𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗦: 𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳 𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗺 • 𝗱𝗲𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻 • 𝘀𝘂𝗶𝗰𝗶𝗱𝗲 • 𝗺𝗮𝗷𝗼𝗿 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗱𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗵 • 𝘀𝘄𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴
𝖯𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾 𝖽𝗈 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗂𝖿 𝖺𝗇𝗒 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖺𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈𝗉𝗂𝖼𝗌 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗍𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗀𝖾𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎. 𝖥𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝖿𝗋𝖾𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝖾𝗌𝗌𝖺𝗀𝖾 𝗆𝖾 𝗂𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗄 𝗍𝗈 <𝟥
𝗡𝗼𝘁𝗲𝘀: 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗶𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆 𝗜 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝘄𝗿𝗼𝘁𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗜 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗵𝗮𝗽𝗽𝘆 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵, 𝘀𝗼 𝗶𝘁 𝗺𝗲𝗮𝗻𝘀 𝗮 𝗹𝗼𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝗲. 𝗜𝗻 𝗮 𝘄𝗮𝘆, 𝗜 𝗴𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝗶𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗤𝘂𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗢𝗳 𝗔𝗻𝗴𝘀𝘁 :)
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Rain pelted down on the roof of a black Toyota Corolla. Thunder rolled quietly in the distance, matching the uneasy atmosphere that was present in the automobile.
Sakusa glanced over to his right to see you gazing out the window, in your own little world. You had been like that a lot lately; not really in the present. Sakusa might not have been the best when it came to smooth communication, but it was clear to anyone that you were far from okay. Even though you had been diagnosed and all that other shit, lately things had gone further downhill that Sakusa initially thought to be possible. However, understanding someones emotions is very different from being able to do something about them.
In short, Sakusa was left unsure of how to approach you about your mental health. He was aware that it was a deeply personal topic, and the last thing he intended to do was make your situation worse. After all, he is just a man. But, he was also your boyfriend, and he could at least try to help you out.
Resting one hand lightly on your knee, he asked, "(Y/n), are you feeling alright?" Your boyfriend's words were like a bucket of ice cold water being thrown on you. You knew more than anyone that you weren't 'feeling alright', and his question brought you right back down to the reality of it all.
You tore your gaze away from the rain-drop embellished window. "Yeah, I'm fine. Why do you ask?" You were okay with lying to most people, but it hurt to lie to Sakusa, the one who had been with you through thick and thin, the one who had been by your side since before you could remember. He surely knew you weren't 'alright', so why was he even asking?
"Just checking.." Sakura paused, wondering if he should leave it at that.
"Oh, I'm okay. I'm just a bit tired." It was a painfully transparent excuse on your behalf, and your boyfriend saw straight through it. "Okay, well, if you ever want to, you know, talk about anything.. I'll always be here for you."
Sakusa returned both of his hands to grip the steering wheel as he accelerated onto the highway. In the years since first meeting you, he had come to know that if you didn't want to talk about something, you wouldn't talk.
As you allowed your vision to drift back to the window, hot, salty tears began silently rolling down your cheeks. You wanted nothing more than to confide in your boyfriend, but you were afraid of what would happen if you told him that you were more than just tired. That you were scared to be alone because of what you could do to yourself with that little blade in your top bedside draw. Scared by the way things could change so quickly, leaving you with that empty feeling that you just couldn't seem to shake. That feeling had gone away for a while when you had first met Sakusa, but slowly, as time went on, it had crept its way back into your system, stronger and more prominent than ever. In a sense, it was like a wave. Weak at first, just barely lapping at your feet. But then the water levels rose, drawing you under and sucking the air from your lungs. Sakusa threw you a life jacket, and that kept you afloat for a while, but then someone, or something poked a pin through the life jacket and let all the air escape. Then you were drowning again.
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