Chapter 14

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I wake up and see Die is still sleeping. He looks kinda cute, when he doesn't have that stupid grin on his face. Wait, did I really just think that? He stirs a bit in his sleep. I want to facepalm myself for thinking so, but he really looks cute. I'd better never say this to him... I step out of bed, careful not to wake Die. My bruises from last night aren't too bad, luckily. Then I go downstairs. My mother already is there, reading the news paper. 'Hey, honey. Slept well?' I nod. 'So how are you?' she asks. I sigh. 'Could be better, but I'm fine.' 'Sorry to say this, but you look terrible.' 'Mum, really, don't worry about me, I will be okay.' I say. 'Okay, please take care of yourself.' 'I will.' I smile a little. Then Die comes in. 'Oh, I'm sorry, did I interrupt?' 'No, not at all. Would you like some coffee?' My mum asks. 'Yes, thank you.' Die says. 'I was told I needed to give you one of these everyday.' She hands me a envelope. The task of the day. I open it. It's was of the tasks we had last week. The one about bringing the other to a place you need to go. I give it to Die. We have breakfast and go back upstairs. 'We still need to talk.' Die says.

It's an hour later. I need to bring Die somewhere and actually I really need to go to the lake. Die and I need to talk. What reason do I have to not bring him there? I think it's the most peacefull place to tell him my story. I don't even know if I must tell him everything. 'Shinya?' I snap out of my thoughts. I blush. 'Sorry, I was thinking.' He laughs. 'Yeah, I noticed.' I blush even more. 'Come with me.' I say. 'Where are we going?' 'To the task of today and a place to talk.' I write a note for my mother, who is working, that we'll be out and that I don't know how long we will be away.

We arive at the lake. I walk closer to it, expecting that Die will follow. There's a little stroke of sand and I sit down on it. 'Hey Toshiya.' I whisper. Die sits down next to me. 'So... I think we both have some things we need to tell eachother and I think it's better if you start.' I actually wanted him to start, but I will have to tell him anyway. Hm... Where to start. I stare at the lake. Toshiya... '2  years ago... It was my 16th birthday. My brother got his driver license the week before. He took me to a bar, from about 20 miles away, to celebrate it. I became 16 so I was allowed to drink, but I didn't. My brother did. He drank. A lot. I told him not to drive back, but he said it was okay and that I should get in the car or he would just drive away without me. I couldn't get home myself, because there were no busses that drove at that hour and to walk 20 miles after midnight... So I got into the car. We were halfway when my brother wanted a piece of gum. He tried to get the wrapper off, but he dropped it. Then he ducked to grab it. I told him not to, but he already bend down. The car went off the road and we drove into a tree. Toshiya bumped with his head in the steering wheel. He didn't move after that. He didnt wake up anymore. I called the emergency number. When they where with us I blacked out. From the shock, probably.' Silent tears fall down my face.  

'When I woke up the next day, they told me what happened. Toshiya was dead. They also told me that I should have tried harder to stop him from driving and they were right. He was drunk and couldn't even walk in a straight line. I should have never let him drive. There was such a big chance that something would go wrong. So in the end he died, I lived and I feel guilty for it every day. He didn't deserve to die. He always wished the best for everyone, never hurt a fly and he was always there for me. My mother doesn't blame me for it, but she wasn't there to see me not trying hard enough. It should have been me who is dead.' I'm silent for a moment. Then I look around and see a beautiful flower, I don't know what it's called. I take it, walk to the lake, lay in on the water and make it float a little bit towards the other side. 'I'm so sorry, Toshiya.' I whisper. I sit back where I was before and stare at the flower. 

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