Chapter nineteen

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Have you ever had a bad dream?

I was having one now, Kuroo was there, he was reaching out for me but I couldn't grab him. He was right in front of me but why couldn't I touch him, why was he getting further away?

I forced myself awake in a panic, clutching the sheets in search for my phone. I turned on the flash light to help me find the light switch, turning it on and spectating my surroundings. I was definitely at home but that nightmare felt so real I thought I was back at this hospital with kuroo.

Mini kuro climbed up onto my bed purring and in a pestering mood, it was 5 am so still too early to feed her but her persistence weakened me in the end. I picked her up and took her to the kitchen, my father hadn't been home in a week so he still didn't know about the cat. He isn't a bad dad, just too work consumed; he often sent me packages when he was abroad so I knew he thought about me.

I gave mini kuro his food before sitting down myself to attempt to eat porridge, I couldn't shake the anxiety that was filling my stomach, like I needed to be somewhere. I messages Kuroos mother to ask if I was still okay to visit Kuroo before cleaning up after my unusually early breakfast. Kuroo's words were constantly replaying in my mind like a broken record player, did he really mean it? Trust Kuroo to blurt something like that out so randomly and get me all worked up, I bet hes giddy with himself. It sounded like he meant it though, and the way he looked at me-

My brain hurts, I haven't had to do this much thinking since I found out there are three kind of there's to use in English language.

It was rather an un active morning, I kept my phone on loud so I knew when I was able to visit my friend, unfortunately Miss Tetsuro didn't seem to see the message yet. That stupid dream I had really shaken me up, I paced the house a couple of times before sitting down to play with mini kuro, his favorite toy was a feather attached to a stick, he'd often try to bite it but it just slip through his baby teeth. I took a picture so I could show Kuroo later on, maybe I should make a scrap book, I'm not very artsy but how hard can sticking a few pictures in a book be?

About an hour later my phone finally rang, I apologized to kuro before leaping up and running to answer it. I set a certain ring tone for both Kuroo and his Mom, along with the hospital number so I knew who was calling me, Kuroos mom normally set me a message but she was calling this time? Maybe kuroo wanted to speak to me, he's so impatient.

"Hello Miss Tetsuro"

"Miss Tetsuro? Are you there?"

A muffled sob came from the other end of the ling and my stomach sank, the familiar feeling of anxiety swarmed over me as I tried to get a response through the other end of the line.

Sometimes I wish I had never picked up the phone. I tell myself things might of been different if I had just let it rang, maybe if I had stayed that night at the hospital, would that have changed things?

Kuroo had a seizure last night, they said it was caused by organ failure and he-

h- he -

I didn't even bother with a coat or proper shoes as I fled from my house, running as quickly as I could along the familiar path to the hospital, I don't know what I was expecting when I got there but I ran even faster.

No way was this the end, it couldn't be, I never told kuroo those three words, I never showed him the photos I took of kuro playing with his toys, he never tried my new recipe of cookies, he never let me tell him how I really felt he-

He can't be gone, this is Kuroo we are talking about. He'll open up his eyes and form a cheeky grin, laughing at how he tricked everyone into believing he was really sick, that's the Kuroo I knew, that's the Kuroo I was about to see, just a couple more roads and i'll be there, i'll be-

"WATCH OUT!"

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