There's No Soul, Is There?

Rin's POV

All I wanted was to be happy, and loved, but mostly loved.

All I wanted was to be free, not to be everyone's slave.

The only one who loved me was my twin brother, Len.

People's cold stares weighed me down.

I could almost hear their thoughts.

Was I a slut?

Was I a murderer?

Did I change anybody's lives just by… living?

These were my thoughts as I walked into my bathroom and took off my right arm warmer. 'I'm going to do this… I'm going to do this.' I thought, taking out a knife.

I wanted to die.

The first cut was made.

I wanted to die.

The second cut was made… but deeper than the first.

I needed to die.

The third was painful.

DAMN IT!

The fourth cut was making my arm tingle.

"RIN!"

Don't make it worse Len.

The fifth cut was made and I stopped. I felt faint.

"RIN! STOP IT RIGHT NOW!"

I'm done. So leave me alone.

"OPEN THE DOOR RIN!"

I will not open the door.

But the door opened anyways. Len was red in the face and clutched a hammer in his hand. The knob was broken.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU THINKING RIN? ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL YOURSELF?" Len screamed shaking the hammer violently around. We'd just got back from a mountain climb and I tried to kill myself by jumping off. But of course, Len was there to stop me from even stepping near the edge. He gets over-protective whenever there's a way to commit suicide.

"Yes." was my reply.

"Why? I know you feel unloved and unneeded, but you can't kill yourself…" Len lowered the hammer. "…Because I love you Rin. You're my sister and I can't lose you. Remember that."

He put the hammer on the floor and walked over to me. "Let me bandage those cuts for you." Len said brushing the hair and tears from my face.

I was so close to killing myself. Damn it. Screw it all. But wait. Maybe if I'm lucky, I'll lose all…my…blood…

Len's POV

"Hey Rin. I got the bandages and tape, where are the scissors…" I stopped and stared at the pool of blood on the bathroom floor. "NO! RIN!" She wasn't dead yet, but she lost too much blood and aimed the knife at her chest.

She looks so… pale.

I never paid attention to her physical features because I thought they never mattered. It was the inside that counts… right?

"Len. I know you love me. And I love you too. But it isn't enough. Mom hated me, remember? Then she got so mad at me, she ran in the streets and got hit by a truck. Dad blamed it on me, and only talked to you, pretended you were his only child. And every time he looked at me, he frowned and had cold… eyes…" Rin said this fast, anger in her eyes. But the last sentence put her out. She had lost too much blood.

She's gone.

I ran out of the bathroom.

She killed herself and now she's gone.

"MIKU! LUKA!"

Why?

Why did it come to this?

"Oh my god… RIN!" Miku screamed.

Luka finally walked in. "OH MY GOD! LEN! WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED?"

I tried to stop her.

"DAMN IT LEN ANSWER ME!"

But I was too late.

"We can't do anything now but call the hospital." Miku said, her eyes threatening to strain tears. "Why not… the… police?" I asked. "Because they'll think we did it." Luka said, tears pouring out of her eyes. I couldn't help to just stare at the lifeless body in Miku's arms. I couldn't cry, no matter how hard I tried. She took my tears with her. "But I'm a witness. I watched her die." I said as I picked up my little sister from Miku's arms.

I can already imagine her saying, "Only by 10 seconds Len. I'm only younger by ten seconds."

It's as if Kami-sama was trying to take the life from me too.

Why?

"Hello? Yes please. Right away, please. We think she's dead."

That last word, dead. It haunts me now.

"Yup. That's the address. No mistakes, ma'am. Thank you." Miku hung up the phone and turned to me and Rin.

I don't care about the blood staining my clothes. She's my sister and I love her so much.

"Len it's okay." Luka and Miku walked over to me, and we all looked into Rin's eyes.

There's no soul. Is there?