She was rainbow, but he was color blind.

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I was stunned, I couldn't move. Slowly I started feeling something weird, IDK what it is but it feels so heavy. I started to remember a lot of things, a lot of memories started to flash in front of me. My memories with my father.

And that empty wish to be with my mother.

I raise my shaking hands and tried my best to move my legs. But it won't move, as if something is stopping me from moving. I look up and tried to call for them.

"M-mother....m-mo-" I grab my neck with both hands. 'Why can't my voice reach them? I was fine a few minutes ago...I can't seem to raise my voice...my throat hurts.'

I look up and see them laughing and smiling. As if they're happy and having a lot of fun. I again tried to call for them but my words won't come out.

"Fat-father..."

I couldn't hold my tears. My heart hurts. I'm seeing my father and mother but I can't even call them. It hurts, it hurts so much. My throat hurts, my hands won't stop shaking. I stare at them as my tears started to stream down from my eyes.

I want to run to them, I want to hug them. I want to complain like a kid to them about my life. I want to tell them not to leave me. I want to cry out loud while being in their embrace. I want to whine, I want to tell them to take me away with them.

I clenched on my chest and cry in silence. This cruel world is too much for me. I can't stand it anymore. I want them, I need them and only them.

"Honey, we should head inside. You haven't fully recovered yet."

I heard my father say that to my mother. She smiles at him and looks down and that's when I noticed her big stomach. My eyes widen, I wipe my tears and slowly tried to move towards them.

She puts her both hands on her belly and smiling she said, "baby look papa is such a scary cat. Won't even let mummy stay out. When you'll come to this beautiful world make sure to scold papa a lot." She looks at my father teasingly.

Father looked surprised but then started to laugh. "Sure my baby will come to this beautiful world but only to be papa's little bodyguard." He smirks.

"Omo!!! You think it'll be a boy?" Mother asked pretending to be shocked. Father didn't say anything at first but keep staring at mother.

Then he looks down and shakes his head while smiling. "I never said I desperately wanted a boy. I said I desperately wanted a child. Because I wanted my child to see how beautiful this world is. My child won't be owing anything for me but I will. It's me who is bringing it into this world in the first place, I want my child to see everything and know that this world was created for them, that my child is born free. It doesn't matter if it's a boy or girl. What matters is my child should be grateful to be born in this world. They don't have to be strong, they only need to know that they were meant to be born in this beautiful world and that's their own freedom. I don't want them to take any blame, any responsibility, as a father my job is to protect my child and my child's job is to be protected. If someday I fail, that'll be the biggest regret I will ever have."

My eyes widen hearing those words from my father. The tears that once stop started to stream down again. I felt a sharp pang on my chest. My lips, legs, and hands were shaking so much.

Father pulls mother to him as he hugs her and looks up at the bright sky. Smiling he said, "I hope I can give everything thing to my little precious baby what they deserve. Happiness is what they deserve, and I hope I can give them all of it. Even if I can't I'll try to look for it, even if it costs me my life."

My mother looks at him in shock, "oh dear don't say such a thing. It seems like it's you who is sick not me." Mother slightly slaps father's chest as father laughs out loud. He Peck on her forehead as mother wrapped her arms around father. They stare in front of them smiling, admiring the beautiful view in front of them.

I couldn't stand a bit. My legs, I can't feel it nor can I stand any longer. I stare at them blankly as my tears keep falling. I slowly started to lose my balance on my legs and without my realization, I was already sitting on my legs on the ground.

'This world is not the beautiful father. This world....they....I...everyone hated me, father.'

I slowly look down on my lap. I bring my hands in front of my chest as I intertwined them together in a fist. I clenched on it so hard that now it's bleeding.

"Now let's go inside. It's time for mama to eat some healthy so that our baby can be born healthy." I heard father say and mother laughing.

'Why did things turned out to be like this? How did all this happen?'

I asked myself. But when I found my answers I couldn't find my own way back. I look up but saw no one was there.

I look down on my lap again and my lips started to shake as I screamed loudly leaning forward.

I screamed and screamed, I keep screaming until my throat hurts. I let my tears fall and punch my chest.
The answer to my question is, it would have been great if I was never born. I should have never existed. I should have never interfered in their life.

I look up and cry my heart out. I never wanted to be born, I have never wanted to see the cruel side of this world.

"You owe me, everything father, you owe me my happiness and my world. Why did you leave me behind father? WHY?"

I screamed my lung out and cried like a mess. I don't want to live anymore. My heart hurts.

"Father this world isn't beautiful. Father, they have been cruel to me, the father they wished for me to die, they blamed me for the death of my mother. They blame me for your death father, this world didn't give Me anything but pain and a broken heart. Father, please don't leave me. Please, please I'm begging you to come back, father.....FATHER TAKE ME WITH YOU TWO PLEASE...I'M BEGGING YOU!!!!!!!!!!"

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"I'M BEGGING YOU!!!!"

I screamed and immediately open my eyes. I started to breathe heavily and cold sweat was all over me. I stare blankly in front of me. What I'm seeing isn't any sky but a ceiling.

'Where....where am I?'

I immediately gasped and sit up straight. I realized that I was sitting on something soft, but I remember I was sitting on the grass, forest and house....idk what was that?

"Yua?"

I hear someone calling for me. I rub my eyes with my palm. And finally, I look up and look around. I am in a room, the room I'm staying in. It's the hotel!!!

"Yua? Oi Yua?"

I felt someone shaking me by my shoulder. I felt a bit of pain inside my head. I slowly look at my side and all this time my vision wasn't clear but slowly it started to get more clear.

It's Ryuu and Kento.

I stare at them blankly. "What happened?" I asked as if nothing happened. They looked at each other and then back at me. They looked worried and also confused.

"Yua-chan why are you crying?"

Ryuu asked while putting his hand on my shoulder gently. I flinched and reach my fingers towards my cheek and that's when I realized I've been crying, since when? Is this the reason why my vision isn't clear?

'Why am I crying?'

Why am I feeling sad and heavy? What is wrong with me? My tears aren't naming to stop. What was that in my dreams? Where was I?

"Yua?" I heard Kento calling for me. I look at him with my tearful eyes. He looks sad and worried. He walks towards me and puts his hands on my shoulders. I realized I was shaking.

"Let's go back home. You don't have to stay here anymore. Let's go back to our home, where everyone is waiting for us." He said smiling. But it seems more like a bitter smile. As if he couldn't stand something.

Stand me seeing like this, miserable and in a big mess.

I stare at him and grip on my fist. For some reason, I want to cry. I want to be in Kento's embrace and cry my heart out.

"Ryuu if you don't mind could you step out for a moment." Kento said to Ryuu, Ryuu seems to hesitate but eventually nods and walks out of the room leaving us alone.

Suddenly Kento grips my shoulder and said, "I told you many times, I'm always there for you if you need anything or a shoulder to lean on. I'm your brother Y/N....you are my sister. Then what is holding you?"

I flinched at his sudden burst out and questions. I couldn't answer nor could I move. But I heard him calling me by my old name. Why?

"Y/n? You need to remember this is the name your mother had chosen for you when you were born. Your father loved your name as much as he loved you. You are Yua for the world but Y/n for me and my mother. No one knows other than me and my mother. You are strong and none can replace you. Y/n do you get that? Do get what I'm trying to say? Don't let him break the strong you....don't let your freedom be snatched by anyone. You were born to witness this beautiful world. With me, with us."

My eyes widen. I remember now, I remember those words I heard my father saying in my dreams.

They don't have to be strong, they only need to know that they were meant to be born in this beautiful world and that's their own freedom.

I look up at Kento and immediately pull him into a hug. I cry out loud. I cried and screamed. My body was shaking and my heart hurts. I don't know what I was saying to Kento and I also don't think Kento understands what I am saying.

He hugs me back and pats my back and my head gently. He didn't say anything but all he did was listen to me keep saying nonsense and hear my scream.

But it's all thanks to him that I'm finally able to understand and clear my thoughts. I'm finally able to feel easy and light. I don't feel that burdening feeling again.

I feel like I can now fly, I'm free.

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To Be Continued