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Still sat on the sofa, (y/n) couldn't help but tremble. She willed it to stop, as weakness was something she didn't want to be shown. It had been drilled into her since birth, that showing weakness was a way for your enemies to overpower you.
Her father was an almighty, arrogant and audacious ghoul, one who would do whatever it takes to get what he wants. Being the leader of his own ghoul faction ensured that nothing or no one would stand in his way.(y/n) as his only daughter, and his only blood relative left, meant that she was the heir to the very faction he ruled over. That included the leagues of ghouls that worked under him.
Is that why she had been put through all of this? It was ironic that her, a ghoul, could feel so much pain when she was the one who usually caused it.
In the past, she was bloodthirsty, cruel and didn't care what she had to do to get the meat that she wanted, much like her father. And the similarities between the both of them ended there; the one she was most like was her mother.
It was her mother that looked out for her more than anyone, and it was the same with her brothers and sisters. They were her only rays of light in this endless darkness, but that all changed when she fell in love with Uta.
Did she honestly want to hear what the male beside her had to say? A part of her wanted to, and the other wanted to run away. It was like she was split in two, and it caused her a serious amount of pain.
Subtly glancing his way, she saw that he was being subdued and not like his usual self.
Uta caught her eye and noticed her trembling, and his heart thumped in his chest. The female ghoul beside him was the only one who could make his heart beat faster and was the only one who could bring out his emotions. They were something he wasn't familiar with, but since meeting her more and more of them were coming to the surface.
And that was why he couldn't handle it.
Was that why he had done what he did? Did he want to do something for the release he needed?
(Y/n) did things to him, good things, and it left him with nothing but confusion.
It was wrong what he did, and he would regret nothing more.
Sighing lightly, he took hold of one of her hands and exerted a little strength, so as to make sure she couldn't escape. Letting go off her again would be even more of a mistake.
"(Y/n)." She flinched at the sudden sound of his voice and turned her head away. "I know I deserve that, you don't have to look at me, just listen. Words can't explain how sorry I am about what I did to you and your family, but I had no choice but to do it."
He didn't have a choice?
He did have a choice!
"Your father..." At the mention of her father, (y/n)'s head turned around so fast, that they could hear a clear clicking sound coming from her neck.
"My father?" Anger mixed with sadness swam in her slowly darkening eyes. Her face was ashen, and she glared at the male before her, refusing to turn away again.
Taking a deep breath, Uta continued, "your father was the one who commanded me to do it."
"My father commanded you to do it?" Her voice rose an octave; it almost sounded like screeching bats.
"Yes..." Uta placed an arm around her waist and brought her into his side. Twirling a strand of her hair around one of his slender fingers, he told her, "he wanted so much for you, and he wanted to unlock your true ghoul potential. He thought that you could be more than you already were. You were already like him when it came to hunting the humans, even if you didn't see it."
Tears sprang to her eyes and she couldn't tune out what Uta was saying anymore.
Her father... Her father... Her father!!
She knew he was merciless, and he was evil, but she didn't know he would even resort to killing his own wife and children. Just for her... Just for her! She couldn't help but think it was her fault. Her mother, her brothers, and her sisters would all be alive today if it weren't for her.
NO! It was her father's fault, and in a way it was Uta's. But why was she more forgiven towards Uta than her father? Why did she even want to forgive him? Love was a wondrous thing for sure, but it was also deadly.
Uta's eyes softened at the edges, as he noticed darkness slowly taken over his lover's eyes.
Usually, he would be excited, elated even, but this wasn't how he wanted to see his Bloody Red come back. Even if it was only a little. The anger she held for her father wasn't a simple thing. The things he had done, and would do, to get his daughter to be the strongest ghoul alive was something she could never forget. And he had made it worse.
"In a way, I agreed with him. I know what you had to endure with your father, but I could see that you could be so much more than what you were. Were you perfect as you were? Sure, however, at the time I just couldn't see it. Not completely, anyway. And I loved you so much, I still love you and those feelings were too much for me to control. I had to release them somehow."
The anger that had been brimming at the surface and was now threatening to overboil suddenly exploded and her eyes darkened even more. "For selfish reasons, you murdered my family? My only family..." She stopped her voice from breaking just in time. "How did you know whether or not I liked how things were? I was happy! Happy with it just being my family and us, and we were happy!"
She ripped her arm out of his grip and almost ripped her arm out of the socket. "You couldn't see that though, could you? How could you just go along with my father like that? When you knew how much I despised him... if you didn't know how to release your feelings, then punch a wall or something."
Getting to her feet and making for the door, she froze when she heard his voice come from behind her. "(Y/n) where are you going? Those people could still be after you." He made to step forward, but the glare sent his way made him freeze.
"I'd rather be with them than with you!" she spat and tore open the door before racing down the stairs.
Running out of the mask shop, she escaped into the night.
Everything was dark, the streetlights for some reason hadn't switched on, so she was now feeling rather than seeing where she going.
Coming to a stop when she was far enough away from the shop, and she placed her hand on a wall, and clutched her side as she tried to catch her breath.
Smack.
And collapse...
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