Warning: hanahaki
Word Count: 485
I was thinking about him. Again. The scratching of petals against my throat was agonizingly painful. Pushing the pain aside, I choked down the pink petals as best I could. Mixtures of metal-tasting blood along with the bits of carnations tore across. It was absolutely miserable.
Constant thoughts of 'I wish I had taken the surgery' shot through my head like a bullet. Knocking ran through the house, snapping me out of my dreadful thoughts. I hunched over in pain, holding my stomach in fear that I'd soon see pink and red, then shrunk back.
I trudged down the halls until I got to the front door, opening it with shaky hands. Petals got caught in my throat, rendering me speechless. It was him. Those pink devils arose again, forcing me to taste the disgusting thick taste I had grown used to.
Stupid feelings bubbled inside my stomach, tying it into knots as if I was made of nothing but withered rope, as I looked into his bright blue eyes, the ones I had fallen for. I couldn't help but stare.
Long, strung-out minutes went by as I had suddenly had a moment of clarity, noticing we had been staring deeply into each others eyes for moments I had not counted for.
The faint rose color dusted my cheeks, as did his. He started to speak incoherently then took a deep, unsteady breath.
"So,"
That one word was all it took for my stomach to churn with petals.
He must've noticed my suffering, seeing as he threw me a worried glance, continuing his nervous stare at the concrete.
"Alana told me something about you."
I mentally started to panic. She told him? About my hanahaki? That I had it for him? Well, I didn't know for sure.
"About me?" I choked out "What did she tell you?"
He looked up "She said you had hanahaki."
There it was. He already knew everything. My life is over.
"And, um, she said you had it for... Me?"
Blood. That's all I could taste now. It started rising again and I couldn't stop it. I can't believe she betrayed me like that. And told him this?
"I'm sorry, Jared. I'll go then. We can, maybe, talk about this some other time."
I didn't even respond. My feet tripped me up as I ran to the bathroom, quickly hovering over the toilet and puking up all of it. Pink carnation petals and blood.
I couldn't help but cough, rough bits of blood and the occasional petal coming up with each one. I rested my head against the seat and let the hard tears I was holding it run down my face.
"I hate these stupid flower petals."
I will be making a second part if you guys want.. I know it's not good and sucks but I had the idea for hanahaki...
