Cobwebs Of Poetry | Korekiyo x Kirumi ]

Wisteria's Temptation

| Tw: Mention of broken shards and dramatic way of describing bloody (kinda). Mentions of SH[bruises mainly]. Another disclaimer, mentions of his sister. |

|A/N= If you like angst that much, I suggest listen to Highschool Sweethearts By Melanie Martinez or I Love You By Billie; for the first half of the chapter.. or any song that suits your comfort while reading |

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Sacred wisterias grew wild, tint of fresh bruises appear on my arms as I wrapped my bandages neatly around they go. Overly whelmed with these feelings of mine. Guilty and jealousy was a coin flip of a dime.
I couldn't stop reminiscing her soft hands, gentle and brittle as I hold her in my arms as we danced. Her scent was as no other historical books, the scent was vintage. Only a few steps to go, til then can we be honest Kirumi. Promise me with honesty, passion. Don't waste the time that's unexceptionable other than the stars aligned with us. The thoughts was too much, she's going back to haunt me again. Her. She. She. She.
Could your hands wipe my unwanted flowing eyes, wipe my tears with your gloves wont you? As haunting it sounds, its in every poetry I've read. My hands weren't finished being neatly wrapped around my fingers, yet another aggressive feeling rushed into my veins. Panting about the sudden overwhelming panic attacks, I couldn't feel my arms. Strings from a puppet doll was replace as on my body. Dragging my every movement I cant ever control it. My hand, my arm..

"Sister?"

She's back, this time I cant hold myself back. My hand violently clashes the glass in front of me in my bathroom. Shattered glass pricked my skin, light blood came dripping. I couldn't feel myself no longer.
*Click* the sound of my dorm room's door opened. No, they cant see me like this. Luckily I've locked my bathroom doors, but that doesn't prevent me from screaming in pain as my fingers were injured.

"Kiyo?" I heard her. Kirumi.

"No, she cant see me like this. I.. I need to gain myself again.." I thought.

"you know, dear Korekiyo. I am disappointed in you." The lines rang in my ears

I fell back to the wall behind me, the pain was unbearable. I couldn't get myself up. My lungs were failing, breathing was a threat. I could see my dear sister on the shattered mirror. Pieces of her was seen with my reflection. I was her.

"Kiyo? are you okay??" Kirumi's presence was indeed worrying, her voiced trembled as she tries to open the door of my bathroom.

"Kiyo? what's wrong? please let me in.." her voice indeed sounded like it ached.

I took a glance at the mirror, why was I smiling? Was I that glad? My vision blurs and I struggle to keep myself awake. Without my control my body took it's turn to move, picking up my dear sister's beloved lipstick. I didn't want to, I tried to gain control but it wasn't enough. The sound of the door cackling, as Kirumi's heavy panting to open the door to reach me. The lipstick met mine. I don't want to, please.
Its aching, my arms felt weak. The lipstick tinted my lips, I looked like her. Dear sister.. You're here with me.

"Korekiyo! please let me in!" she yelled.

"K-Kirumi?" I gained my sense and saw dear sister behind me, I panicked at turn to see nothing. I frantically wiped the tinted cranberries lips of mine.

"No no no no no!" I yelled, stopping Kirumi from her getting in the bathroom.

My hands are dirty, covered in blood and lipstick I smeared.

"WHY DON'T YOU REALIZE THAT THAT THAT I.." I yelled, stuttering. My throat soared as my vision blurs more.

"Korekiyo please Im trying to reach you! stay there! please don't hurt yourself more.." Kirumi screamed from the other side of the door.