Dakishimete
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*Read while listening to Bel Air by Lana del Rey*
As i ran away from my bullies up the stairs of my school my tears blinded me and all I could do was run and hope I didn't hit a dead end. I could hear their footsteps and snickering behind me downstairs and I wish I could just disappear. While my mind was in a flurry of thoughts I hit a boy and we both fell down hard. It was Masaki, a boy from my class.
''Help me....please.'' I beg with watery eyes and I keep alert
for the girls.
I didn't care if we weren't that close I just wanted anyone to help me. As I hear their haunting footsteps I begin to hyperventilate and can't help but let down a stream of tears. Abruptly Masaki stood and pulled me up, dragging me into one of the classes on that floor. He pushed the door and tugged me in after him then sat on the corner of the room where the door was so that no one would see in case they looked through the glass part of the door. I had been placed between his legs with my back to his chest as he my head which I had bent downwards in fear. We breathed silently as we heard the girls run up the next flight to look for me at the roof of the school. As we waited for them to all go up I dried my cheeks and waited for Masaki to let go of me, but instead he hugged me tighter.
''Masaki...'' I said as I lifted my head.
''Listen...'' He whispered worridly.
''I think their up there already...'' I continue anyway.
''Are you sure?'' He replies still in a whisper.
I nod and he slowly loosens his grip. I crawl away from him and then turn towards him. As we stare at each other in the empty classroom I feel myself want to cry again. The sunlight coming in from the window reflected on his bewildered eyes and for a moment he looked even more scared than I was.
''Why were they after you.'' He says in a crisp voice.
I take a deep breath and shake my head as I answer.
''I got a higher grade than one of them...She only needed to
ask; I would'nt mind helping her...'' I say as my newly dried eyes become damp again. I put my hands to my face and hear Masaki crawl up to me and soon feel his arms around me as I weep into his warm chest.
''Don't worry...things will get better...I promise.'' He
whispers near my ear and I get goose bumps. I want to stay in his arms forever but my fear compels me to get up. I back away from his hug and bow thanking him then we both stand and walk out of the room after checking for the girls.
''Thank you once again...I didn't mean to cause you any
trouble.'' I say politely.
''It's ok. Just get home safely.'' He answers and I smile and
nod as I make my way down the stairs.
Just as I finish walking down the last step and prepare to turn towards the second flight I hear the dreaded voices of my persuers. I panic and hide in a small space between the stairs and a wall. However to my surprise what I hear isn't laughing or stamping but mild-mannered girls speaking in sweet voices.
''Masaki-kun, have you seen Watanabe-san?'' They say in false tones.
''Yes.'' I hear him answer and fear I was about to be betrayed. I squeeze my eyes and wait for what's next.
''I saw her but I don't want you guys even close to her.'' He demands seriouslly. At first the girls are speachless but then they slowly start to scough and laugh.
''But we're her friends.''
''Don't lie. I know eveything. Don't bully people just because their smart...instead save that energy to study more yourself.'' He practically growls. This time the girls' lies come to a complete hault. I hear the scattered footsteps of the girls walk downstairs and as they see me hiding they go up to me and bow slightly with a lone ''gomenasai.'' I nod back and they continue down. I watch them afraid but impressed. I run upstairs again and see Masaki with his back against the wall and his eyes closed. I run up to him and clutch onto him. He reacts in shock primarilly but then places his arms over mine and again reassures:
''Don't worry...things we be ok.''
Foreword
Another mushy-type story...Idk what's been up with me lately but these are the kind of stories I've been getting ideas for.
Anyway this one as most of my stories comes with a "soundtrack" also. For prime reading experience listen to Bel Air by Lana del Rey and prepare for waterworks. LOL jk.
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