Short Stories

"I'm Sorry."

FANDOM: JJBA

CHARACTERS: Kakyoin Noriaki, Kurisu (default person/oc I use instead of Y/N.)

WARNINGS: S/H

FLUFF? AT THE END

 My phone dinged, signifying a text message from Kakyoin.

[Hey, love, I'm on my way home. I stopped by the store to get some groceries :)]

Oh shit. The bathroom was messy. There were drops of blood on the floor and smears of red on the razor in my hand. I have to clean up before Kak sees this mess. I fumbled to hide my razor from sight and clean the beads of blood coming from my thighs and arms.

Flushing the blood-stained toilet paper down the toilet, I carefully pulled up my shorts. I hissed from the pain but managed to get them buttoned up. I pulled the sleeves of my shirt down my forearms, the blood smearing on the inside of the shirt.

I hope it doesn't bleed through.

I rushed to clean up the rest of the bathroom. Five minutes. Five minutes until Kakyoin gets home. Despite the sting, I succeeded. The bathroom was roughly organized, and all evidence of my "habit" had disappeared. I quickly washed my hands and exited the bathroom.

I heard the lock turning and bags rustling. "Hey, Kurisu. I brought food!"

I walked to the kitchen, where Kakyoin had set all the bags. "Hey, Kak. How was work?"

Kakyoin started rambling off about a problem at his job as I began to put away the groceries. My heart was racing; my anxiety was growing by the minute. And so was the urge to go back to the bathroom and continue.

"Hey, you ok?"

Kak's voice snapped me out of my thoughts. "Hm?" I hummed, turning my head in his direction.

"You seem distracted. What's wrong?" Kakyoin asked.

I shook my head. "Nothing's wrong. I'm fine, I promise." I wasn't "fine." I was so anxious my hands and legs were shaking, and my mind was foggy.

"Cici, you're trembling. Please, tell me what's wrong."

The ball of anxiety in my stomach rose to my chest. "Excuse me, Kak. I need to use the bathroom."

I hastily walked to the bathroom and locked myself in. I glanced at my sleeves and saw red beginning to seep out. Good thing I was busying myself with the groceries. Kak must not have noticed. I sat against the wall and took several deep breaths, trying to calm myself.

A knock sounded at the door.

Kakyoin.

"Love, something's wrong, I can tell. I'm not stupid."

That was all it took to push me over the edge. I opened the drawer and pulled out a razor.

"Cici, come out of there. We can work through this together."

I shook my head, even though I knew he couldn't see. My blank face was replaced by one of pain - mental pain. Hot tears welled in my eyes and made it hard to see where I was cutting. I didn't care.

Another knock.

"Kurisu. Please, open the door."

I could hear the rising panic in his voice, but I couldn't stop. Tears ran down my cheeks and mixed with the blood on the floor.

"Kurisu! Open the door!"

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry." I choked through sobs. "I'm sorry."

I was starting to get dizzy.