" you can't get rid of me that easily. "
the funeral went smoothly , akina didn't shed a single tear and everyone believed she's either gone completely mad or she didn't like her sister . pale face and blue lips , they had to keep the lid of the coffin closed , and that alone rose way too many rumors that akina was too exhausted to answer to . did they even have enough people to come to the funeral ? two neighbors , anita’s friends and akina's boss who wanted to appear polite by attending his employee's sister's funeral . a man named ando had greeted her , akina doesn't quite remember what he was talking about but she remembers handing the tape to him and asking him to do whatever he wanted with it .
she came home to silence — a wet patch of carpet in front of the television . akina didn't even think about cleaning it , despite her blank stares and numb smiles . . . akina was scared . her hand was trembling when she poured herself a glass of water in the kitchen . there was a girl , that much she knows , there was a girl and she was dead . a girl with a beautiful sister who was sacrificed to keep her alive and akina knew where the pattern was leading . something stirs the peace of her house , she hears the noise coming from the tv , doesn't dare to turn around until she does and the sight makes her heart skip a beat . there she stood , in all her glory ; akina had a habit of disassociating when she was way too scared to process what was happening to her – not very healthy but she was glad that it worked to prevent a heart attack right now . the ghost speaks in an emotionless voice , akina notices the tickle of blood running down to her upper lip as she clenches her jaw and blinks a few times .
this is real , this is real and her nose is bleeding .
she didn't watch that tape . her dead boyfriend tried to pass the curse to her months ago , she listened to him explain what was inside the tape but never watched it . there was a cute journalist woman who came to her door asking for details about her sister's death yesterday and asked if she could watch the tape – akina refused . whatever that's attracted this long haired curse to her house , it wasn't because she watched that tape . she stands there , waiting , everything else is waiting it seems . . . something bad will happen and it's getting nearer . but nothing comes , her shoulders hurt from tensing up , blood drips on the ground from her nose . she can manage only a few words ; ❛ who said i was trying to get rid of you . . . ? ❜