The rain was dropping heavily on the oaks outside.
There was no sound in the great hall, except from the smell of blood escaping from the pale bodies. I tried to hold my breath, so that nothing would break this peaceful silence. He had his eyes closed that I had covered with tears. I had never cried for such a trivial thing then. My tears were dripping, although I don't wanted them to. His body was cold. He wasn't moving anymore.
I whispered: "I'm so sorry Odasaku" throughout my trembling voice.
I left the dead body here, knowing the Mafia would take care of it. I couldn't feel anything, I couldn't anymore reach this untold happiness. I left, walking through the rain which was still falling. I was walking in the forest, zoning out, not realizing what I was doing. I was shaking, still unable to breath properly when I felt a push on my back. A kind of pressure that I knew so well.
This shitty redhead. I didn't want him to see me, ever. Why was he always there when I felt bad? Why didn't he ever give me a chance to breath? Why did I felt so oppressed? So oppressed to see him worrying about me. The contours of my eyes were red. My dark circles were visible. He must have thought that I hadn't slept for at least a week.
With his voice that I hate so damn much he shouted to me : "Dazai what the hell is going on with Odasaku? The Boss told me to come". I turned around. I understood directly in his eyes that he knew I had cried. He was scared, shaking like a leaf. What an idiot.
Moved, he said to me : "D- Dazai you..."his voice was marked by fear.
I didn't let him finish his sentence, as I said calmly : "No". I turned around again and kept going. As a lightning bolt had just made the ground tremble and fell on a tree I said to him: "I have to go. Goodbye Chuuya".
I heard him yell from behind: "Stay here for god sake or I'll kill you"
I reacted abruptly, without realizing the consequences that it may trigger : "Leave me alone!".
He was destabilized, lost, but used to it. Why did I keep reacting like this, so violently to him? I knew he looked dismissive and angry but was fragile inside. so why was I reacting like this? I loved him though, didn't I?
I never really knew if I had ever had real feelings for someone. I am so overrated, unrealistic, unreal. I didn't want to get attached to Chuuya or anyone else. They all leave anyway. But it was already too late, the damage had already been done. I wanted to hug him so bad.
Why am I like this? Why do I feel the need to run away?
It was the last time I ever saw him.

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