Aki

Why did I have to get sick with Daichi? Why must I take care of him? I already have my own family to care about.

I didn't want to deal with my little brother forever. My husband doesn't like me taking care of him, so why should he?

It would just be better if she was gone.

If he went missing then I wouldn't have to. If only he was gone...

There was that path nearby. It's said that people have been going missing and presumed dead.

That would work.

I could convince it's for his sake to take a walk for his health.

All I had to do was convince him and drop him off.

And that's exactly what I did. That morning I brought him to the path, and dropped him off. As soon as he was out of sight, I drove away. He was out of my hair now. I could finally have some peace in my life without my brother in it.

As I drove home, my phone ranged. I picked it up and answered the phone call.

"Hello?"

"Is this Aki Kuro?"

"Yes... who are you?"

"I'm with the police department. I hate to tell you this, but you're husband was found dead. He was found on the sidewalk in front of the 30 stories office building. It is presumed that he commuted suicide. Would you mind coming in for questions?"

"I-I'm on my way there..." I hung up the phone. He was dead? Bill was dead? How could he? Why would he commit suicide?

He always said he hated himself.

I never did anything for him. I always put my brother first since he was helpless. But I was actually the helpless one, I couldn't tell that my husband felt helpless while my brother was fine on his own.

It was all Daichi's fault. It was his fault that she didn't pay attention to him. It was his fault he was blind, and that she needed to help him. My husband's death was that god damn bastard's fault.

Only his not mine.

I answered the cops questions as best as I could. I told them everything they wanted and needed to know. I told them what I thought and how I felt. They don't care how I felt but I told them anyways.

When I drove home, my mind was empty. I felt numb. I felt empty. What was this feeling? Was it nothingness or was it something?

Upon arriving home, I didn't think at all about Daichi. Till he walked in. I was sitting on the couch, crying my eyes out, when I heard the door open.

As soon as I saw him. As soon as I saw that damn cane, I released all my anger. All my feelings. But wasn't I numb? Why am I suddenly angry?

I yelled at him that it was his fault. I told him to get out. I just kicked a blind man out of a house! What was wrong with me?

My mind was a mess. I couldn't sort any of it out. None of it was connecting in my head. Was I feeling empty or angry? Numb or sad? Was it Daichi's fault or mine?

My mind raced with these thoughts till I passed out, somewhere around midnight, on the couch.