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That pain.The burning sensation, its was all Rudo ever knew. That was until Regto came into his life.Rudo didnt have the easeyest upbringing infact it was difficult but atleast he had somone there for him.He always remembered Regto taking his gloves off and reabandaging his hands whenever they hurt (well they always hurt but you get the point).He can still remember his old house and his last day on 'heaven',it was a humid day with the sun beaming the streats and Rudo had just given Chiwa the teady,he can remember him running through the empty streets to get to his house,and he can remeber how his house loooked ,the room was fillied with all the trash rudo had repared and it had an old fashoned rug he was greated by Regto wharm smile...right? no.what he found insted was regtos dying body lying right in the middle of the room with a masked figure stabbing deaper into the man.
"Wait, why am i thinking about this now? oh right my hands" due to him zoning out about home he had nearly forgot about his hands.they where hurting more than usual, but they never hurt like this befor shooting pain has been going through his body while his hands felt like they where fire.He thought he had been zoned out for ages but as he looked at his alarm clock in bright red the numbers read '03:02am' "WHAT IT'S BEEN 4 MINUTES" then instantly lowering his toun forgeting about the rest oif the cleaners where probly sleeping.Rudos in agony he cant think straight hes been lying in bed for ages not being able to sleep.hes alway like this but the pain is making it worse and he doesent know what to do.he starts feeling dizzzy and he trys to think what regto would do."oh thats why i was thinking about him" he slowley pulls himself up trying not to move his arms,then he remembers that rego would get him water.rudo gets up and walks towards the door when he is already faced with a challange "i cant open it" he says in a smallpathetic sounding voice 'how stupid' he thinks 'i cant even open a fucking door'.He slumps back to the wall with hsi thoght echoing through the room 'idiot' 'cant do anything right' filth' 'you just get in the way'
thud
'hoestly who do you think you are'
thud
'peice of shit'
THud
'world would be better off if you where dead'
thUD
'get a grip'
THUD
THUD
THUD
a hand is on his shoulder 'what is that' "RUDO STOP CAN YOU HEAR ME"
it was zanka onlt hen did he realize the blood dripping down his forhead and the throbbing in his head.