His Last Words

What...?

I am vivid as the police officers ask me the particular question.
"...are you the resident who lives with the man, Usami Akihiko?"

My heart is pumping, my hands are claming up, my eyes are darting all over the room. What is going on?

"Excuse me? Sir?"

I am taken out of my daze by the tall, brown haired police officer who tries to get my attention. I slowly nod my head as I invite them into the large condo.
I take a seat on the white couch, as the two police officers take their place standing in front of the couch parallel. I try not to make eye contact with them, as they are very intimidating. Why are they here? Why did they ask if I lived with Usagi-san?
What is going on?

"Well, sir, we have some...important news for you. You see - "

Oh no...

" - there was a driver who wasn't paying attention to the stoplights at an intersection - "

No no, not this, anything but this...

" - and as Usami Akihiko was driving across the intersection - "

This cannot be true, it's someone else, not Usagi-San, not my Usagi-San...

" - the driver hit Usami's car, pretty badly, and - "

...no...

" - Mr. Usami Akihiko died on impact. I am so sorry, sir."

This couldn't have ended any worse. Of all times, of all things to happen, Usagi-San...in a car accident. * * *

私の両親...
[My parents...]

My eyes widen.

彼らは私のために交通事故で死亡した...

[They died in a car accident because of me...]

I clutch my shirt as I feel my heart about to burst out of my chest.

と私もうさぎさんの事故を起こし...

[and I caused Usagi-san's accident too...]

The waterfalls in my eyes begin to spill over as the revelation gets to me. My face is drenched in warm tears that drip onto my hands. It feels like tears could stream down my face forever.
How could I be so...so...malevolent...
It was because of me that my parents died in their car crash, and I still don't forgive myself to this day. Now, I caused Usagi-San to get into a deadly accident all because I couldn't shut my mouth. It was because of me that he had to get out...the statements I said were harsh and cruel, and I regret saying them. If only I could take it all back...
My thoughts are interrupted by the police officer with jet black hair and glasses.

"I understand you are upset sir, we will give you time to take it in, but sometime today, we are going to need you to identify the body."

Identify...the body?

My body begins to shake at the thought of seeing Usagi-San. I break into a sweat, my breathing is now heavy and irregular and my vision is blurred. His body...damaged with wounds and cuts that I caused. I would have to see him...without his cold touch tussling my hair...without his vibrant purple eyes looking into mine...without his distinct smell of cigarettes and cologne that rubs onto me as he hugs me from behind...without his deep, eccentric voice saying that he loves me...without him, being here with me...

I can barely keep myself together as I try to stand up and bolt to the door, only to see complete black, and feel a thud on the floor.