Chapter Nine: Shizue:
I do not understand him. He won’t leave me. Why won’t he let me die?
Sota just sits there across from me looking like an emperor. The living room could be spinning in spirals, but he would be sitting still. I want to smack the smug look off of his face.
“Who are you?” I asked.
“Someone who doesn’t want you to die,” he said. I wrinkled my nose.
“But why?” I asked.
“You shouldn’t throw your life away so easily,” Sota said. Who does he think he is? He doesn’t know me. Why would he even know what my problems are? He’s starting to creep me out.
“I am not trying to,” Sota spoke up. I gave him an odd look.
“I didn’t say anything,” I said.
“You didn’t need to. I have seen that look before.”
I gave him a strange look. “What do you mean?” Sota turned his head away. He muttered something under his breath.
“What did you say?” I asked.
“Nothing,” he lied. Sota smacked himself in the cheeks and forced himself to smile. “So, what are we doing today?” I gave him such a strange look. Who was this guy? Sota won’t tell me anything about himself. All of the girls flocked to him, but he doesn’t pay any attention to them. He even turned me down when I had the same look of those girls that laid eyes on him.
“No way,” Sota told me. “You and I are not happening.” I frowned at him as I puffed up my cheeks. He didn’t have to say it like that. Not like I actually wanted anything to happen. Each if I did, Sota didn’t have to be a jerk about it.
Still, he’s hanging around with me.
“Don’t you have any other friends to hang around?” I asked.
“Sort of,” Sota said.
“What do you mean ‘sort of’?” I asked. He sighed and rubbed his forehead.
“It’s kind of hard to explain,” he said. I opened my mouth, but he put up his hand.
“Let’s just leave it at that,” I said. That’s how it always ends up when I try to ask him questions. Each time, I want to scream like crazy. Why is he trying to keep me alive, but won’t tell me anything about himself?
“I told you, you shouldn’t throw your life away,” Sota said.
“Will you stop saying that?” I asked. He shrugged and gave me that annoying smile. Why does that emperor keeping doing this to me?
“Sure,” he said. “But I just can’t let you die.” I didn’t know whether to scream or break down crying. That wasn’t even the weirdest thing about him either.
Sota acts so weird when we aren’t together. One morning, I woke up see him talking to himself in my room. I couldn’t make out what he was saying, but it sounded like he was looking for something. Or maybe it was someone. I am too afraid to find out.
All I know is he just won’t leave.