[x] Mariko, what you saw back there was... someone being exempted from my curse. Jocelyn wouldn't notice me. He couldn't until I spoke with him.
[x] That's what the curse is. It makes everyone around me think I'm not there or I'm not important enough to warrant attention. Everyone ignored me. It was like I didn't exist.
[x] At first I thought I'd done something very wrong, and that caused everyone to leave but I couldn't think of anything that'd be so bad that it'd drive everyone away; that it was bad enough that no one at school or anyone I tried to speak to would look my way. It took Uncle and Miss Cathy to show me the truth. That what I was going through wasn't natural. That it was magic that made me this way. But I didn't know about that until only recently.
[x] It's been like this for over two and a half years. My uncle, my sister, my friends... It didn't matter. Everyone was effected by the curse. My uncle staying with me like this? That's just a recent thing. I lived here alone for a very long time.
[x] And I would've continued to be alone... had mister Kyubey not approached me.
[x] I made my wish then. To be someone who matters to others. It's how we could meet and speak to each other like this. It's given me the chance to make new friends and reconnect with my old. It's how I've slowly been able to take my life back.
You inhale deeply to set yourself for everything that's about to happen, and begin with an exhale laced with forced calmness.
"Mariko, what you saw back at Evelyn's was… someone being exempted from my curse."
There's no going back now, the genie's out of the bottle. And in a way, you can now follow through with everything else on the back of the gathered momentum.
"Curse?" Ariane asks out loud, looking perplexed at the concept.
"What even happened while I wasn't there?"
"...Evelyn's brother turned really weird when Tamiko talked with him," Mariko answers.
"His eyes glossed over for a second or two, and he went very stiff. It was, frankly speaking, damned creepy. Especially immediately afterwards when he seemed to go back to normal, as if nothing had happened."
"That's how it works, I can't help it," you explain hurriedly. Your body is trembling a little already.
"But before that, Jocelyn wouldn't notice me; he couldn't before I spoke with him." Your gaze is drawn to your socks, and you bite your lips before continuing, your voice more quiet and reserved than before.
"That's what the curse is. It makes me disappear. It makes everyone around me think I'm not there, or that I'm not important enough to warrant attention, I can't tell." Both of your friends seem to have decided on a heavy silence as they try to digest everything.
"Everyone ignored me, it was like I didn't exist at all!"
You try, but fail to lift your gaze from the floor. Your hair falls on your eyes from the movement, and you fiddle your fingers apprehensively.
"A-at first… I thought I'd done something very wrong, and that I made everyone leave. I-I couldn't figure out what it could be; what could be so bad that no one in the school - or anywhere - would ever talk back to me? Why wouldn't they even look at me!?"
You hadn't even noticed the way that your body turned tense as you went on. You draw in another deep breath, and let it out. Then you inhale again, and again. You can get through this. It feels like you're about to cry already, but you press on against the heaviness on your heart, and the doubts in your mind.
"It took my Uncle and Miss Cathy to show me the truth - that my situation wasn't natural, that it was magic that made me this way… B-but even that was only recently," you say quietly. Your cheeks feel wet.
"I-it's been like this for… Two and half years, I think?" You don't want to remember them.
"My uncle, my friends… my sister," it slips from you before you can stop yourself, and already your mind slips and crashes to darker places.
"I-it didn't matter, nothing matters! E-everyone was affected. My uncle living here like this? H-happened only recently. I've been all alone here, and would have continued to be… w-well, if it wasn't for Mr. Kyubey."
You draw your legs on your bed, and hug them with everything you have. Your knees seem to become more and more drenched with this.
"I-I made a wish. I-I… I-I wished to be someone who matters to others. It's the reason we can meet and speak to each other like this. I-It's what's given me a chance to make new friends and reconnect with old ones. I-it's the lifeline letting me take my life back."
Or whatever's left of it anymore.
Illusions and deceit, all of it
Someone shuffles around, and you hear a few light steps in the suddenly dead quiet room. You don't dare look up. Are they leaving you because of this? Did you scare them by being so weird?
"Tamiko?" Ariane's voice lightens up the shadowy silence. Immediately after, you're wobbled by her crashing onto your bed. Off-balance, you're forced to notice how she's edged closer to you. Her face is almost touching yours, when she speaks up again.
"Here's what we're going to do…"
The girl steals a page out of your book, and wraps her arms around you in a tight, crushing hug.
"Before all else, you're going to clear those eyes of yours. You can't see the sun like that! And until then, I'll be here... I'll be here for as long as you need. So just let it all go, you're not here alone."
There's movement to your other side, and the mattress of your bed is once more twisted underneath another weight on it. You don't need to check to know it's Mariko sitting there.
"...What she said." She doesn't seem to have any words she can tell you right now.
What do you do?
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Well, the next update is going to have your friends asking some questions too
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