User blog:ThatsJustKai/yuh story time

TW: abuse, suicide, knives, death, parents, family

CW: cursing

Prologue - That fateful night

It was a brisk autumn night, when Alena was walking down the street. This was usual for her, as she didn't have many friends anymore, not after her best friend committed suicide. She'd had feelings for her friend, and confessed, then her friend committed suicide, at least that's what it looked like. If it wasn't suicide, was it a murder? Who could've killed her best friend, was the burning question in Alena's mind.

"Hey mom... I'm home..”

"Hell, what took you so damn long to get home again? You know your dad's gonna beat you if he finds out about this!" Alena's mom is more dominant in her life than her dad, but her dad is more intimidating than anyone Alena knows.

"You'd know why if Sarasa was with me, obviously," Sarasa is her late best friend's name.

"Why do you always pull this shit when you get home? It's always "this wouldn't've happened if" this, "i wouldn't be like this if" that. I'm done with this. Go to your room. Dad's coming home soon. Also I found 3 knives in there, if I find more I'm putting you into a psych ward, got it?"

Alena didn't reply, because Sarasa was just getting out of the psych ward when she died. Her mom knew that, yet still went through with the idea of putting Alena into the psych ward if she needed to. Alena had been suffering through cycles of suicidal depression for a few months, for obvious reasons.

The next day at school, Alena wore her frizzy red hair in a low messy-bun with strands of hair framing her purple eyed freckled face, with an off-black oversized hoodie, which Sarasa had given to her. She thought something was off, but didn't question it, when there was something odd feeling, it was usually nothing. She hoped.

Class went by as usual, with the addition of a new student. Not really important, well, nothing really was important to Alena anymore, not after everything she’s been through. But there was something off about that kid, something that reminded her of Sarasa, something peculiar. Alena had no interest in it though. Then the kid walked up to her.

“Heyyyyyyy, Alena right?” their voiced was very piped up, unlike Alena, who’s voice was very tired and empty.

“I- yeah, how do you know my name..?” Alena was confused, at many things about this person.

“Sarasa talked a lot about you! I’m Sierra, but you can call me Ira!”

“Wh-who are you and how do you know Sarasa?”

“She was my fraternal twin. She loved talking about you.”

“Sarasa never mentioned you- ever, never when we spoke..”

“Oh yeah, that’s right, I was shunned by my family for not being perfect like Sara. She was my idol, and I wanna know how she died.”

“O-oh, the case was closed as a suicide, but I doubt that it was a suicide, since she never even joked about suicide..”

“She did, especially when talking to me!”

“What kinds of things did she say..?”

The two went on and on about the kinds of things that Sarasa joked about, it was…. Nice in a way.. Almost like having Sarasa back..

Chapter 1 - The Mystery

As with all things that caught Alena’s attention, she hyperfixated on it. Then came the oddest thing she had ever experienced… She saw Sarasa. It might now have been for long, but she knew what she saw. That white hair, those black streaks, those blood red eyes… It was Sarasa.

“Ahhh...ahhhhhh…..Why did I just see Sarasa- I- she- she’s gone…. Isn’t she..?”

“Hey, hey, calm down, you’re just seeing things, she’s not here, come back to your senses, Alena… It’ll be okay, everything’s gonna be okay, got it?” Sierra saw her too, but she’s seen Sarasa in her hallucinations before, it was normal for her, but she knew that what she saw wasn’t a hallucination, it was her, it was Sarasa.

“N-no… There’s no way that wasn’t her…. I-it’s different than me seeing my dad at night- I live with my mom and step-dad……. I- isn’t there anything we can do to find out if she’s really dead..?”

Alena heard a voice, a familiar voice, not Sierra’s… but Sarasa’s voice.... It said,

“You’ll be fine, just look for the golden bridge we used to go to…. You’ll find me there, I promise..”

“I-I will, I will find you Sarasa… I promise… I’ll always find you…” Alena burst into tears… The problem was, the golden bridge Sarasa spoke of, was taken over by a tornado, three weeks prior to Sarasa’s death… How did Sarasa expect Alena to find it if she hadn’t been to the bridge since they were 5..?

“Come on, Alena….. It’s okay, you’re just hallucinating that Sarasa is here…. She’s not here…” Sierra continued with the ignorant facade.

“That’s not a hallucination, I swear… It can’t be... “ Alena choked up, “It can’t be….” the second time she spoke it was like she was holding back the urge to burst into tears again.

“Calm down, I’m taking you home, you need rest…”

“No-o….Not home… not with my step-dad.. No...oooh” Alena’s voice cracked as she spoke.

“I’m taking you home, Alena.. That’s final.”

“Don’t take me home with h-him… please…”

“Why do you not wanna go to your own damn house?”

“B-because of him…… He’s ab-abusive…..ahhhh...no…..Please don’t take me th-there..”

“I- then I’ll take you to my house. It’s fine.. You know you could’ve just told me earlier… but I know it’s hard to open up about some things sometimes.. It’s okay.”

“Okay, thank y-you. I appreciate it..”

When they got to Sierra’s house, Alena felt a sense of comfort, an actual sense of home. She didn’t want to go her home again, she wanted to stay here, with her new friend.. With Sierra. With her new best friend.

Alena collapsed onto the floor, she fell asleep. She was happy. She felt like she could die peacefully here, with no regrets, to join her best friend…

“Oh, nodded off to sleep I see.. Well, I’ll just take you to my room and wait for you to wake up, I don’t have much else to do, anyways.”

Sierra lied with Alena and stroked her hair, to her heart’s content, Alena didn’t mind, it had been a while since she had been able to sleep very well, it was comforting. She enjoyed Sierra’s company.

The next day, Alena awoke to hundreds of text messages from her mom, asking where she was, and Alena knew that if she went home at this point, she’d be hurt badly before going to school the next day. So she stayed at Sierra’s house. Sierra clearly had a knack for building and construction, because Sierra had built this house from the ground up. Sierra was interesting, she was so similar to Sarasa, yet so different from her. It was comforting. She liked Sierra’s company.

Sierra and Alena walked to school together the following day. Their teachers asked them where they had been. Sierra simply said she needed to do things for her parents, an obvious lie, while Alena plainly refused to answer. She didn’t like being forced to talk, it made her think of her step-dad, of which, abused her. She didn’t pay attention in class, she didn’t want to. The only notable interaction she had during school was during lunch.

“Heyyy!”

It was Sierra.

“Hey, Ira”

“So uh, question. Do you like girls, or was it just Sarasa..?”

“Umm.. I don’t know, really. It might have been just Sarasa, it depends.”

“O-oh ok.”

“I- are you okay? You don’t usually stutter like that.. Unless, you were disappointed by my answer?” Alena let out a slight chuckle.

“N-no obviously..!”

“It doesn’t? So it wouldn’t faze you if I did this?”

“Did what..?”

Alena let a slight smile.

“You know what. I’m gonna show you what I mean.”

“I- uh..-”

Alena then leaned in to give her a kiss. It was her first kiss, Sierra's first too. Sierra didn't mind. She enjoyed it..

"Um... Did you.. Mean to do that?"

"Obviously I did. Why wouldn't I have meant to do that."

"I- why me? I'm not even- I'm not pretty- I- I'm not a good person.."

"Oh, stop being stupid. You're a great person, nothing could change that... I promise.."

"Even if I had killed Sarasa..?" Sierra hadn't killed her own twin, she would never, even if she was jealous of Sarasa.

"That....that'd be different, but I'd know if you did, immediately, I can tell, you didn't kill her."

"How'd you know that I didn't..? I could have..."

"I- my dad killed someone before, he killed his sister, my aunt.."

"Oh, geez..... I feel bad for asking.. I'm sorry.."

"Hey, it doesn't matter, he's in jail, for life.. don't worry, he doesn't bother me.. not anymore."

"I... okay then.."

The lunch bell rang, they had to wait a few more hours to talk to each other again.

Chapter 2 - Them

WIP