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“I have to tell you something,” Sunny said, voice shaking.
He looked at his friends, who looked back in concern.
Sunny was afraid. But he was done running away.
The truth had held him and Basil prisoner for years. It was time to end it.
“Mari didn’t kill herself,” Sunny said. His friends’ eyes widened.
“…Sunny, what are you-”
“It was me. I-I… I p-pushed her down the stairs.” He felt weak. His eye started to water.
“I-I didn’t mean to. I just- I just wanted to get away. S-she blocked my way a-and I-” He didn’t finish that thought.
Sunny didn’t speak for a few moments.
“She w-wouldn’t wake up. I-I was scared. B-Basil saw what happened. H-he- he was scared of w-what would happen to me. W-we took her to the t-tree a-and… y-you know the rest.”
No one spoke for a while. Sunny breathed heavily, feeling his tears running down his face.
“…why?” Kel spoke first.
“Why? WHY?! WHY WOULD YOU HIDE THAT?! FOR FOUR FUCKING YEARS?! ” Kel screamed. Sunny looked away.
“DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH WE ALL SUFFERED?! We- HERO SPENT FOUR FUCKING YEARS BLAMING HIMSELF AND LOOKING FOR SIGNS THAT WEREN’T THERE! AUBREY SPENT FOUR FUCKING YEARS THINKING MARI AND EVERYONE ELSE LEFT HER! I-” Kel looked at Basil, then turned back to Sunny.
“I. I don’t want to see either of you ever again,” Kel said sternly, storming out of the room and slamming the door.
Hero looked at the door, before walking towards Sunny, disgust and disappointment visible on his face.
He didn’t say anything. He left the room.
Aubrey stared at the floor, tears poking out of her eyes. She breathed heavily, before looking up, and walking up to Sunny.
She glared at him, before punching him in the stomach. Sunny crumpled to the floor.
“If I ever see you again, I’m going to bash your fucking skull in, you sick fuck ,” she said shakily, before stomping out of the room, slamming the door.
Sunny felt horrible. But, he did what had to be done.
He and Basil were now free.
He got up and walked towards Basil’s bed. Basil still slept, but not for long. Sunny gave him a little tap.
Basil opened his eyes.
“I… I told them the truth, Basil.” Basil sighed.
“…S-Sunny, I’m scared. T-they’ll probably h-hate us now. A-and you’re l-leaving already.” Sunny looked away. “I- I don’t want to be a-alone for this.”
“…I’m sorry, Basil. I’ll… I’ll try to send a letter as soon as I can.” Sunny began walking towards the door. Basil shifted.
“…w-will you come visit?” Sunny didn’t look at him.
“…I don’t know.” He closed the door.
Sunny watched as the electric poles entered and left his sight rapidly.
It was finally moving day. It felt bittersweet. Leaving behind all of his memories, leaving behind all his… well, it was a little hard to still call them his friends, especially since none of them came to see him off, but maybe, given some time, they’d warm back up to him.
Maybe.
Sunny heard a sigh. He turned around, looking to his mom.
“Sunny, dear, I… I just wanted to apologize.” Sunny’s eye widened.
“I… I haven’t exactly been the best mother these past few years, have I?” Sunny frowned. It was true, letting him rot in his guilt wasn’t exactly a very good parenting strategy, but he wasn’t going to blame his mother for that, what else could she have done?
“I know it’s… it’s been hard since Mari died. And I know you… you’ve blamed yourself all these years.” Sunny slowly nodded. He had pushed her. How could he not blame himself?
“…but I just want you to know that what happened wasn’t your fault. No one could have known she would have… left the way she did.” Sunny nodded once more, before pausing.
He had originally assumed his mother had known the truth, with how she had basically left him alone for four years. But with the way she had worded that, it sounded like she didn’t know.
“…mom… you don’t know?” Sunnys slowly asked. Sunny’s mom glanced at him.
“Know what, dear?” Sunny took a deep breath.
“I… I killed Mari. I accidentally pushed her down the stairs.” His mom didn’t speak.
“Basil helped me cover it up. We hung her.”
The car was filled with silence for a few moments. Sunny’s mom then pulled over.
“…get out of the car.” Sunny’s eye widened.
“…but-”
“Sunny, get out of the car.” Sunny got out. His mom opened the window.
“I… I can’t believe he was right. You really are a murderer,” she muttered. Sunny winced.
“…mom, I-”
“I have no son,” she stated, before rolling the window back up, and driving away.
Sunny could only watch in disbelief as the car sped away.
… damn. I guess I’m homeless now.
Sunny stood there in silence for a few minutes. He then awkwardly smiled.
Let’s try to look on the bright side, I always do that!
No you don’t, you’re an extremely depressed teenager with extensive PTSD who requires immediate therapy.
Oh shit, Omori?! I thought you disappeared!
I did. Until your stupid desire for freedom caused you to ruin all of your chances at survival.
Well, I mean, in a way, I kind of have total freedom now. No more adults to tell me what to do!
Stop trying to run away from your problems, you are literally homeless now.
Aren’t you the one who wanted me to jump off a building so I didn’t have to deal with my problems?
Irrelevant. Please focus on the issue at hand now, also known as your newly achieved homeless status.
Oh shit, you’re right, where the hell am I supposed to live now?
Sunny pondered for a few moments. The closest town for the next 47 miles was Faraway Town, so, unless he wanted to walk 47 miles, which would be difficult enough with his lack of athletic prowess, not to mention his extreme malnutrition, it’d be in his best interest to go back to Faraway.
Unfortunately, there wasn’t anyone there who could take him in.
Kel and Hero’s house was a no go, Kel was absolutely fucking pissed at him and Hero would constantly give him that good ol’ “I’m not mad, just disappointed” look.
Aubrey’s house was also not an option, she was equally if not more pissed at him than Kel.
Also, her house was in complete shambles, but that’s just a minor nitpick.
Basil’s house, no. He already ruined Basil’s life enough, he doesn’t need to burden him any longer.
Sunny frowned. What was he supposed to do now? Maybe he could find a stranger and live with them?
Ah, but that’d require he get a job to pay rent, and working a job could possibly lead to him meeting one of his friends, which would lead to him explaining that he was disowned, which would immediately rush the forgiveness process through the power of pity and cause him to feel more guilt as he’d basically be giving them the option to forgive him or leave him to die alone.
Either that, or it would cause them to laugh at him for being a pathetic fatherless AND motherless being.
Sunny did not like his options. All of them involved meeting up with his friends who would all probably need at least another four years before they’d be willing to negotiate any terms that did not involve his death.
Sunny could feel the sweat pile up on his face. If only there was another option! If only there was a way to live in Faraway Town without anyone being able to see him!
Sunny’s eyes widened. He had an idea.
An idea that could never go wrong in any way possible.
An idea that would definitely work that wouldn’t be absolutely stupid.
An idea he’s always wanted to do since he was a young lad.
An idea that definitely wouldn’t end with him receiving numerous bullet wounds.
He was going to become the motherfucking Sasquatch.
Hero sat on the park bench. It had been a few days since Sunny’s… confession, and Hero felt… well, he wasn’t really sure how he felt.
The whole situation was just completely horrible in every way possible, and only left him with more questions.
Why did Sunny push Mari? What did he mean when he said he just wanted to get away? Why did Basil think it was a good idea to frame her death as a goddamn suicide? Why did it take them four years to tell them the truth? And how the hell did the police not find out how Mari actually died?
Hero sighed. It hurt to ponder all of these questions. He just wanted to think about something, literally ANYTHING else.
Luckily for him, Lady Luck shined down on him on this fine summer morning, and he heard a rustling in the forest.
Hero froze. What was that? Wait, why was he getting all shaken up about this, it was probably just a squirrel or something.
Yeah, it was just a squirrel, Hero told himself, looking out into the trees.
Someone was staring back at him.
A short, dark figure, covered in leaves and vines, with a glowing white pupil.
Hero was afraid.
He blinked.
And just as suddenly as it came, it disappeared.
… what the hell was that?
Little did Hero know, the dark figure was snickering to himself.