Chapter 9

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That's Youta! Handsome mafia man. The cat's Milk, full name; Milky White.

"Feeling better, Kazu?" Dad asked and I nodded with a grin.

"The doctor sent some more meds for you to try, " He said slowly, already knowing how much I hate taking the pills.

With an exaggerated sigh, I held out my palms. Dad put two pills into my hands and I swallowed them quickly without water, cringing at the taste. 

Haruhi rubbed my back, "These might work better than last. " 

The last pills made my mood swings increase in intensity. I bawled, I screamed, I laughed.

All in the span of a minute. 

I hoped desperately that these would be better. 

The pain of the last one scared me as I writhed in pain, trying to focus on one emotion but unable to do anything but ride it out. That's what landed me in the hospital because until the pills wore off, I was a danger to everyone around me. 

Suddenly feeling tired, I yawned, "I'm going to go to bed." 

"You don't wanna help us make a cake?" Haruhi teased lightly while she walked to the kitchen.

"I wanna help!"  I scrambled after her, ignoring the odd feeling looming over my shoulder. 

I'd deal with that later. 

~The Next Day~

"Kazuki, you have to get up, " Haruhi whispered quietly, already dressed in her uniform. 

I sighed, sitting up looking to my alarm clock. I had woken up way later than I usually did seeing that Haruhi had waken me up. 

But for some reason, I didn't really care. 

"I'm up, " I smiled happily but found that it wasn't real or at least it didn't feel that way. 

It seemed to convince Haruhi as she nodded, smiling back, "Your uniform's on the bed." 

I didn't feel like putting on the uniform or doing anything for that matter. But with reluctance, I put on the uniform, feeling uncomfortable with my coat on. 

I felt unsafe. 

As I walked downstairs, I asked myself what was different and why I was different. 

Why I felt so damn tired. Not as in sleepy, just tired. 

Of what?

"You ok?" Dad asked, placing on my shoulder while handing me my backpack.

"I'm fine. "

Why did I lie? 

I wasn't fine, I felt terrible, like I was going to puke but nothing came and everything sat in my stomach, painfully. 

Putting on a smile, I ran after Haruhi when we left the house. She talked about the host club and what we might do today and I could only nod as I kept spacing out. 

What the hell is wrong with me today? 

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