Aftermath
~Ayano's Pov~
Today everyone was jumpy. News got out that I may of gotten Emily to commit suicide. I did, but ya know it was only just a rumor.
Taro walked passed me in the hall and punched me in the face. Ouch. I mean I deserved it but still. HE'S SUPPOSED TO BE SWEEPING ME OFF MY FEET AND BEING LIKE ROMEO. NOT MOPING. Maybe I have too high of expectations.
Nah. Totes fine. (who are we joking my expectations are way too unbelievable).
While I was recovering from being beaten by the senior, he yelled at me. "I rant about how you're a fucking asshole and you take that as 'ha ha ha. I should insult Taro's best friend til she breaks' great. Fucking great!" I rolled my eyes. "Now she's in the hospital and it's all your fault." I shrugged. "Hey you just said she's in the hospital. So that means she's not completely dead yet. Therefore I've once again done nothing wrong." He kicked me in the stomach.
Club time was somewhat dull. I noticed Taro sitting infront of the Info club. I took a seat next to him and he didn't move away. I sighed just to see if he'd notice me, and when he didn't respond it occured to me that I was being purposefully ignored. I yawned and leaned against him. He pushed me away.
I got up and sat slightly farther. Maybe I should try being mopey like him. Then I can figure out what the hell he's mad about.
I tried remembering Emily.
Geez looking back I may of been a bit of a jerk. I yelled at her a bit, may of insulted her, acted slightly homophobic-
Holy shit I've never been nice to this girl. Any time I've seen her she's been ignored, attacked, injured, embarassed, etc.
And yet she was so nice, so thoughtful, caring, not murdery. And then I killed her.
I really, truly, honest to god am a monster. I drove an innocent girl to her death just because she wanted to be at the very least friends.
I tried covering my face, only to notice it was drenched with tears. I blinked twice and noticed Taro was hugging me, probably attempting to stop my sobbing. I hugged him tightly, crying into his shoulder.
Here I was: Ayano Aishi. The most twisted, emotionless, heartless girl in school, crying over someone she would of cared less about a week ago.