I reached the place where I am ' currently staying '. The reason I emphasized it because I truly didn't think of that place as where I must truly belong. Even now I am standing just outside the door reaching the door knob. Sigh.... I only had bad memories ever since I came here. Whew here goes nothing.
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KLANK[Door opening]
" I'm back to my place of wellbeing " I was answered with an empty hallway. The same huh?
Just as I was thinking that, a being who's supposed to be my mother appeared before me.
" Kuroha welcome back. The dinner is ready, let us all eat together as a family " She smiled and left to the kitchen.
Family. That word made me feel nauseated.
My mother, Mami Shiba, is beautiful beyond words. You could say that I inherited everything but looks from her. I even wonder how my dad managed to hook up with her with his look. I guess it's another mystery unsolved.
" I'm sorry. I'll just be a burden for you and your family Mrs. Shiba if I eat together with your family, I might make the food taste bad. " I answered her.
My mother looked shocked again at what I had told her with tears threatening to roll down her eyes. God how many times is she going to get shocked at this. This is something that happens everyday when I get back from school. I really think I'm a burden to them and considering moving out of the house so that they'll don't have to look at a disgrace like me every morning.
I entered the washroom and washed my face and looked at myself in the mirror. What I saw wasn't a face that a normal highschooler should have. A face of true disgust it was.
(Family. Shit what do they even know about what I've been going through. Hehe of course, why would they even care about me after all that has happened. EVERYTHING is FAKE FAKE FAKE FAKE FAKE FAKE FAKE FAKE FAKE FAKE FAKE FAKE FAKE FAKE FAKE FAKE FAKE FAKE FAKE FAKE FAKE FAKE!)
Yabaii that was dangerous. I lost control back then. Sigh. Poker face I choose you!
I walked towards the dining room.
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TRRK[DOOR OPENING]
" Nii-san, you're back" I glanced over to the person who said that. It was my imouto, Miyuki Shiba, who inherited almost every good things from both my mom and dad. I get pretty jealous sometimes looking at her. No can do anything about genes.
"Yeah, I'm back" I replied nonchalantly. What the heck is wrong with her, acting like a little sister who cares about her brother. I'm just so sick at it and it want to make me puke.
"Son" A man in his early 40's was sitting upright with a gleam in his eyes that told everyone that he's looking forward to today's dinner. He was my dad, Masayuki Shiba, who JK might want to have as a sugar daddy.
"How can I be of your assistance, Mr. Shiba" I answered in an almost robotic way with no life in my voice.
"Son! How can you speak like that to your father. Even sarcastically!"
Sarcastically?? Excuse me what might you be actually meaning by thise words.
"I don't recall having a father" I said it as monotonously as I can and left the dining room with a cup ramen and a bottle of water.
"Honey.. please don't yell at him" My mother told my father in a sad tone which was sympathizing for me.
(Heck I don't need your sympathy. Just save it for someone else.)
I walked up to my room in the 1st floor with a bottle of water and cup ramen in my hands.