If only he didn't.

CHAPTER 24, IF ONLY HE DIDN'T.

Footsteps can be heard, going into the direction of another room and sounding as if following someone, quiet but loud, muffled but clear. The echo caused by the silence in the hall grew louder as the footsteps.

"You know, no matter how many times I look at you, you'll always look dumb." A girl with bright pink hair muttered, slightly making eye-contact with a boy across from her and on the right side of an injured boy.

"Geez! Even in front of BASIL? I understand you still might be mad or somethin', but even in the hospital? In front of BASIL? Heartless.." The boy across from the girl slightly chuckled, before resting his arms on the arms of the hospital bed.

"Come on, calm down, you two. We're visiting BASIL and SUNNY today, we're not outside at the park or something." A taller, not that much older, slimmer boy lightly reassured them before looking at the ground near the doorway. 

"I'm kinda worried." The shorter boy looked down as well. 

"No way, really?! It's not like I'm worried, it's not like HERO's worried, it's not like we're all, including basically all of FARAWAY, are worried!" The girl snapped at the boy, before sighing "...Sorry. I'm just really worried." 

"It's- It's fine. I just- I feel kinda disappointed in myself. I- SUNNY?" The older boy suddenly lifted his head, into the direction of the door where another boy but much paler and shorter silently stood. 

"SUNNY?..." The girl quietly said, before the boy across her repeated what she said, but in a more concerned way. 

"SUNNY, I think you should go back to your room, you really need rest...Do you want me to help you get back? We-" The older boy asked the pale boy, before getting interrupted by him.

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"    I         have          to        tell         you           something           .      " The simple words came out of the pale boy's mouth, the words echoed throughout the room, and filled the room with silence.

"Go on! What is it, man?" The boy, then slightly eager to hear the pale boy's next few words or sentences, smiled softly. 

"I-I..."

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You were absolutely sick of everything, you couldn't control yourself anymore. You throw your violin down the stairs, you hear as the instrument , you grew to hate, snaps, you hear every crack as it falls off every single step, until it reaches the bottom of the stairs. Your once precious violin lay shattered on the bottom of the staircase. 

Your sister quickly ran up to you. She stared at the broken violin, and as she did, she whispered "Gosh...You-...Oh no..." Right after, she immediately stared straight at you. Your sister yelled at you, but you couldn't understand what she was saying. She didn't understand at all, she was only thinking from her perspective, she didn't understand that you just weren't good enough. You only hold onto your anger. This pain, this anger that you were feeling...Was it her fault?...She continued yelling at you.

You tried to run down the stairs to escape. Your sister blocked your path before you were able to escape. "WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU'RE GOING?! I'M NOT FINISHED TALKING, SUNNY! DON'T EVEN RUN AWAY!" Your sister continued yelling more, but you thought to yourself, enraged, why couldn't you? Why was she yelling at you in the first place? You didn't understand at all. It was so confusing and stupid for you.