Her Violet Eyes - Inanimate Insanity [ Silvercandle Hanahaki AU ] - DISCONTINUED

Chapter 2 - Nurturing Despair

His chest was aching so much more now.

He leaned forward clenching himself, groaning in pain. Candle rushes to his aid, rubbing his back to comfort him. But somehow.. It hurts more. It's strange, those months of comfort upon her presence turns into a painful experience. Like.. it's as if they weren't meant to be at all.

"If you weren't feeling well, you should've told me.." Candle explains. Silver feels so dizzy, he can barely open his eyes. He couldn't talk, he couldn't even dare look at her. She shouldn't see him like this. No one should have.

"I'm.. S-..orry.." Silver Spoon coughs out. It wasn't after a lot of coughing that blood started gushing out of his mouth, and soon.. petals.

"What has gotten into you!?" Candle sees this and gasps, worried as hell as any normal person would be. Why couldn't he stop..? He needed to stop, he didn't want to worry her any more. There were even more petals than last time, it was almost like it was growing.

Candle hurries to get tissues and water, leaving him there. But suddenly, his coughing calms down a bit, just as soon as she left.. He didn't seem to mind that at the moment, he was busy cleaning up the petals and the blood on his face and picking up the violets scattered across the bed hurriedly. Nothing mattered. Nothing mattered- Candle shouldn't see him like this. She couldn't- she just CAN'T!

He couldn't take it anymore.

Silver darted out of the room, just as soon as Candle was coming out from the small kitchen at the side of the room. Seeing the rushed spoon sprint before her eyes.

"S-SILVER!?"

The last thing he saw.. were those violet eyes. They were desperate trying to catch up with Silver's speed slightly trembling, they were looking right at him in nothing but concern and worry, maybe even a glimpse of sadness. He couldn't dare look at her like that, not because of him. Not again.

He didn't care if he wasn't in the state, he didn't care if he was leaving a small trail of blood or flowers behind. The only thing that mattered was that they didn't see him like this. He doesn't want to humiliate himself in front of everyone.. He can't.

He didn't care if the others were screaming out his name. He couldn't hear anything else other than the sound of his beating heart, banging louder and louder in his chest with each beat. He could barely take any air in, he was choking on the petals in his throat. He felt every single one of them.

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After running for who knows how long, he finally came to a stop. He was gasping for air. The blood and the petals sloshing in his throat didn't make it any better.

He fully collapses onto the floor, exhausted. The blood and petals dripping out of his mouth, he gave in and just let it all out. Atleast nobody saw him this way, in his most vulnerable moment. Or lest I say, not yet.

The sun's warmth didn't help him at all. His heart stayed oh so cold and empty, and he felt the roots sprouting from his heart, growing inch by inch with every moment he's left alone, only to reflect on how much pain he was actually feeling at the moment. As much as he didn't want anybody to see him like this, he still wanted comfort. He needed someone... He needed Candle. Despite him not wanting her to see him like this, he still longs her comfort, her hand.

"Didn't I tell you to give it up already?"

Silver Spoon was still in the process of recovering his strength and he was too busy drowning in his own thoughts. All he could do now was gasp and whimper in pain.

"Gh.... Can..dle.." He whispered, pathetically.

"Gosh, you don't NEED her you fool! SHE'S CAUSING YOU THIS, YOU KNOW!?"

Silver finally reacts. His eyes widen. "..What.. Did you- ..say..?"

The Inner-Flame crosses his arms, knowing he made himself loud and clear. Just leaving him to the choice whether to ignore it or not.

"T... Tell me you-" He coughs. "idiot... What did she.. ugh..- do to me!?.." He groaned out.

He doesn't reply.

Silver clenches the grass, slowly regaining his strength. He slowly picks himself up from the ground, grabbing his body. His breathing becomes more stable.. Why does he only start feeling better when Candle isn't with him? What did he mean by 'she's causing you this'?

He finally looks up at him. But as soon as he opened his mouth to speak, he fades away. Though, the unwanted company wasn't quite finished.

Candle is seen from a distance, realising she was running to him as soon as his eyes adjusted to the sunlight. She soon drops to the ground to hug him tightly, it made it harder for him to breathe. But knew he must've worried Candle a lot, so he kind of deserved it.

"YOU IDIOT!" She yelled in a furious manner, it was as if she wanted to slap him, but she didn't.

That caught him by surprise; that was the first time he's ever heard her call him that. But it didn't matter, he was just happy to be in her embrace. He felt his throat firing up again, but he held it in just for her sake.

Not before long, other objects came. He discreetly hugged Candle tighter because of this. Silver didn't need anyone else; he just needed Candle, despite his throat begging to let out even the smallest cough. He resisted, to avoid anyone worrying any further.

Candle let go of him, and slowly backing up. Dr. Fizz was there too, coming from behind Candle. He knelt down in front of Silver trying to find out what's wrong. Silver scowls at him, giving him a glare that says "Don't touch me." And looks at Candle, who's also giving him a glare that says "You'll need it.", still kind of pissed about how he carelessly ran off in that condition. Silver felt submissive again, and he looked away.

"I don't see anything wrong with him on the outside, aside from the blood coming from his mouth. This might be an internal injury. And.." He picks up the small petals from the ground, and studies it carefully, based on the blood and slight saliva coating it, he comes to a conclusion that these flowers might just be from Silver's insides. "This.. might actually be more serious case than I first thought."

"Is it bad?" OJ suddenly speaks up, he was probably the one who dialed him after seeing Silver dashing through the halls, leaving blood stains and petals behind. He's probably going to have to pay for that after all this. Dr. Fizz studies Silver more.

"Hmm, it seems like it. We'll have to check further with this matter."

Silver looks up at him, confused. Surely it couldn't have been that bad, right?

"Come on, let's get you to my hospital." The doctor assists Silver in getting up, Candle helps guide him.

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