why did you go ♕ arc

God damn it. I should have known better than thinking she wouldn't try and find out what I was doing. As I was about to get out and head into the forest she stepped out of the shadows, grinning evily. "Hmm, a midnight walk into the forest, not very safe I suppose." She teased me as her eyes narrowed. "Of fucking course. Now she's gonna drag me on my ass back home so she can go kiss up to the devil." I grumble to myself. "And I wouldn't try going through. I put an electrical current through the fence that is just strong enough to know you out." Toyota warns me with another grin that makes me want to get my knife and cut it right off her face; I would but killing her would be of more use. However I don't have my knife, and burning her wouldn't work because that was the idea I had for myself. She speaks again, and honestly she's starting to get annoying. "And also, don't try to unlock the battery I put on the fence, it has a vocal code that only I can unlock. I need to say thank you to Mr. Soul for getting me those extra lessons that weren't about engines."

I glare at her, hissing out words of hatred. "And I'd like to thank the games for making me want to commit suicide." I say as I turn and walk in the opposite direction; towards somewhere, someone that didn't care if I would die.

For a while I hadn't heard any voices, and I was hoping that Toyota had given up on her attempts. But nope, I was wrong. Arms had swumg around my waist, almost as if she was trying to stpo me or slow me down. "Well, then I'm not letting you go." I heard her say. That's so sweet! She won't let me go, but obviously she'll let Kia go like he was nothing. That makes total sense! My sister speaks again, and she sounds like she's on the verge of tears (though is it bad I don't feel bad she is?) "Do you think Kia would have wanted you to even think something as stupid as that?" She asks me with her voice wobbly and questioning. No, of course he won't. Though he's probably all alone. No, more I'm all alone. Nobody cares about me so wahts the point of trying to live when theres nothing else to live for? Exactly. Nobody. I sigh, not being able to budge from my place due to Toyota warpped around me.

"Why bother not letting go when eventually you'll have to?"

My younger sister had clung around me like a wet shirt, she did not want to release or let go of me at all. Her arms wrapped around my muscled torso (which I don't understand very clearly, I'm a very weak person). I hear her little, sweet voice speak out a reasoning which isn't much of a reasoning, but something almost as if she were to slow down my time in attempts to end this horrid life that I live. "Because," That's such a great reason, don't you think? Her eyes would sprinkle a single tear down her face as I looked down at her. She'd be useful in the capitol, she's sweet and little, the capitol would find her adorable. Her voice rings again and I don't know if the flush that bloomed on my face was filled with anger or annoyance.


"I try to hold on till the last second, so that I can be with them till the end." I let out a small snort inside of my head so she doesn't become offended, because there's no holding onto something buried six feet under (besides the very bare existence of my soul). "When Kia was in the justice building, waiting for his turn to go to the Capitol, when my time was up with him," She speaks again. Dear ripred, does she ever stop talking? I highly doubt it, she must be fun at parties. "I had to be hauled away kicking and screaming from Kia." She finally seems to be finished talking and I heave out a sigh from all the talking she had done, Toyota would probably be really good at debate.


The male would look down at her with a face painted with agony and sadness, his words falling out before he could think about them. "What I've learned is.." I slightly stutter at my words because I've never been the best at explaining my feelings for my siblings besides to myself.

"What I've learned is that trying to forget leads to a gate of never forgetting."

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She was almost like a python, curling around my waist and tightening my bones and crunching them together like she were to be stuffing them into one box and that was all the space she had. The girl that I'm not proud to be mention that is my sister doesn't want to let go, doesn't want to release the grip she has on the title of Kia Soul, the boy that has haunted my mind since the very minute his heart wasn't beating like my own was right now. (Though if it wasn't for her, it wouldn't be beating. It'd be dancing it's last moments away as the flames would eat away at the organ like it were to be gasoline.) The fact 
of releasing the haunting voice hidden inside her is never going to happen.

How pathetic.

A grin had spread across his face at that, while listening to her sobbed out words made a face of anger come upon it. She's too scared to see the day that one more body isn't returning to our home of four three souls. There is four Soul's in this house of broken memories. Three of which are breathing through bodies that move and talk and stay in this horrid life they've been born into. Why not some other life? Why this one specifically where vengeance is seen through the cut of a sword and the stop of a heart?

He shakes his head, her words becoming little pieces of dye in water (only adding to the color, the color that wants him to change but there's no way in Ripred he is). "Remembering someone is more important than anything in the world." Those are the only words that registered inside my head throughout the rambling that had been rolling around inside of it.

Remembering is the masterpiece of blade meeting wrist.

Remembering is the horror of whispers inside your head during sleepless nights.

Remembering is the breathing that hits your neck never fucking leaves.

"Remembering is that there used to be four people inside that house where I was actually fucking happy." I spit out to her, trying to pry her away. "Now, all there is for me to see is the hallucinations of him being alive. Though all it is is the insanity that has claimed my mind as a home."