Ayy this chapter involves depression so if you're not into that stuff, don't read the very, very end.
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Italics - Japanese
Regular Text - English
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You were minding your own business, brushing your teeth that morning when you heard your main door open. That was funny. It's really early, not even your parents would bother you at this time.
You looked out the doorway to see the door slightly cracked open. "Who's there?!" You asked through a mouth filled with toothpaste suds. You were more scared of someone seeing you in a tank top and really high shorts. Hey, it gets hot at night, okay?!
No response. Setting down your toothbrush and spitting out the suds, You went to the door and closed it, still cautious of what just happened.
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Emerging from the bathroom about 5 or so minutes later to change. Slipping on shoes and shoving Josuke's button in the pocket of your skirt, you walked out your bedroom door and into the kitchen to grab your bag before leaving. But it wasn't there.
"Looking for this?"
You whipped around to see a man you didn't know holding your school bag. He threw it to you, and you swung it into your shoulder.
Filled with sudden fear, On sight, you summoned the world to punch him, but the moment its fist hit his body, you felt as if a huge hand had grabbed you, and you seemed to have fell over. Then, complete darkness.
Little did you know, you were a simple drawing on a piece of paper now. Another page to Terunosuke Miyamoto's book.
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You felt that same falling feeling again and then you landed on a pad of grass. "Where am I? I mean, Where am I?" You asked yourself.
"Y/n! Are you alright?" Asked a familiar voice. The tone immediately made you know it was Koichi's. Josuke was there too, and he seemed pretty worried.
"Urgh...yeah. But what happened?" You rubbed your head. Everything was happening way too fast.
"Long story..."
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Much later that day
During the final 15 minutes of the last class of the day, the social studies teacher had sent you down to the Home Ec room to grab a box cutter. Why do they have them in the Home Ec room? God knows.
Walking in through the doorway, Josuke seemed to be rooting for something in the fridge.
"Who's lunch are you stealing now?" You smirked, which made him whip around in fear. You laughed a little bit.
"Don't SCARE me like that!" He said frustrated, but still a little jokingly. "I'm grabbing a teacher's dinner." You rolled your eyes. "Heh, really?"
"Gimme a sec and we can walk back to class together," he said. Keeping his focus on the fridge. You leaned against a counter.
All of a sudden, you felt as if you were going to faint. And so, the world faded to black.
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"Y/n!"
You shook your head a couple of times. "W-what happened?"
Josuke is holding one of your fists in the air: the one with a box cutter in it. His jacket is covered in rips, but thankfully, no blood. He's furious. "What do you MEAN what happened? You just tried to fucking stab me!" A pit of regret pooled in your stomach. "I-I did?"
He gives you the angriest look you've seen him to in a while. "Are you one of Kira's subordinates or something?" You shake your head. "W-what? No!"
"Well, evidence says otherwise, y/n! YOU TRIED TO KILL ME!" He puts your hand down and sighs."I realize why we're together now."
"Josuke, what are you talking about--"
"You've just wanted me from the start so you could kill me, didn't you?"
"What? Of course not!"
"Really? Well someone better get you an Oscar, because you were GREAT at acting out you really liked me this entire time!" He grits his teeth.
"Because-Josuke! I really do love you, though!"
"Do you?"
BANG! Those two bullets went straight through your heart.
He seemed beyond hurt as he literally shoved you away and stormed out of the Home Ec room, Crazy Diamond trying to fix the rips in his jacket.
"Wait! Josuke! I didn't mean to--" but he ignored you completely.
You walked back to class feeling totally numb, like a ghost walking up and down the hallways.
Placing the box cutter on the teacher's desk, you quietly said, "I'm sorry it took so long. Here's the box cutter." Thankfully, the bell rang, and you swiftly turned around, grabbed your bag, and headed towards the bathroom at the far end of the school. (Wow, how cliche)
You slammed the stall door shut and buried your face in your hands. "I KNOW you did it! Why the hell did you do that?!" You thought, beyond frustrated. DIO laughed. "Ah, I was only protecting you. He's but a worthless Joestar."
"Joestar? What kind of insult is that?" You thought. "I know, right? Being a Joestar is an insult in itself!" Your head was filled with DIO's obnoxious laughter.
Tears started to prick at your eyes as you beat your fists against your head. "O-oh my god...why did you do that?" You whispered, tears going past the brim of your eyes.
You slammed open the stall, more furious than ever. You threw open the bathroom window and screamed.
You didn't care who heard you or who saw you. You were more angry than you were yesterday in the hospital. You fell to the floor and beat against the linoleum tiles, the sides of your fists starting to get bruised from impact
Something metal fell out of your pocket.
You picked it up. Your heart stopped when you saw it was Josuke's button.
You stared at it for a second, before sobbing harder than you had ever sobbed in years. Your depression chose a great time to come back. (Remember Chapter 10?)
"I'm S-so sorry..." you whispered into the button, gently kissing it then hugging it to your chest. "I'm so, so sorry!"
You cried and wailed and sobbed like you were the last person on earth. In fact, you could feel the sadness coming up your throat...
Nope, that was vomit.
You burst open a stall and gripped the toilet seat as it came out your throat. "I hate you so much, DIO!" You cried. But that little bastard didn't say anything.
You rubbed the button and pressed it to your forehead, hoping that some show, it would make Josuke like you again.
---DON'T READ AFTER HERE IF YOU'RE NOT INTO DEPRESSION AND STUFF (there isn't any self harm tho, so--)--
It was almost 2 hours after school ended that you made your way home. Your puffy eyes and tear streaked face may have made you look a lot weirder, but you didn't care.
When you got there, You threw yourself onto your bed. Your eyes immediately met with a picture of you and Josuke.
You remembered when the photo was taken. It was the sports festival at school, and you two were in gym clothes. Josuke gave you a surprise piggy back ride, and you were both laughing like crazy and you were holding onto him tight and he was walking around all weird to be funny - and a yearbook club member snapped the photo and gave it to you.
You saw the smiles on your faces and the tears kept coming. You traced a finger along the side of the photo frame.
You started to think:
"Who would miss me if I weren't alive anymore?"
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A/N
Ooh. The tea is hot with that spicy drama
I wonder what will happen next...?
-Mom