Pink Crimson Desire - Book 2 (18+ only)

Chapter 8: Die for Her If You Love Her so Much

Warning: Mentions of suicide

*Flashback to First Year of Middle School, Haru's POV*

"Who is that girl over there?" I ask one of my buddies as I watch the pale looking girl look out the window. Her curly hair covers most of her face and she has a Camellia flower in her hair. "That's Dead Girl! Doesn't she look like a corpse over there?" One of them pulls a box cutter out of their pocket and says "Lets really make her a dead girl!" He quickly runs towards the girl at the window and I run in front of him, grabbing his arm so tightly that he drops the box cutter.

"Don't hurt her! What the hell were you thinking?!?" I ask him furiously as I let go of his arm. I Look at the girl and she didn't even look scared that she was about to die. She almost looked like...she wanted him to hurt her. I grab both of her shoulders and ask frantically "Are-Are you okay?" She looks up at me from her desk and says "Yeah, I'm fine." I calmed down a little and I take notice of the flower in her messy curly hair. I blush a little and try to make conversation with her. "Your uh...flower is pretty.." I complemented her flower and she smiles. It's such a warm smile, I don't think I ever seen her smile before, she's always by herself in school. N-Not that I was watching her or anything, that'd be creepy! And like she read my mind, she says "I've noticed you've been watching me in class. You know, my name is Camellia, like the flower." She points the flower in her hair. She seems to be warming up to me quickly which is good. Even her name is pretty. "So you liking my flower means...you like me?" I felt my face getting warm and I cover it with my hands as I hear Camellia laugh. "C-Come on, don't tease me!!" I then ended up laughing with her. I hear her stand up from her desk and grab my hands. "Hey, what's your name, Mr. Stalker?" She asks teasingly and she slowly pulls my hands away from my blushing face. Her hands holding mine, they feel so small in my grasp. Her frail little hands and my hands that are bruised, it makes me feel like I should protect her. Is that weird to say? Oh geez, I'm a flustered mess right now.

"My names H-Haru. It's nice to finally meet you and talk to you." I say politely. Camellia laughs and says "Now you really sound like a stalker! You wanna be friends? I...never had a friend before. It'd be nice to have one like you!" My eyes lit up and we both agree to be best friends forever!

*First Year of High School, Five Years Later*

"Aww shit! I failed my Math quiz again?" I ask myself as I look at the scoreboard in school. Every student comes here to check their grades for quizzes and exams. Camellia is busy with her exam, I hope she does well! Of course she'll do well, she's super smart! She's the top student in our class and she always gets good grades. Me and her became good friends and she seems to be more happy, she's not getting bullied anymore! Ever since her parents gave her away for adoption, and all of the bullying, she's been so miserable. No wonder people call her Dead Girl. It's like no one cares about her, not even her parents.

I pull a photo of me and her smiling out of my school bag. We were at the Spring Festival last year and she was wearing a bright pink kimono with cherry blossom petals on it. Her hair was straightened so it was swaying through the breeze, it looked so long and beautiful. She even had her Camellia flower in her hair. I sigh, she really does look beautiful. I'm glad I met her.

"Hey! What's this?" The photo was snatched by Nick, one of my friends from baseball practice. "Why are you and Dead Girl together? Is she your girlfriend or something?" I try to get the photo back, but he keeps moving it away from me. "Give it back! She's my friend and stop calling her that!" I finally got the photo back and I quickly shove it back in my school bag. Nick wraps his arm around my shoulder and says "Dude I've heard a rumor about Dead Girl, she's a huge slut! She's fucked every guy in our school so if you're planning on confessing your love to her or something, don't even bother making a hoe into a girlfriend, bro."

I was appalled, I shoved him away from me, tears in my eyes, and shout "WHY IS EVERYONE SO MEAN TO HER?!? SHE WOULD NEVER DO THAT!" I look down, feeling the tears fall off my cheeks, and continued saying "She's so sweet and kind, all she wanted was a friend. Would she....would she really do that?"

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*Present Day*

"I was so stupid, stupid to believe a rumor like that. I remember being so angry with her because not only was I planing on asking her to be my girlfriend, but I assumed we were being completely honest with each other. I don't know, I shouldn't care about who she sleeps with, o if she even slept with anyone at all." As I was staring at the built-in-desk with my knives, I looked bak at Haru who's staring at the ground with a guilty and shameful look on his face. "She looked so hurt, the only person who cared about her, the only person who she thought of as her friend, is accusing her of being a slut. Heh, you know what's the last thing she said to me after she slapped me in the face?" He looked up at me and said "Never speak to me again. You can rot in hell with the rest of them, for all I care".

"She mentioned how she would end her life one day. I can't let her die, I want to make amends with her and not make her hate me anymore!" He began to cry. Tears fall down his flushed cheeks as he pours his heart out for Millie.....I've had enough of this.

I grabbed a large hunting knife and I went to Haru, grabbing his moist bloody face and looking deep into his eyes. "If you care about her so much, then you don't mind dying for her, right~? Because i'm getting really sick of your mushy bullshit". 

I then jam the knife into Haru's gut over and over, blood pouring out of the wound I created. He screams and cries until he becomes silent and his head drops, he doesn't look up at me anymore. He's now a lifeless corpse sitting in a chair tied up. I breath heavily, I'm now stressed and angry. No one can have Millie....No one can have Millie. Speaking of Millie, I wonder how she's doing?