A Game of Pocky
Looking at his face... It's cunning... As expected, staying quiet is the best choice when facing them...
" How about a kiss for a reward!" He said... saying it like he found himself a pretty great idea. I can feel him coming closer...
" What?! Let go!" Grabbing one's cheeks aggressively then looking at them like prey... Sadism... Is sadism their family's unique characteristic...?
*Thud*
The sound of the door being forcibly open echoed in my ears.
His face with a smirk was getting closer, he's not intending to kiss me, I can tell, his focus wasn't on my face for someone who wants to kiss me (unlike her twin sister). Ruffling my hair with his right hand while his right hand's pointer finger was over her lips... He's messing with her again...
" It's soft! Damn, that's-"
The door of this infirmary broke... A real monster arrived, witnessing her (forcedly) boyfriend with her twin brother looking so indecently.
" Fucking hell."
There it is... The eyes that lost their light, completely devoured by intense anger... My body started trembling... I can't move. Trauma is scary...
?!
Her eyes... It's watery... She's about to cry... But why? Why won't she stop looking at me with those eyes... It's making me feel like the bad guy... Now, rather than feeling scared... I'm feeling wronged...
*Clap, Clap, Clap*
Ralph claps... Her tears fell...
" Gotcha! Don't worry, I don't swing that way. His hair was pretty soft though, like our dog at home." He patted Ralpfia's head, but she replied with a slap.
"... I'll be leaving first. " Ralph said with a smile to her. Ralph left the infirmary with a winning smile.
" Fucker... " Ralpfia whispered.
Ralpfia looked at me... Worried... She's worried about me... But I'm more worried about myself... Behind me is a wall, I'm cornered... Cornered from the start...
She opened a strawberry-flavored Pocky, taking one out of the small carton box and offering it to me... Slowly, I extended my hand to reach it.
" I hold, you eat" she ordered.
"..."
" What? You'd rather have Ralph do this to you?!" She said angrily...
I opened my mouth, leaning closer to the Pocky, biting inch after inch, getting closer and closer to her hand... I stopped.
I looked at her. Chestnut-colored eyes looked down at me with caring eyes... This should feel warm... But why do I feel conflicted and uneasy instead...?
" Eat, all of it." She ordered.
So this is why I feel uneasy...
" Eat it, all of it." She repeats.
I opened my mouth once more, biting carefully until all that's left is the one she's pinching unto.
" Take it." She said. I can see it... Her pinch of the Pocky getting tighter.
" ... How...?" I asked.
" Lick it, silly." She said...
She's nuts!
" What? I bet you'd do it if it's Ralph who- Eek!"
Ah... I'm nuts too... The Pocky was obviously between her thumb and pointer finger... But I licked her palm...
" Y-y-y-you!! S-see you tomorrow!" She... stuttered, couldn't make eye contact with me, she reached for the door and left...
*Sigh*
I can finally breathe.
Looking through the window as I lay myself on another infirmary bed, it made me wonder why am I alive.