Eikö aikani täynnä jo ois | BODY DISCOVERY | Reaction
Jorma was horrified when he’d found the first body. Then, as if from a nightmare, everyone heard it. What was no doubt the second body discovery rung out. …Two? Are you kidding?! Such a motive and— and… there was no excuse, whoever killed two was a straight-out madman! there was no way…
And after he’d seen Ume dead, too… Both Marita and Ume, who he barely knew but still found sweet, innocent girls… Just when he’d already felt like his ribcage was squeezing his insides, trying to smother his pained heart… And his breathing already felt difficult… There was a third ring. And he ran to the spot, only to feel time freeze.
…Tomomi. Just a while ago, they’d been in her birthday party. She’d eaten the cake Jorma made, she’d smiled and he’d… he’d promised to look after her like a big brother. He’d… promised he’d… ……Make her cake… again…
He stood, but only for a while. Silently he walked over to her, kneeling down, and with a trembling hand he reached out to touch her neck, careful as if afraid she’d shatter from a single touch…….
The only heartbeat he felt was his own, thundering in his chest and mocking him. Laughing in his face that while she, someone innocent, was dead, he still lived. …Hah. What… a cruel joke…
Before he knew it, his eyes were filled with tears. He forgot whatever he was thinking. In fact, if he had been thinking he would have only noted that he had not a single thought in his head. His body shook, his face twitched and eventually, he moved enough to sit down on his calves.
He stared at the body with a blank look. Until he finally looked down at his lap, and at his own hands. And then, a soft noise left his throat. It didn’t take anyone long to realize the man was weeping. Tears poured down his face, and all that left his mouth for a while was sobs and hiccups.
"…T-Tomomi… I’m so sorry… I’m so, so sorry… I was supposed t-to look after you… I… I p-promised I’d… b-be your big brother… I…"
His sadness faded away in the blink of an eye and he suddenly jumped up and glared at everyone with hate nobody had ever seen in the wifecarrier’s eyes. It was amazing how someone so kind could suddenly look so… terrifying.
"……Who the fuck did this?! Who the fuck killed her?! I’ll fucking tear you apart, oh I swear I will! You won’t be alive to go through the fucking execution after I’m done ripping your limbs off, goddamn son of a bitch—! Saatanan vittu helvetti nyt saa jumalauta riittää mä revin koko sakin paskaks jos on pakko—!”
The previous hostility seemed to melt away after a short outburst, and he fell back to his knees, as if all his knowledge on using his body was taken away. He looked absolutely pathetic this time, no previous rage visible.
"….I’m so sorry I’m… I’m such a fucking failure…! I’m sorry, I’m so fucking sorry you ever met me, I’m sorry, this is my fault, anyone I care for is—! I’m so sorry, so so sorry… I n-never should have… e-even spoken t-to you, I’m… so sorry… I’m sorry, I should have died… I should have died first… I should have been the only one to die…!”
Curling up on the ground, he just continued his despair-filled sobbing. He seemed to snarl at anyone who got near to Tomomi, eventually lifting up her body and laying her on his lap, hugging her tightly.
…It seemed like he finally lost it. What was his problem, anyway?
