Contaminated Freedom

19) Farewell

Kaori's point of view

25, July

After his departure, every day was hell for me, the tranquilizers no longer worked, every time I stood up I felt like my strength would drain suddenly, every day was torture I didn't even know what day it was today.

Even 003 offered to give me a painless death, but I refused something in me, he won't let me leave, these days I remembered that I wouldn't be at Zero's birthday, so to distract myself from my pain I decided to give him a gift, I didn't have much but I could do something with what I had.

I couldn't leave, not until I saw him for the last time, for the first time there was someone who didn't agree with me, who didn't take my side to have my trust or my support, There was a person who noticed me and did not feel sorry for my situation, someone who saw me while my eyes were fixed on my feet...at that moment, he had begun to live.

After those days, I could no longer get out of bed alone, 003 canceled all her missions to be with me, although she was a mercenary who was paid to kill people, she still had a heart in her.

I stopped being able to eat of my own free will, they even forcibly injected me with protein. These boys, although none of them knew love, they all knew suffering.

I spent my time lying down thinking about the days when everything was better, I still remember the stupidity that Zero forced me to do, although it wasn't a great memory, his surprised face was funny.

Sometimes 004 the knife lover told me his stories about how he killed people. It was strange but I knew he did it so he would forget the pain.

005 told me how he had seduced several men and killed them. Although her stories were gloomy, they had a certain charm in terms of how her victims fell in love with her.

016 told me how his favorite hobby was shooting practice. A strange boy but everyone had their own tastes.

018 told me how he was doing in video games and as a farewell I gave him my account of LOL. He cried out of nowhere and thanked me.

Little by little I felt like I was fading.

Monday left me devastated.

On Tuesday I had no hope anymore.

On Wednesday my empty arms were open.

On Thursday I was waiting for love.

Thank God, it's Friday.

I'm more motivated on Saturday.

I guess I won't pray on Sunday.

Until my end came.

Part of the trip is its end, I tried to stand up to watch the sunset one last time, but I fell.

I fell into his arms.

-I am back.

It was zero.

A mixed point of view.

I took the blonde in my arms, just before she touched the floor, she looked at me with a lost and tired look but when our eyes connected a small glow danced in them.

-I am back.

She moved her hand to my face, and pulled it lightly, no, it wasn't a dream, he was in front of him.

-I missed you.

He just picked her up and tried to gently place her on the bed, but she stopped him.

-Out, take me out, I want to see the sun one last time.