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THE DARK PAST

What happened to an honest boy that he changed so much and who is this girl,whenever she gets close to him causes him to suffer more. Read the story about a past hidden from the boy who needs to search for its pieces .........

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CHAPTER 1 -COMMENCEMENT OF SUFFERINGS

I am Andy Rebusa. I know it's an unusual name as I am half Japanese and half American, my father was Japanese while mother was American and I stayed in Japan since my birth. They died 3 years past. I currently live alone. I have a little sister but she stays with my maternal grandmother in America. I don't think she even remembers my face as we have been living separately for years and she didn't come home for mother and father's funeral. My parents' death is still a mystery. I don't think that I ever made an enemy who would go as far as killing my parents but it would sound more convincing if my parents made an enemy who would resort to such means. My memories with my parents are still fuzzy but I know that my house was a dark house working for an organisation. After my parent's death I only remember that I was isolating myself by confining myself in room. Today is my first day of high school.

"Hey, are you ready? We are getting late for school. Come fast."

The girl who is shouting is my only best friend named Ayane.

"I am coming. Just a minute." I quickly dressed up and rushed to find door key.

"Don't you think that you are becoming cheekier lately"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean that it was your first time ordering me to wait"

So, she is pouting for such a reason. Well, it doesn't matter to me anyways. We rushed to our respective classrooms as soon as we reached school.

Today I am a high school student. I don't have friends except one as well as I am quite gloomy, so I hope that this year won't be like last year. Everything is going nice till now and I hope that everything goes well in future too.

I am in class and my teacher is standing in front of me. As a fellow adolescent boy, I can pretty much say that my teacher is beautiful.

"Andy" she said "Andy Rebusa...are you listening?"

"Yes mam. How can I help you"? (note-Andy spoke in a very loud voice)

While facing teacher I could hear the laughter of my classmates and the bitching they were doing behind my back. It's not like I want to hear, it's more like they are speaking so loudly that whole school will get to know about me very soon but it doesn't faze me as I am already used to it.

"Then please pay attention in the class and later collect everyone's math assignment and bring It to me in the staffroom."

The class was over after 10 minutes but the sharp gazes of my classmate pointing 'why did our beautiful homeroom teacher asked you instead of us'. Well, I can guess what they mean as I was also fazed by her beauty.

I collected everyone's assignment and rushed to staffroom. While I was going to staffroom, I saw a girl who was about to fall. I knew that it would be bad if she falls but I didn't want to help her as it would be a headache to become a hero so early in the morning and my teacher will punish me if I am late for class but I don't know what happened to me at that moment. I ran towards her as fast as I can while dropping the assignment and saved her, who knew that while saving her I would get hurt pretty badly. My right arm got hurt but that didn't faze me instead I spat out 'beautiful' as soon as I looked at her.

"Huh"? The girl said

"No, I meant that you are quite cute." without hesitating I kept speaking shit.

I don't know why but I started feeling nostalgic after seeing her. It felt like I have met that girl before and she is the very key to know about the remaining pieces of my fuzzy past.

"Well don't you think I will complain about you to the principal that you are a pervert who tries to woo girls by holding them when they are about to fall?"

"I don't know whether you will complain or not but first get off me, I only helped you as I was on my way and you caught my eye...and if you still want to complain then no one is going to stop you."

She immediately got up and gave me a hand. She politely left by saying 'Thank you' to me.

I don't want to get involved with her any further as the more I think about her more my head starts aching. Instead of neglecting these symptoms I quickly went to sick room of school.

I asked school's nurse about that girl and she told me that girl was Sakura and she topped exams this year. As soon as I started imagining her in my head, my head started aching way too badly. It got worse after some time. It was like someone was ripping my insides while choking me I don't know what is happening but I know that if this pain continues for some more time I will die. This pain was something different... It was more like my brain was telling me 'that girl is someone you shouldn't remember, more you remember her, more you will suffer.' That girl is someone I should never meet again and much better if I don't get involved with her. The moment I saw her I can't get that day out of my head, the day when my parents died. The nurse was beside me; she was trying to help me but my condition grew worse and I fainted.

Who knew that was start of my sufferings!

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