Author’s note: Here’s part 2! You’re all probably after my head on this being all angsty. But I hope you all love part two! This is where we find out what happened to MC
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You sat in your apartment, knees curled to your chest, sitting on your bed, thunder rumbling in the night sky. You’re heart was broken; unrepairable, Eisuke betrayed you.
“What did I do to deserve this?” you asked yourself “I did everything right and he still betrays me.” The thunder continued to rumble through the skies of Japan, it was going to let loose any minute but right now, the skies just wanted to rumble. As you listened to the rumblings of the thundering sky, you felt tears begin to form in your eyes. You’re body shook with sobs but a voice in your head stopped the sobs.
“Why are you crying?” the voice asked “He’s been nothing but a jerk to you since you started dating! Is it really true love giving you orders all the time? Is forcing you to be in the Penthouse in five minutes while you’re on the first floor good for you? Or is his controlling, jealous, nasty attitude good enough for you?”
At this moment, you began to have flashbacks of the past few years with Eisuke. The times he told you to be there or else, the nasty glares, the jealousy. And the sleepless nights; yeah, that was the best sex ever but seriously, you needed some of those nights to sleep! Thinking these thoughts, the tears stopped and you realized something; it wasn’t your heart that broke, but the shell that Eisuke molded over you that broke. Realizing this, you knew you had to act. Immediately, you got up from your bed and put your long brown hair into a low ponytail. You grabbed your phone, and setted up a video for Sakiko and Chisato. After the video, you grabbed a knife from your kitchen draw and cut right above where the hair band was. After that, you went to one of the beauty stores in the malls and went incognito, buying black hair dye, the cheapest yet best one.
You poured the hair dye on your hair when you got home and worked it through until your brown hair was now black as a moonless night. When finished, you cleaned it up and blow dried it. After that, you opened your closet and raided for the clothes way in the back; clothes Eisuke has never seen. Clothes that were ripped, all black, had skulls and crossbones, crucifixes, designs Eisuke wouldn’t approve of. You grabbed every piece of gothic clothes you could find and stuffed them into a large travel backpack. You then banged on the back wall, revealing it to be a fake wall and found a safe. You punched in a code and revealed the contents. Money, about three hundred thousand dollars worth.Since Eisuke would sweet talk his way into finding out your recent transactions so he could pinpoint you out; you felt this was the best way to be untraceable.
Immediately, you pulled every last Yen into your bag, a spot robbers would never look in then, changed into a ripped skull t-shirt, ripped short-shorts (as it was humid out), black biker boots that you wished you could step on Eisuke’s pretty little face with, your old black leather jacket that you loved so much and you’re black biker gloves; it was time to unleash the beast. After dressing up, you went deep into your closet and pulled out your helmet, one thing you loved about this helmet was the visor which obscured your face from anyone on the road. Now, it was time to take with you your biggest secret from Eisuke; your hog. No, not a pig, an actual American Motorcycle. One that you bought and used when you wanted to get away from Eisuke. But this time, you weren’t going back. You headed straight for the parking garage near the Tre’s of Spades to get your bike.
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Rain was obviously going to pour down any second, you were walking the streets of Tokyo, bike in tow and rolling next to you as you walked. This was it, your last chance to back out and resume life as it was. You looked across Tokyo bay and found The Tre’s of Spades hotel, shining in all it’s glory like the flashy casino it was. You knew Eisuke was up there at the top floor, probably resuming his life before you met him. But you felt a tug at your heart strings; something telling you to go back. Then, you looked at your bike, keys were still in your hand, backpack on your back. And there was the road, a road where you could experience so much more than what you had with Eisuke. A chance to visit every country on your own and not have to do anything anyone said. A chance to visit a life you left behind when you came to Japan to achieve your dreams that never happened. Two sides of you were waving a full on war in your body, and you finally made up your mind; you started up your bike, let the engine warm up and sped off like no tomorrow as the rain began to pour.
“WOOOHOOOO!!!!!!!” you screamed into the night air “Sayonara Tokyo! See you in hell Eisuke Ichinomya!” This was it, the shackles of a relationship were broken. Goodbye Eisuke Ichinomiya.
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