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The red petal

Part 2 of "The flowers bloom inside" I will have two endings, one sad and one happy. This is the sad ending A.K.A the original ending.

Michael POV
Jeremy stared in disbelief at me, of course he would, what was I expecting.

"Michael I have a girlfriend."

"Exactly."

"And I'm straight."

"Exactly."

He kept staring at me, I felt something growing on my leg, more flowers, I felt burning in my lungs, more petals, I felt tears in my eyes. I start coughing again this time throwing up large amounts of blood and petals. I try to drink water but I just cough more and more. He keeps staring, he obviously doesn't know what to do at this point except pat my back to make sure I don't choke on the petals.

Jeremy POV
The petals continued to fall out of Michael's mouth. The school floor is a mess but the janitor would take care of that later. All this time Michael has had Hanahaki disease and it's because if me. I continued patting his back, holding back tears, why would this happen? Why does he have to love me of all people, especially when I'm straight and taken. I can't date him just so he'd stop throwing up flowers, I'd be in an unhappy relationship but he's so important I can't stand to know he'll die at one point and it'll be because of me.

He finally stopped throwing up the blue petals and blood, we're just sitting in the hallway silently.

"Why me, why do you like me?"

"Well, jerbear I can't explain that without throwing up more blood and petals..."

"Oh right, sorry"

We went silent again, I slowly started crying knowing Michael might die do to my actions, and that's exactly what happened.

Not long after I was told about his problem he decided he had enough suffering, so he took his own life. I can't help but think this is all my fault which technically it is. He left me a note, he didn't leave a note for anyone else. When his mom dropped off the envelope I saw small spots of blood.

Dear Jeremy,
If you receive this letter it means I'm officially dead. It wasn't the petals or the flowers or loss of blood. It was all me. I want you to know even if you didn't love me, I loved you and I could never tell you how much I loved you without throwing up flowers so I decided instead of writing a big suicide note, I'd write a big love note so you have something to remember me by apart from my hoodie which will also be given to you. The things I loved about you.
1) Your eyes, I could stare at your eyes and be lost for hours at a time.
2) Your smile, although the amount of smiles became thin due to my disease I still loved to see you smile with the brightest smile ever. I could never make you smile but seeing you smile around her made me smile as well.
3) Your anger, although this may sound like a bad one, it isn't. I remember playing games with you every night in my basement and seeing you get pissed over a level of apocalypse of the damned was hysterical.
4) Your hair, your hair was always soft and I remember you letting me put small braids in it during middle school, all the kids thought you were weird but I thought you looked dashing.
5) Your personality. There's not much to say about this one other than you are a wonderful person who I wish I could've kissed and hugged but you were happy therefore I was happy for you.
I love you Jeremy.

Sincerely,
Michael

I remember the night before I received this letter. He asked me a question that I wish I never answered.

"Jer, do you love me?"

"No."

I answered honestly, at least I thought I did. About two days after his death I figured out I lied to myself when a red petal with a drop of blood on it came out of my mouth.

"I will never be able to say it to your face but, I love you too"