Nightmare

Chapter 8

(Takumi POV)

While Aki was sleeping I slipped out and sat down at the conference table. Everyone was looking at me curiously but kept on talking about there means. I wasn't a part of the conference, I just needed to talk to one of the members. And that was my Dad.

"Takumi! its been so long since I've seen my dearest son!" My father said affectionately.

"It's been three days, I don't think you're gona' die." I sighed leaning back in my chair and watching the news.

"You don't know what it's like being a parent!" He sobbed and everyone looked at us.

"Shut up dad. I need my card back." I snapped hushing him.

He got serious in that instant, "And what do you need it for?"

"My job and obligation for a certain person. And if we don't have money we starve, and then die. So it's you choice." I said gravely.

He pouted and gave it to me. I sat in his seat for awhile watching the news before Aki woke up and came out to the area where I was watching TV. She sat down on the floor next to me and I pushed the chair back to sit next to her. She was strangely quiet though.

"Aki? Whats wrong?" I asked.

"Umm... Nothing really I just...." She said before spacing out again.

I pulled her into a hug and whispered in her ear a poem that I heard when my mother was still alive. "How could I be so stupid

To let you slip away

I had you in my arms

But I let you slip away

I want you back

But now it's too late

I've already said goodbye

And now love had turned to hate

I want to go back in time

And fix all that was wrong

Change all of my regrets

So we didn't fight as long

The regrets are what f**ked it up

And they were all my fault

I was so immature

I should of acted like an adult

I broke my own heart

When I walked out on you

Now it's too late

And I can't undo

I still love you

But no-body knows

We are no longer together

Because of what I chose

It was a bad decision

And now I want you here

Never far away

Always near

So please take me back

And catch me when I fall

Cause I need you right now

More than anything at all."

She started to sob half way through the poem and I hugged her tighter.

"Where did you hear that poem?" She asked when she calmed down some.

I sighed, "My mother used to say it to me when I was upset that my father and her were fighting."