Wow. It's been almost forever since I updated this. Gonna try to squeze in two chapters in this one.
Chapter 6: Nightmares Again?
(Monologue: Shika)
As I slept, I thought about everything that happened that day. Fighting against that machine, running into Perry, being introduced to V... Personally, I don't like V's style. Sure, he's a nice guy, but the whole "Head of the Guild" thing has my suspicous about him. And Perry... He's like a gentle giant. He looks a bit rough, but he's a very sweet guy sometimes. But I still miss being at that school... I'm worried about Patrice and all the others. I can care less about that Britney Spears wannabe whore. She's trash anyways.
And then, my dream was getting bad. I remembered seeing my stepfather, drunk, almost to the point of inebriation, carrying a beer bottle and getting into an argument with my mom. I don't remember what they were arguing about, but I thought it was about me. Just as I walked out of my room, I heard glass being shattered. My mom was hurt. She had shards of beer bottle glass in her head, lying on the floor, screaming in pain as she bled. And when I looked my stepfather in the eye, I lunged at him and started pummeling him to the ground, out of anger and sorrow, watching the blood come out as it splashed on me. Then I grabbed the shattered bottle, and took a deep stab into his chest.
And after that nightmare, I woke up, sweating like an athlete after a 1600m dash, shivering, shaking. Sometimes, I blame that old man for all that has happened to me. If I did, I would've stayed out of it. But I decided to stand up, and protect my mom. I just hope that old fart gets locked up and rots like the scum he is.
Burn in hell, you bastard.
Chapter 7: Patrice...
Patrice: (Shika... You'll be alright, I just know it!)
(Ms. Okamitsu rushes to the building and sees Patrice)
Ms. Okamitsu: Patrice! Thank God you're okay!
Patrice: Ms. Okamitsu...?
Ms. Okamitsu: Where's my daughter? She wasn't captured by those terrorists, was she?
Patrice: ...I'm sorry, but... She's gone...
(Ms. Okamitsu bursts into tears)
Patrice: I wish I could've done something to help her, anything at all, but... I was...
Ms. Okamitsu: I can't believe they took her! Why did it have to be her? (wailing)
Patrice: ...
Ms. Okamitsu: I just hope she can make it out, because I don't know what I would--
Patrice: Get a hold of yourself! (she slaps Ms. Okamitsu) Sheesh!
Ms. Okamitsu: (gasps)
Patrice: I know how you feel about her being taken away by those people, but you can't just cry, kneeling and hoping that she'll come back! She's strong, she'll make it out! I mean, come on! You think that she'll just die in there? I've known her since we were little! She's always been there for me, she's always been strong when I was weak, but I learned from her. You can't always depend on someone to save you all the time. You have to save yourself! You have to be strong, just like Shika!
Ms. Okamitsu: ...
Patrice: ...I apologize, but you don't have to cry. You just have to stay strong.
Ms. Okamitsu: ...thank you, Patrice... (hugs her)
Patrice: Uhhh... You're welcome? (tries to shove her away)

