19. Chapter 19 (1/1)

csilla: so how did you like the ending of that last chapter? does anyone want to beat me senseless for that ending? 8d

i know... i know... i'm sorry(-ish) for it, lol

i guess now it's my turn to tell you my side of this story...

i have a secret. not that that is anything out of the ordinary: everyone has secrets. kimizuki kept his terminally ill sister from us for months until we unfortunately found out by following him. needless to say, we were caught that same day. shinoa and her tense relationship with her family. yoichi and his sister's death. i had told all of them about my troubled childhood, but there was something about that that i was keeping quiet about.

i was born yuuichiro amane to two wealthy business-oriented people. my parents. a kid just didn't fit into their plan. their life. their abuse was really all i knew –i never knew 'love' existed within a family until seven months after that cold december night. that cold night was my first memory of the warmth a real family had, although it took me years before i realized why that night was so important to me.

the night began with my mother wrapping her hands around my throat, squeezing and i was sure this was the end. tonight would be the night, my misery would end. i would no longer be a demon child. no longer would i be unwanted. i would just be dead. this next part i never told anyone about, mostly because i barely believed it myself for the longest time, but as my vision was fading i saw something. i saw someone. a boy, my age, with long hair, pointed ears, and red eye. i could still recall the devilish grin he gave me, showing his fangs. if i wasn't being strangled, i'm sure i would have been scared for my life. i watched as he walked closer to us –my mother seemed not to have noticed his presences- while my vision grew darker and darker. then suddenly my throat wasn't being constricted, i felt my limp body drop to the ground and shudder as air began filling my lungs painfully. my head pulsed and far away, i could hear my mother talking to someone at the front door. i wasn't sure whether i was happy about the timing or upset. a few moments later, i would have been dead. i turned my head to where i last saw the boy, but he wasn't there. had i imagined it? i told myself that was likely the answer...

the cops swarmed my home and soon, i was escorted out and later

ought to hyakuya orphanage, a small home and despite my cold greeting i was met with affection. seven months later, i adopted to last name, finally ridding myself of my old name. my old life.

yuuichiro hyakuya was loved. he had siblings that looked up to him and a woman, who loved him more than his parents ever had. or were capable of. yuuichiro hyakuya had done the impossible and gone to college on his own, without causing any difficulties for the orphanage. he had made what felt like life-long friends –although they could be complete asses at his expense. yuuichiro hyakuya had not only met mikaela shindo, but he had fallen for him.

my life may have not started off on the best foot, but it sure found its way there.

csilla: originally chapter 19 was going to be an overview from yuu's pov, but it was becoming incredibly boring to write and my laptop would freeze up and go back a page erasing what i had written... this was the only part i liked (and originally had before i started)