How Could You Forget? (Aomine x Reader)

Two Days Of Suffering

I see her.

She looks so happy..

Without me...

" I didn't want to approach her, I didn't want to do anything to do with her. I didn't want to be involved. "

That's what I keep telling myself, yet every time I see her...I just want to run up to her and hold her. I want to hold her so fucking bad...it hurts.

Damn it...I've never been so attached to someone...

Do I regret ever loving her?

That's something...I can't answer right now.

♱

Sweat rolled down the side of my cheek. My vision was a bit of a blur, all I could hear was my loud heavy breaths.

I stood up straight from being bent down and walked over to the stage where a towel was thrown at me. I picked up the towel and threw it over my head, grabbing each end as I rested my elbows on the stage.

"Dai-chan, you've been working a lot harder today, did something happen?"

That's right...Satsuki doesn't know.

"Shut up, Satsuki and let me rest for a moment." I lied, I wasn't that tired. I just all sounds to be dead. I just wanted peace for now. I just wanted (First Name).

But, I knew I couldn't have her.

I knew she didn't want me.

I knew she didn't know me.

The pain she causes me is unbearable. I don't know...how much longer I can last.

♱

I took a brief glance over my shoulder after hearing a hard slap.

It took me a moment to look over my shoulder again and see (First Name) standing there with an angry look on her face; a look I've never seen before.

"Please don't ever touch her again! She doesn't like it!" I watched her as she started to lecture the male, or offender. The way she looked at him was something I haven't seen in a while, something wish was gone.

I slowly turned away from the scene that caused many around to look and stare, I closed my eyes as I stepped down - from what it felt like - the endless hallway, I felt like I gave up hope and was walking away from the problem.

It was an endless dark path I brought myself deeper into, continuously telling myself things to make me feel better.

When in reality, those things weren't true, they were lies.

I keep telling myself that I'm strong.

But, I've been feeling so much pain that I need someone to cry on. The only thing is...I don't have that someone to cry on.

♱

I stared into the darkness of my room, only the quiet sounds that were made downstairs by my mom and dad. I sat there on the side of my bed, my elbows on my knees, my fingers intertwined in front of my mouth.

I sighed and closed my eyes, only seeing a darker night. The only light I was able to see was the light from my phone and alarm clock.

I let out a deep breath and fell back onto the comforting sheets of my bed.

You looked at me today...you looked scared.

♱

I was listening to a song, hoping that it'd make me feel better.

Until, I heard:

"Oh, it's so sad to...think about the good times, you and I..."

Which brought me back the the question I had for myself earlier today.

Do I regret ever loving her?

...maybe.