It's blue not red

The end -chapter 12-

Tw: detail blood, detail sounds of inappropriate stuff, suicidal detail.

It's been a few months and they have everything. An apartment, food, and a small car that is used. Daniel is in his working area, talking to customers and waiting for his shift to be over. Once his shift was over he was walking around the city. The lights on, barely any people, and some stores still opened. As he was walking he came across a flower shop. 'Maybe.. I.. can get flowers for her!' Daniel thought, racing inside. His heart pounding with excitement. He found the most prettiest, precious, blue, flowers. Her favorite color, and now his favorite color. She explained why it was her favorite, only made him love the color even more. He picked some of the flowers and went to the counter, greeted by a lovely gentleman wearing a red hat. Along with some glassware and old looking grandpa clothes, in other ways it was very adorable. Daniel placed down the flowers and got out his wallet. The man looked at the flowers and smiled, looking up at Daniel. "Hey.. kiddo?" Daniel stopped what he was doing and looked at the old man, seeing the name tag on his shirt, ' Michael' "yes sir?" Daniel replied with a curious look. "Just have the flowers for free dear.." Michael replied with a soft and warm smile, a smile that can bring anyone's day into a good one or even a better one. It touched Daniels heart but, he can't possibly take it for free? Michael needs money and he might get fired! He doesn't want to be the cause of that. "No thank you sir, it was tempting but you need the money! And you might get fired." Michael held up his hands and shook them. "No no no need to worry young man! Nobody buys the blue flowers anymore, and I thought it was special. Plus I am going to die soon anyways." He push the flowers to Daniel and before Daniel could say anything, Michael added, "no need to feel bad that I am dying. It's just part of life." Daniel didn't know what to say.. what to do.. so all he did was take the flowers and gave a smile and a nod. Showing his appreciation. He walked off, opening the door and hearing a 'chime' sound while exiting.

He was walking though the streets, trying to find his way back home. Cross the street, turn corners. He couldn't take his car because Aarna was using it. But he thinks it's okay because his job isn't that far away. It's been a couple of minutes, almost an hour. He found himself back home, going up the stairs and opening the door with his key, and the flowers between his body. He opened the door and stepped in side, calling for Aarna but by the looks at it, no one was home. It made Daniel kinda upset, Aarna had been gone all the time, coming back home late. But, I guess it doesn't matter either way. It's her life not his, and I mean they aren't even together anyways...
Daniel went to the kitchen and got a flower pot, filled it will water and put the blue flowers in it. He then placed it in the middle of the table, hoping she'll see and she'll love them. He smiled to him self and went to the bathroom, changing into his pajamas. All he could get was a bear soft shirt, and blue shorts. It was cute but not Daniels style. He brushed his teeth and went to the bed. Sitting down and got a book out. He never really liked reading but it just, came to him. Finding a book he really liked and reading it one-go, it was kinda life changing for him. Finding a slice of life a lot more interesting. He read till it was 12:05 the clock dinging and he closed the book. Turning of the lights and staring at the abyss. The darkness consuming him, but finding comfort in it.

Daniel got woken by a loud bang, coming from the living room. It sounded like Aarna, so he got up excitedly, going near his door till he stopped. He heard what seemed like glass shattering. Was it their blue flowers? He stepped in the living room, seeing her stand and having bottles in her hand, looking down you could see the vase and the blue flowers scattered everywhere. He sighed, having a tear roll down his face. He went to Aarna and picked her up, walking her to their room and setting her down. Then Daniel went back and grabbed a broomstick, and started to sweep the glass... while doing so, he could barely see from the teas bowling up. Having a hard time breathing from all the emotions. But he tried to look at the bright side.. at least she is okay. Once done, he trash all the remains, wiping his tears and having a deep breath in.. 1..2..3.. and breathing out. He missed home. But this what had came to. Why was he stupid enough to say yes? He began to cry and hit himself over and over again. Why.. why.. Why?! He went to the couch and laid down, you could hear sounds of sobbing though the house, and him repeatedly hitting himself. Only a few more minutes, he Fallen asleep.

"Hello, welcome to tea-n-cup! What can I do for you?" Daniel asked with a smile, looking down and hearing what the customer wanted. "Okay, that'll be $16.09 for the total!" It all went as normal, except it was in the mid afternoon and his boss pulled him in for a quick talk. Telling him, that he notice his stress would like him to take a break. To leave work early But, he did say if he does he'll have to leave work late tomorrow. But Daniel didn't care and took the break, excited to see Aaran. He thanked him and went out of the cafe, going down the streets and his normal path. Reaching his appointment. He opened the door, only to hear moaning coming their shared bedroom. He stepped in and closed the door, only it to be louder. The bed hitting the wall, and shaking happening. You could hear slamming,.. like.. slamming meat?... and Aarna saying all different types of words. And a man.. groaning, and saying stuff to. If you look back at Daniel you could see he is crying. Dropping all his bags and having a red nose, along with his cheeks. His eyes being puffy and lips grieving, teeth chattering. He went to the guest bathroom, locking him self in there and beginning to take his clothes off. Grabbing the scissors in the drawer. He went to the shower and turned it on and got in. Not even waiting for to turn hot. And sat down, crying into his knees and repeating 'why' over and over again. Putting his hand on his chest and squeezing. He lift up and put the scissors open and near his neck. With one final blow, he sliced open his throat. Blood gushing out, some meat ripping off and on to the bottom of the shower. He fall sideways and began to chock out blood from his eyes, mouth and the wound. You could see the water and blood mixing together, going down the drain.

Hello! As this title says this is the last chapter! I hoped you enjoyed it! Mwah mwah!