49 – [Segment #3: Bad Boy]
Until now, I have lived my life just enduring each day.
I learned how to behave in order not to cause any trouble at school, and when I got home, I immediately opened my textbook.
Even during vacation, I finished my homework early and focused on my studies.
The reason is very simple.
Only then can I become a good child.
Because by becoming a good child, you can become a thin thread connecting your parents.
That was all.
I’ve never been dissatisfied with this kind of life.
But there were times when it was a little difficult. Even at times like these, I couldn’t openly tell anyone, so I had no choice but to empty my mind and walk forward.
But now I have to wait for tomorrow.
In the first semester, I thought about what kind of questions I would ask tomorrow to embarrass that child. When I thought of such a joke, a smile came to my face before I knew it.
This feeling evolved little by little, and eventually we became like each other.
The boy who is now my boyfriend.
I’m not good at expressing affection, but that’s probably because I’m shy inside. It’s clear that deep down you care for me.
Today, I was pretending to sleep on his shoulder, and he stroked my hair.
Nowadays, I’m really happy every day.
If this kind of happiness can continue in the future…… It would be great.
When I entered the house with such thoughts.
I noticed right away that something strange had happened.
No, I couldn’t help but notice.
The TV was overturned and broken, and the closet was empty, so all the clothes that were filled inside were scattered on the floor.
A sofa turned upside down on the clutter. The frying pan used in the kitchen and the dishes were all thrown away.
What happened?
I’ve never had such a big fight between these two. At best, it was all that we had an argument during the meal and spilled the food.
I cautiously approached the room where the two were.
The voices of the two people sounded small.
As I got closer, I could tell that the tone of his voice had risen considerably.
Pause for a moment and focus on your voice.
“The family isn’t in trouble because of you. Having a child is a student subject, but I got a girlfriend and I wear a coupling or something. Uh? Since you act like a bully, aren’t you copying the same?”
My heart felt like it was sinking.
I think you found out that you have a boyfriend. It’s also because of the coupling I made at my request.
But the coupling is well hidden in the desk drawer. Have you ever seen it while cleaning? Or have you been looking at every nook and cranny of my room since the old days?
…… Either way, it doesn’t matter.
It is true that I have already disappointed you two. Besides, this isn’t the only problem. Since the last time you lied and went to the pool, it must have already started cracking.
At this point, no matter what I say, it will be useless. Everything in the house is already broken. Maybe you don’t want to live together anymore.
Anyway, it seems that the relationship between the two of them has irreversibly broken down.
This is all my fault.
I did what a good kid shouldn’t do, but it’s my fault.
I walked slowly and entered my room.
Seeing that there is no response, they don’t seem to know that I’m home yet. Fortunately that’s it. I don’t know what you would do if you saw me in this atmosphere.
I don’t think my room was touched. The desk and bed were left as they were before the school trip. This was also fortunate.
Kami is sitting on the bed looking depressed. She must have been very surprised. She seems to have fled here because she threw all her things away and didn’t even have enough space to move.
I picked her up and petted her, and she started licking the nape of my neck.
Then suddenly…… A heartbroken heart arose.
I’ve been trying to be a good kid. She studies hard, makes a lot of friends, and even gets compliments from her teachers. The fact that she has a boyfriend, does she have to go through this with just one.
Could this be so wrong?
Am I a bad kid?
I got under the desk and crouched down.
She tries to pet Kka-mi while holding back her tears. All she could do was grunt and grunt. She seemed a bit sad too.
While doing so, she remembered the child’s face.
Having someone important means that her heart weakens.
The kid who accepts my pranks, listens to me even when I get a bit grumpy, makes me laugh by saying funny things, and makes me happy by showing his heart towards me sometimes.
I wanted to hear her voice, so I took out her cell phone.
But I put it back in soon.
She shouldn’t be doing anything that would burden her with that child.
Just then, the cell phone rang just in time.
I checked the screen with the thought that it could not be. The name listed there…… She, of course, was the child’s name.
Really, why are you doing this? She always pretended not to know her, and only took one step in at this timing.
Aiming at the moment when a person is weakest and approaching him is too despicable. There will be no one in the world as pathetic as this child.
I can’t answer that call.
If you answer the phone right now, he will answer and ask you to help, he will definitely try to help. The heart that he wished he would and the heart that he shouldn’t have started to collide.
I shouldn’t transfer my problems to the child. Because I have to carry this thing forever. I have no choice but to keep playing the role of the good kid.
The vibration continues.
My heart swayed accordingly.
How long has it been?
As the phone was about to end, I accidentally pressed the button.
“Oh… ….”
I tried to hang up the phone in surprise, but hanging up now would only raise suspicion. Now that this has happened, I have no choice but to pass it on as if nothing happened.
“Hello?”
I spoke in a normal voice as much as possible. Of course, I didn’t want my parents to find out, so I lowered the volume to the maximum.
“…… Hello?”
I’m about to burst out crying when I hear your voice.
But you have to be patient. You should keep your composure as long as possible.
“Why are you calling?”
As always, let’s talk with a smile.
I don’t think you’ll notice because he’s insensitive. I’ve lived as a ‘good kid’ for a long time, so I must have a good understanding of false acting.
I paused for a moment to answer my question, and then the answer came back.
“Over there.”
“Huh?”
When I asked again, the child said in a serious voice.
“Are you crying right now?”
With that one word.
Something deep in my heart started to stir.
The tears I’ve been holding back run down my cheeks…… Next to that stem another stem grows. Tears began to flow until I couldn’t stand it any longer.
Always insensitive, but only quick-witted at times like this.
What a mean child.
“Hello?”
Did I hear the sobbing? She said with a tone of concern for the child.
I’m really stupid.
She’s not even a good kid, and she’s failed at hiding it so her boyfriend doesn’t worry.
It shouldn’t be like this.
But I can’t hide it anymore.
I brought out the words that I had buried somewhere deep in my heart.
“…… Help me.”
At one word mixed with my crying, I started hearing the sound of clothes brushing through the receiver.
Then the child spoke in a firm voice.
“Are you at home now?”
And finally, he added a word.
“I’ll go right away.”