Chapter 5- A Bruise
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I went out of the room where my 'parents' have been. I'm mentally 15 thought, but it's still not normal for me to get betrothed out of the blue. Are historical nobels all getting engaged before they reach 17? I'll imagine him as a mere boyfriend for now. If i recall, this guy is around 15 years old. A 3 year distance isn't quite bad. But engaged? Nope, no thank you! I'd rather die hanging in my room than to get engaged. <----(not good with men.)
Worse of all, there is no electronic gadgets available. This is the historical year after all. If i want to get rid of boredom, i should read or play with friends. Except...i don't know if this girl has friends or no. In my prev life, i have zero interaction skills and i have only gain 1 friend! I wonder how Yuki-chan's doing?
Everything's too painful for me to progress in my tiny brain. I just got reincarnated, and the next thing i knew is getting engaged? Even normal people would've been surprised and gone throwing tantrums.
But i felt like if i deny it, they'll kill me. I mean, i know im a suicidal maniac and i want to die, but...well i... feel like getting killed by them felt like carrying a heavy burden.
So for now i'll avoid making them lost their temper and die peacefully!
hm...but what method? Drugs? No, i think they don't have any. Stabbing? Uugh, i already did that but failed. Electrified? Oh, they only have it for lamps...mmmm....this world is cruel. I feel like shitting out of my pants until my butt burns like hell. And im saying all that with such a stoic face. *touches face*
...ridiculous. Tomorrow's probably the end of me. I opened my bedroom door. It was veeery colorful, it could make me blind. I think i need to take away some stuff. Urgh, the prev owner is so obsessed with colorful things...
I went to the bathroom to think and get refreshed, then i hit something on my toes.
I looked down
...it's a kettle.
Lucia must've already set a warm water while i was gone. Man royalty's a sucker!
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I can do it myself though, but i don't know the direction or access to every room in this mansion looking place.
I took off my clothes and dip in the warm bathtub. It smells like Jasmine. Does bath bombs exist?.....I think not.
Aaah, i wish i could just sleep here and drown myself, suffocating until i never see tomorrow again....
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Im getting more crazy, it makes me having a headache. I gently scrub myself with my hands then went off the tub. Does this place have a toilet or a faucet? Im curious about it.
But since we're in the historical days, there must be none.
....Im bored, i want to make teru teru bozu with brother. He drew funny faces. And then we play Kagome Kagome with his friends...and then we play some video games...but mom always...and dad made me...aaaah...i don't...wanna think about that....
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"Eek!" a water was splashed on top of the girl's head.
"Hey hey~ let's make a deal! If you don't get close to Komori-kun, or cling to him like some sort of parasite, we'll promise to never bother you anymore" a girl with a blonde curly hair command her.
"Ahaha, you looks soo pathetic, you should see your face. It's super horrible! Gahahaha!"
another girl said.
"Ne, Suki-chan, you're being too gentle aren't you? Hey, how about we beat her up? To make sure she remembers!" another one beside her suggested.
"Ah, then hold her girls" suddenly, the girl was held hostage by the 2 girls beside the curly haired girl.
"Then, you better-"
*Slap!* the blondie slapped her hard on the cheeks until it was swollen. She can feel the blood in her mouth.
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When she went inside her house, her swollen cheek still remains. But bandaged up
"I-im...home..."
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"Haruhi..." it was her mother's voice.
"ah mom! i-" but before she could even say anything...
"why are you late? why is your cheek bandaged up like that?...Did you have a fight with someone?" her mother started asking questions with such trembling eyes.
"ah i was...hurt because i fell down the stairs...?" she was hesitant.
Her mother didn't say anything, for a second.
"ah..."
the girl looked at her mother, but what she sees was hateful eyes.
"you're lying... aren't you?" the girl gasped
"no, mother i-"
"i can't believe it..." the girl panicked.
"i raised such a liar...do you not trust mother anymore? Do you...
EVEN LOVE MOTHER ANYMORE?"
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I touched my cheeks, i still feel the sting of pain on my bruised cheeks, and mom's words.... it's not that i don't love her...
'then, what is it?'
it's just...i don't want mother to worry much about me.
'but she cared didn't she?'
i don't want to see mom mad because of me.
'she's worried about you, can't you see?'
i know that, but-
'it was you who didn't notice'
no, it wasn't my intention to lie-
'you are hated because you're not an honest person'
no...stop it...
'Why you're bullied'
stop....
'why you're hated...'
don't...i said stop...
'why brother had cancer'
please....
'IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT!'
STOP IT!!
hah...hah....haaah...
a dream? Im already in bed with some clothes on....
good thiiing...
Ah yes tomorrow...
It's almost time