A Future to Call Our Own

Chapter 3 - Heartbeats of the Unwanted

Chapter 3
Heartbeats of the Unwanted

My eyes opened to see him looking at me with loving eyes across from me in the hospital bed.

"Ah, good morning, Hajime," he reached his right hand to my head, bringing it down to kiss my forehead.

I felt my cheeks become warm, seeing him place an affectionate smile on his face. "Good thing there's no cameras in the cottages anymore, huh?"

"K-Komaeda!" I flushed, pulling the sheet above my head.

He pulled it back down, starting to kiss all over my face. I couldn't help but start laughing as he tickled my side, him continuing to kiss my face.

"Okay, okay! Let me get dressed, at least! I want to eat!" I continued to laugh, finally him letting me go.

Getting up, he sat up behind me, his hair all frazzled with bed-head. If you'd think his hair was crazy, just look at him now. I couldn't help but burst with laughter.

"What is it, Hinata-kun?" he looked at me curiously, reaching his hand to his head. "Oh."

I pulled on my pants, walking over to him to hug his head to my chest. "Hinata-kun, you might want to zip that before you go outside." I rolled my eyes, letting him go and continuing to get dressed. I brushed my teeth, helping Komaeda into his new

hospital gown, readying his oxygen tank, the usual routine.

"Ready to go, Komaeda?"

"Mhm! Lead the way to our wedding, Hinata!"

"Komaeda!" I scolded, his starting to laugh. And on our way to our w̶e̶d̶-- the restaurant we went.

. . .

We met Sonia, Akane, and Mikan there, sitting as if it were the old times in the simulation. Mikan was looking healthy, almost exactly as she was.

"Oh! Good morning, Hajime, Nagito! How are you both?" Sonia perked up with a smile, Akane continuing to eat, Mikan looking at us with a welcoming smile.

"We're good, thank you," I helped Komaeda sit down by Mikan, myself going to get our food. I was wondering what they both were thinking. Did they want to talk about what they thought while in a coma? I couldn't tell if it would be a good or bad idea.

For the rest of the meal, they both seemed to be okay, just talking as if it were a normal day.

But, of course it wouldn't be a normal day.

It happened.

"Mikan," I heard Komaeda speak in a cold tone, silencing us. He was staring straight ahead, a smirk on his face. "How is she, Mikan?"

I felt my head start to pound. This . . . this wasn't good.

"Komaeda Nagito, where is my beloved?"

"H-Hey, Hajime, what's going o-- AAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!" Akane screamed, shooting up from the table, grabbing her head. Sonia started panicking, running out of the restaurant. Mikan and Komaeda stood up and were staring at each other with evil in their eyes. I went out-cold after that.

. . .

I wonder if this is it.

If this is what we really imagined to happen.

All of this work just for us to revert back.

Not completely, but for us to feel such despair and pain and hurt . . .