3 The Dead After (1) - 2

Gripping his hands, I was able to stop the knife before it pierced his skin.

Looking at me blankly, he asked, "Why?"

Disarming him of the knife, I jumped back and stood next to Sis.

"Are you kidding me? You're seriously asking me "Why?"! You were about to kill yourself!"

I couldn't help but respond like this, as, although I hated him, my memories of the past 7 years of living with the innocent him were still more prominent in my mind, having been more recent, so, I still considered him without fault right now.

I looked at his ever crying face, full of nothing, not even a single emotion.

That eye of his, the look in it was incredibly similar to one that I had seen on the battlefield many times...

It was the eye of a person that had given up on life.

Seeing the muscles on his arm flexing, both me and Big Sis did the same thing.

Before he could proceed to strangle himself or something, we were already at either side of his bed, pinning his arms down.

He looked at us surprised for a second, but then, we felt him relax, as all the fight left his body.

"Daughter, I'm sorry, but I just can't take it anymore."

Hearing these words being muttered under his breath, both Sis Cor and I were confused.

"Daughter?" I voiced out.

"Your dad will cause you pain and suffering."

Hearing him continue to utter out words that made no sense and seeing that his crying eyes were still staring into an unknown space, I decided to take action.

"SLAP!"

I slapped him so hard that the sound echoed throughout the room, and it looked like his head was turned almost to the point where it was unnaturally past its limit.

Drops of salty water flew into the air, as his tears sprayed everywhere, to the point where I had to wipe my hand that had slapped him on his blanket.

Rubbing his now scarlet cheek, he turned his head around and finally "looked" at me.

As new tears poured out of his eyes, he asked,

"Why don't you just let me die, I want to, and it would benefit you both."

"What do you mean? If you're talking about succession, then you should know that we don't care about such matters! We're siblings for god's sake!" Shouted Sis Cor right in his face, her voice cracking a little at the end, worry apparent on her face.

Honestly, I was surprised, as she had kept a cold facade this whole time, only to break it now, which was really surprising.

"Why did you try to commit suicide! You should know that we have always been there for you! You could have come to us for help!"

Now, Sis Cor was basically scolding Callian, but I was still just staring at the scene in shock, as honestly, I thought that she wanted to kill him as soon as possible, not worry about him to the point of scolding him.

"Sis..."

"Don't talk about it right now! Don't you see the state that he's in? Callian needs help right now, and he hasn't done anything wrong yet, we can change his future..." She whispered the last part so that only I could hear.

I took me some time to contemplate this, as this was an option that I had never considered before, my hatred and anger clouding my judgement.

'I... I could save Callian?'

I continued to ponder this as I half-mindedly listened to Cor scolding Cal as he just looked at her with no emotions, his tears still flowing.

By the way, at this point, we had all figured out that the tears wouldn't stop flowing anytime soon, and the doctor had concluded that Cal had somehow permanently damaged his Lacrimal Glands in both his eyes, causing them to secrete tears constantly.

It was kinda weird seeing tears flowing all the time, and even weirder from an eye socket with no eye in it.

Anyways, I just put these useless thoughts to the back of my mind as I started consoling Cor, she really needed it.

After all, I could already tell, her motherly instincts were activated upon seeing Callian like this, but what was even more messed up was the fact that Callian had killed her only son...

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<Callian's POV>

I just stared blankly whilst Cor was scolding me.

I mean, I was listening to every word she said, but it was hard to focus on her face, because of both the tears in my eyes and also because I could only see the look of grief she had in her last moments as I decapitated her.

After all, I had eaten her son's heart as his bleeding body was scattered on the floor, his guts scattered everywhere, all right in front of her eyes.

And I couldn't stand it.

But, this just made Cor scold me even more, as she thought I was purposefully ignoring her.

In the end, she gave up, and just hugged me all of a sudden, running her fingers through my hair, as she started to break down in my arms.

"Why? Why? Why? Why can't our family just be happy?"

She screamed these words into my shoulder, but I just hung there limply, leaning on her.

Seeing that Cara was moving closer to hug the both of us, I leaned in even more, letting the youngest of the bunch engulf us all in her warmth.

We stayed like this for a long time, just us three siblings providing the best emotional support that we could give to each other.

And then, as we broke apart, I whispered something in their ears.

"Give... Me... Some... Time..." I croaked out.

Hearing my first words in a long time, Cor was ecstatic, hugging me again, and telling me to take all the time I needed.

Cara just stood there at the edge of the bed, looking worried.

They both soon left the room, and I was all to my lonesome again.

Looking out the window, I knew what I had to do, I couldn't stay in this world any longer, lest I hurt them even more.

So, I opened the window, and jumped.