It Was Love All Along

II. I Now Understand Regret

"Hey! Why are you at the hospital when you don't even look sick?" A sixteen year old blonde girl asked the black haired stranger that was across from her hospital bed. Her tone was annoyed and sharp, something that is disrespectful for her young age.

"Oh my Curapikt! That is rude and disrespectful of you, apologize to him at once!" Her mother reprimanded her and gave the stranger an apologetic look.

She didn't know why but ever since this man joined her in her hospital room three days ago she had been very irritated by his presence. It's not like the man was loud and rowdy, in fact he doesn't even do anything but read all day and he doesn't bother her at the least. He also exchanges polite pleasantries with both of her parents when they visit her. There's something about him that just ticks her off and she thinks the nightmares that she has has something to do with it.

In the nightmare, she dreams about bloodied corpses and gouge eyes. A man with a cross in his forehead that was surrounded by twelve people. She also sees two kids with black and white hair, a man with eyeglasses and a woman (?) that hears a heartbeat. She also sees a lot of red eyes inside canisters, which is odd considering that her and her parents' eyes are blue. She doesn't know what her dreams meant but it always ends the same. Her dying alongside the man with the cross that oddly resembles her roommate and throughout this dream all she feels is hatred.

So, instead of thinking about it and making her head hurt from thinking about it, she does what she knows best in her young teenage mind and that is to annoy the man as much as possible. She projects all the emotions that she feels in her dreams into this man. She hopes that by doing so the man could be the one to initiate a room change (because she sure as hell doesn't want to leave, it would look like she lost). She knows that it's unfair for him but she sure as hell is stubborn and prideful so there's no going back now.

The stranger smiled at her mother, dismissing the rude behavior that she did (as he always does). Instead, he decided to answer her question.

"Well you know, I may not look like it but I'm about to hit the bucket soon. I'm only here at the hospital because I'm trying to appease the people around me that's encouraging me to live longer." The man stated as if he was talking about the weather. However, she was directly looking at her when he said that. His gaze was soft, a contrast to his bland delivery and for the first time she realized that this was the first moment that she truly held his gaze.

She suddenly felt pity for the man and she knows that it's not fair of her to feel that because the sad part about it is that she can relate with that. Ever since Curapikt fainted in her first year of junior highschool, her memory has always been of the hospital. When she thinks that she can finally return to a normal life due to the symptoms decreasing, life would be a bitch again and a headache would soon lead to vomiting and that would lead to fainting, that would immediately send her to her usual companion, the IV drip. She was in her second year that she fully understood the meaning of her disease and that it doesn't have a cure. Thus, if she's pitying the stranger then she's also pitying her circumstances.

"I'm so sorry Quwrof-san." Her mother offered for her, as she did not speak after that. This was the first time that she heard Quwrof-san say that. She knows that people that stay long in the hospital just like her are bound to have a deadly disease too. After her mother left she did not annoy Quwrof anymore and oddly enough she didn't dream of anything that night.

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"Quwrof-san, I'm sorry." They just had their dinner and they were spending their time inside their room when Curapikt suddenly decided to apologize to him. The guilt was eating the girl up and she now realizes that it was wrong of her to do that to someone that is clearly not the same person that is in her nightmares.