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I was now sprinting down the road looking for Nagito.
I didn't see him anywhere and frankly I'm not sure why I went looking for him. I left Chiaki upset but I needed to get down to the point of why he was so sad and got into that huge fight with Chiaki in the first place.

I just wanted to talk to him even if it scared me a little.
I caught my breath stopping slowly close to the beach. I stood looking out at the water that stretched far out to different lands.

And then I heard the sobbing...
It was faint but I could hear it just faintly. I looked out on the beach and I saw a figure crouched on the ground. His arms were around his legs and he was trying to comfort himself. I walked over silently, the sand seeping through my shoes brushing the white coloring with a brown tint.

I didn't really understood what came over me but I stood there for a minute.

Was this the real Nagito?
The one I had met the first day of school, or was it the one with the broken wrist that I had escorted to the nurses office even when he didn't think he needed help.

Or maybe it was the one with a smirk on his face that pushed me into the fountain and laughed when I was bleeding from my head.

He looked up at me and had old tears stuck on his face making his eyes look tired.
He didn't say anything but seemed to feel comfortable that I was there for no reason. I stared down at him and didn't say a thing.
The sand was fairly warm when I sat down next to him looking out at the vast blue ocean. I didn't mind if one of my button ups got stained, but it was white and would most likely not come out.

His eyes were stirring and shiny with tears still holding his legs to his chest.
"Why are you so mean to me?" I spoke not really realizing what was coming out of my mouth.
He wanted to respond but continued with a different answer.

"I'm not." He said wiping his eyes.
At least he had stopped crying so bad.
"You've been mean to me for a long time....how could you not realize that. You and your stupid friends. You hurt me you know." He nodded slowly tearing up again squeezing himself tighter.
"So why..." I asked holding in the water from my eyes. He breathed in deeply and sighed.
"Do you remember when we first met?" He questioned.

"Yeah, you mean when you asked me to be friends?" I said looking away from him.
"Yep. I really wished we could have been friends." He said sadly fiddling with his hands.
"Yeah well your the one that ditched me, and I was alone Nagito! I had no one." He put a hand to the side of him motioning me to calm down.
"I know...I know." He placed his hand back on his knee slowly still gazing at the water flipping over itself.
"I hate them." He muffled.
"Them?" I questioned waiting for a reply.
"That group of boys, for a long time they bullied me Hajime." My brain was swirled in confusion as I began to put the puzzle pieces together.
"So the fountain...." I trailed off.
"It was them, they said if I wouldn't have done that to you they would beat me up again or worse....I didn't want to. I want you to know that I didn't want to hurt you I was just forced. They told me how they would tell everyone information that was deep Hajime. But I would never inflict harm on you. It hurt to do and hurts to think about It makes me sick to my stomach." He placed his hand on mine forcing me to make eye contact with him.
He really meant it, he was sorry.
The white haired boy pulled his hand back over to his knee cap once again, halfway burying his head into his arms.

"What did they do?" I asked questioning how I had never realized what they were doing to him.

"A lot, they found out I was gay....and well they would attack me all the time. I was hit and harassed. And then one time my arm...." he stopped holding in tears relaxing his hand on his wrist.

"They were the ones that broke it?" I sat in shock touching his shoulder lightly.
He nodded his head to many memories of pain that were to hard to say.
"I'm so sorry..." I began trying to seem somewhat apologetic.
"But you....you helped me. I remember when I was in the bathroom at school trying to help myself, you offered help. And I didn't want you to." He continued the small story.

"You helped me when no one else would have, I....I can't believe I've been so mean to you...." I could tell this was the real Nagito shining through.

"And Chiaki, What was I thinking snapping at her like that?" He chuckled a little under his breath.
"We all get mad sometimes." I suggested putting a hand on his shoulder.
"We do." I could tell what he was referring too. Everything has been because of those boys, those stupid boys and their bullying.

All this time it was bullying right from the start. All this time while I was hurting and alone, Nagito was too. Just quietly suffering under those group of boys.

"Hajime, I'm really sorry for everything, especially...." he touched the back of my head tearing up again.
"Oh don't worry, it's just a small scar it's not that bad." I played it off cool, but I was also just telling the straight truth.
"I'm sorry...." he began to cry again and everything hit me like a train.
All this time he had been sorry, he didn't mean the things he had said. It was all because of those boys.
He clutched onto my hand and kept apologizing.
I shook my head slowly.
Emotions were swirling in the air.

"You don't need to apol....ogize." Tears began building up in my eyes as I realized how good of friends we could have been if it wasn't for those stupid people. They weren't people, they were demons.
"I'm sorry too..." I began as the waterfall of tears that had built up for months fell down my face. I pulled him in for a hug sitting there listening to the cool breeze and the water crawling up the sand. He held on tightly as we shared a peaceful moment. I let go wiping my face and stuck out my hand.

"Friends?" I chuckled slightly referring to when we first met.
He stared at my hand happily and shook it tightly.
"Sure." He wiped his tears again with a grin on his face.
I smiled as well, until Nagito's face drained of happiness staring behind me. I turned to see Chiaki who was standing there followed by Fuyuhiko and Kazuichi.

"Hey..." she started.

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