous tone. Mikey still stares at you not answering your question. You slowly look at him and then sigh, looking back at the outfit.

"You're pretty... that's why..." He softly says.

"Oh... okay... Thank you..." You slightly smile and nod.

"You know... you kinda remind me of my mom."

"Huh?" You quickly say, looking back at him. He stares you in the eyes which makes your heart race. Not like a blush or crush but you feel nervous... not a good nervous. "What do you mean?"

"... The way I feel towards you... It's similar to how I felt with my mother..." He calmly says.

Mommy issues? You think to yourself. 

"Wait what?" You hesitantly say. He leans closer towards you.

"You give me that same feeling I felt when I spoke to my mom... That same warm feeling." He softly smiles and looking you in the eyes. 

"I don't understand..."

"What don't you understand?"

"Why you're saying that..."

He furrows his eyebrows and looks to the side a bit. You furrow your eyebrows feeling extremely confused. 

"I don't know how to explain it... but I hate feeling this way."

"Feeling what way?"

"You make me feel desperate..." He sighs, standing up and walking towards the back of the room. Your eyes slowly follow behind him as he grabs something. "I deeply dislike you Yuki..." He sooths, smiling back at you. He grabs a box and carries it to you. Your eyes widen. You feel like you're about to hyperventilate but you don't know if it's because he said your name or because he said he dislikes you. "You know... I've seen Emma wear that wig before... So, I already knew it was her wig... plus... you smell and talk like Yuki." He sighs as he places the box on the ground and sits down on the couch, going through the stuff in the box.

"Thats... creepy-" You quietly say, looking back down at his uniform.

"You think that's creepy?" He chuckles.

"Yes... a little... the smell part made it creepy." You slowly say. He sighs and grabs a small box from the box. He leans back on the couch and slowly looks at you.

"Why are you hanging out with my sister?" He calmly asks. You furrow your eyebrows and look down. "I had thought I told Baji-"

"Yes, I know... He told me already..." You interrupt. Mikey stares at you with a blank expression on his face.

"Do you really despise me?" He softly asks. You slowly look at him. "Do you really hate me that much? Am I that bad?"

"Why did you kill Kazutora?"

Mikey stares at you for a bit before looking down at the box in his hand.

"I didn't... mean to." He quietly replies.

"How do you not mean to?" You huff. He slowly looks at you with a relaxed look on his face.

"I can't remember a lot of what happened... I was so heated... and out of it. I just remember blood in Kazutora's hands as he was holding a knife in his hand... and Baji was on the ground." He takes a deep breath and looks down a bit, towards the ground. "I was on top of him... I was going to punch him to death... I was going to kill him- but he said something... that made me stop. He pointed the blade to himself, telling me to stab him... in the throat... like he did my brother." Your eyes widen and your eyebrows furrowed.