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The third out of my "stories." Except that this one really happened just about 2 hours ago. Notably, the stuff said by Mom. The other info, like the messages left, the whole demise thing...just to make the story sound right. Oh well...
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Judge: This is the trial for the murder of Mary Antonette de Leon. Court is now in session.
**First Witness: Hayato Hiryu, victim's Lover**
"Mr. Hayato Hiryu, would you mind stepping up to the stand?"
Hayato slowly steps up to the witness stand.
Bayliff: "Would you swear to say the truth, all the truth, and nothing but the truth, so help me, God?"
Hayato: "Must I really swear on the Bible?"
The bayliff is silent.
"'Cuz either way, I do swear to say the truth."
The bayliff nods and walks back to his post.
-softly snickers-
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Interrogator/Lawyer: "Mr. Hiryu. Where were you on the night of Ms. de Leon's demise?"
H: "I was talking with her."
I/L: "And what were you talking about? Can you describe that night?"
H:"Well, I was feeling unwell. Same old topic. I'd always tell her about how I felt, how I'd always accuse her of cheating on me, how she wasn't being truthful and faithful to me.
You may wonder why. Before you bother asking, may I just say that I've been cheated on 9 painful times. And mind you, I'm not the type of person who'd bother dealing with flings."
-sighs- Just what I love about him... He was dead serious about me... Then again, high maintenance. Oh well. It was fun taking care of him. He was like that adorable little puppy you found in the dark corner, shivering in the cold. He needed love, and it's just what I can give him. He'll always be like that to me, and I'll always take care of him. I love you Hayato...you know i do...and only you...
I/L: *nods*
H: "Well, at one point, she said she'd be back. The topic we were on hadn't changed. But she did mention this fellow. This ********--"
Judge: "Mr. Hiryu. There will be no swearing in my court."
H: "But I swore on the Bible and to God..."
J: "And no smart-talk either."
*Hayato groans* "Well, with the mentioning of that particular person, my doubts arose. It made me think even more that she was having an affair. With that, I decided to take my leave."
Damn, that upset me... Why did you have to leave... It only made me cry harder... Why... Why... You know I hate crying. And this time, I cried harder than any other time. And...my left arm is swollena and my cheeks should be scarred. 9 slashes for your nine fold, 11 more for your name, and many many more in pure anger and angst...and my skin is so soft...but it can't be penetrated by any sharp objects in attempt of wounding myself... Thanks a lot, Hayato. Seriously. I love it when I hurt myself in that way. I luff the scars. And I luff watching them heal...like your scars...which I am to fix, if you want me to...
I/L: "Did you know why she took her momentary leave?"
H: "Later on I found out she'd left all these...messages. They hit me right in the chest. And I felt this choking feeling as well. It wasn't clear to me what had happened."
Uh-huh... For being so judgmental and a being such a conclusion-jumper...
I/L: "Any particular notes?"
H: "She told me something about her father sticking a knife at her and how she wished that knife had stabbed her. I didn't know what to think. I started to worry."
Before the lawyer could ask anymore, Hayato interuppted, choking on tears. "But she did say she loved me with all her heart, and only me. And she noted things that people didn't appreciate whatever she did. And that people usually saw her as lowlife and a failure. She was never like that to me. She was my everything. No matter how complicated I was, she'd try her best to make me feel better...I...I...I can't believe she's gone..."
...
J: "That's enough, Mr. Hiryu. You may step down from the stand and compose yourself."
Hayato slowly stood up and took his seat and composed himself.
**Second Witness: Mrs. de Leon, victim's mother**
I/L: "What had happened that night in the de Leon household?"
Mrs. dL: "Mary Antonette was the great procrastinator. She'd always say 'wait' or 'later' and it's a trait that me and her father dislike. That night, she was talking to her boyfriend, Hayato, and I'd called her and her sisters for dinner. Like always, she'd tell us to wait, or simple ignore the call. At one point when I couldn't stand it, I barged into her room and scolded them to come to the dinner table. At that, she scolded her sisters to turn off the TV and it made her father go berserk. Her father hated it when she'd get aggressive.
I damn right know that. Even I say that...
To add, I'd always expect her to help me set the table or help out in any way. She never really did. She was either sleeping, or at the computer and she'd always ignore my call. Even in the mornings before school.
You reeeeeally like point it out you're right and I'm wrong. There's no point in saying anything as you'll always shush me and say that I'm the stupid one and I'm always wrong.
She finally got out of her room and decided to help. She went to her father in the kitchen who had been fetching the utensils. He'd been upset at her behavior again and took out a cleaver and another one of my large knives from the cutlery and threatened to hack at her with it or stab her. It had frightened her and she quickly made her way back to her room and started to cry. I got mad at her again as she went back to her room with the thought that she wouldn't eat her dinner. She went to the dinner table and started to cry some more.
Why didn't he just stab me at that moment? Hayato would be the only one who could make me feel better. But he'd logged off. Who was to go back to? Who was I to talk to? NO ONE. GOD, WHY DIDN'T HE JUST STAB ME...
She got at the table, and as her father started telling her things about her being such a problem, a burden, etc etc etc. This hurt her even more and at those words, she banged her head on the wall behind her, saying she was hurting herself for him as he wanted to beat her. This enraged her father even more. And at that, she punched her face which enraged him still. I told her to stop doing it and it ended for a while.
She and I started arguing over her attitude and she'd always say that she was trying to change. I never bought it. I never saw it.
...you always catch me at the wrong times... not my fault that my curse is that i'm seen as the world's greatest liar when all i speak is truth. And you allow yourselves to be fooled by the real liars.
And now...I just...don't know..."
J: "It's okay, Mrs. de Leon, you can step down."
Mom left the stand in tears.
**Third Witness: Mr. de Leon, victim's father**
I/L: "And what enraged you, Mr de Leon?"
Mr. dL: "Her attitude. It's just so...she's just so weird. Abnormal. I don't know what's gotten into her. She always seems to be mad, discontent. She never seems to be happy. Even in public. When she's upset she'll show her true colors, even if it costs her her reputation. I don't know with her, but she's just a big problem. She always lets her mother wait on her, she never really helps around the house, she never organizes herself... I don't know..."
Oh that's nice. That's REALLY nice, Dad. Thank you for reminding me for the goddamn ******** time, 'cuz I already know.
With that, Dad simply stepped down from the stand and didn't want to talk anymore.
**
So that was my trial. The verdict? This wasn't even supposed to happen. They know I died by slitting my wrists. Or by some other kind of suicide. Or was I just too hurt? I don't know. We'll never know. It said murder. Who murdered me? I guess the words. But who can blame the words? What words? What price would they pay? It's simply my cost, and the people who "cared" for me's loss.
...I guess...Bah, I don't know...my arm's swollen. I'm going to bed...
 Mary Hiryu · Tue Feb 27, 2007 @ 12:40pm · 2 Comments |
