Day 4

I woke up stretching, I was in a bit of pain. I must have slept wrong last night. I then looked around and couldn’t see Giyuu anywhere, where was he? I got up and got ready for the day, wondering where he could be. I was about to call him when I saw that his phone was still here. Why would that idiot go anywhere without his phone? I was starting to worry when the door opened quickly.

    “Oh hey, you are awake now. I got you some coffee, and I got some tea. Don’t worry we still have a few hours till therapy.”

    “Idiot.”

    I said as I grabbed my coffee, and took a sip. It tasted good, I was quite surprised. I then asked him how he knew how I liked my coffee. He just shrugged and said he guessed. He sat down and started to drink his tea, while I joined him at the little table and sipped at my hot black coffee. We talked about random things as the time passed. Later we headed out and got to the place, we had to wait for Mitsuri and Shinobu a little. Soon enough the therapy session started.    “So today I would like you to go.”

    She said as she looked at me, me! Today was my turn, just great. I didn’t know if I was mentally prepared for this. Right as I was about to decline, I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned my head to see Giyuu with his hand on my shoulder with a sincere look. I blushed at that but just shrugged it off. The others were surprised to see Giyuu being nice or comforting. I knew I had to do this, plus it would get the attention off of him.

    “My father was abusive, which is a reason for some of these scars. He then abandoned us, then one night..”

    I was starting to get teary eyed but I fiercely wiped them away. I could see the others worried and feeling bad, even Giyuu. I had to continue, even if it hurt to remember.

    “One night my family left to go see a movie except for me and my brother Genya. They died that night from a car accident. It was a lot to handle, ever since me and Genya kinda stopped talking. A few years ago we were trying to talk again but it wasn’t perfect. Then one year ago he got in a motorcycle accident and died in the hospital later that night. I still remember some of his last words like knives. That’s all I got.”

    I was crying now, tears streaming down my face. I looked up at the others and was wiping my tears again. Everyone started hugging me and I just accepted it, already having had enough of an emotional rollercoaster. We then left soon and headed to a bar but Muichiro had to go back to the hotel room because he is underage. Luckily he didn’t mind. We had a lot of fun, Giyuu didn’t drink anything though, fucking wimp.     Most of it was a blur, I drank a good amount and Giyuu drove us back. Then I blacked out.