Yuai sloped against the tree, tears flooding her eyes. Her silver hair fell into her face but she didn't bother to push it away. She didn't wipe her tears away, nor did she brush the dirt from her stomach. She sat staring straight ahead her eyes fixed on the trees around her. At least there are no intruders here, Yuai thought. She pulled her knees up to her chin, resting her head on them. her eyes then closed, tears still silently streaming down her face. She needed time to think. She screamed out in despair, nobody was going to hear her so there was no point in hiding her anger. Her slender fingers curled into fists as she cried harder. She unclenched one hand and rubbed away the splattered mud on her face she rolled over on her side, and inhaled the wet grassy scent. Yuai opened her eyes and looked up. She blinked away the new coming tears as heavy raindrops soaked her. Yuai tried to heave in a deep breath but she couldn't. It felt as though her lungs were in an airtight bag. Closing her eyes again Yuai still allowed the rain to fall on her. She tried to calm herself down and it worked, sort of. She was breathing easier and she had stopped crying. Her sodden hair was sprawled out around her, like a halo. She didn't care that mud was covering her like a blanket, a warm, soft blanket. She curled up into a ball. She was shaking, her feet were numb and her eyes were closed. Slowly Yuai opened her eyes for no apparent reason. She looked down at her feet, which were covered by a jacket. Vera looked around, she was still outside on the grass but the coat now covered her. She looked at the familiar brown jacket and then she looked to her left. Mark was sitting there his knees pulled to his chest and his arms rested on them casually. He wasn't staring at Yuai, which she was thankful for. Mark, however, stared out at the surrounding trees. Yuai saw his hair was full of glittering water droplets as he exhaled. "What are you doing here? How did you find me?" Yuai asked softly. Mark didn't turn his gaze, "I heard you scream." "Oh…" Yuai whispered, hoping he wouldn't ask the reason. "You don't have to tell me why," he continued. "I just want to know that you are all right." "I'm fine," Yuai said, apparently not going to extend any of her answers, or ask anymore questions. "Okay," he said, he didn't move. "I am going to stay here until you feel better so don't bother asking me to leave." He said still not turning to look at Yuai, who started shaking then began to cry again. "What's wrong?" he asked trying his best to comfort her. He had most likely heard her sobs since he was not looking at her. "You can tell me," this time he looked upon Yuai's face. Yuai turned away, "You don't have to say anything," Mark said quickly. "This was my home," she said finally, her voice was barely audible over the hammering rain. "That was my room," she pointed to he broken window. "I came here to see my sister. When I entered this forest I saw my window broken so I ran into the house expecting the worst. I climbed up the roof and walked into my bedroom and Aki was on the floor surrounded by blood. The last thing I saw of her was my dad's knife potruding from her stomach." Yuai began to cry harder than ever, her hand clapped over her mouth. She swallowed, tears were pouring from her eyes. Mark looked at Yuai; his face was brimming with concern for her. He drew in close to Yuai and pulled her into a hug. He held her close to his body and let her cry on his shoulder. Her hands clenched around his shirt she screamed again. Mark did not leave her there. He stayed comforting her, "Shhh…" he soothed stroking her hair, "Shhhh…" Wow, I was depressed when I wrote this...
