*Victor's POV*
The morning came. I had fallen asleep on the floor last night. All I could remember about last night after I came home is that I heard Yuri swearing as he yelled out my name. I'm pretty sure he cried himself to sleep too.
I can't believe the pain I am causing him.
I never wanted to hurt him.
I get up slowly trying not to make any noise. I hear Makkachin bark from inside the bedroom. She can sense that I'm here. Shit.
I hesitate to try and let Makka out but that would result in Yuri waking up and I really didn't wanna do that to him. Makkachin's barks keep on going on. If he continues, I might get in trouble with the landlord and Yuri will surely wake up. What the hell, I'm gonna go in there eventually. I can't just hide and pretend that this never happened. No matter how much I'd like to, I can't because it wouldn't fix anything. I have to talk to Yuri about this even if it means him breaking up with me. What am I saying?! I can't lose Yuri. If I lose him, I lose myself.
I sense drops of liquids going down my face like a waterfall. I started crying and I didn't even notice. Makkachin's barks interrupts my thoughts. I open the door to see a sad Makka run out the door. She starts whimpering which worries me. Makka usually only ever whimpers if I'm not there or someone she cares about is hurt.
I look around the room and see nothing. There is a bag of glass next to the picture of Yuri and me that I framed. "YURI!". I rush over to the bathroom only to see a large pool of blood with Yuri lying there on the ground. He is covered with vertical and horizontal cuts all over his arms "YURI. NO, NO YURI. C'MON. WAKE UP PLE- please wake up." I check Yuris pulse to see if there even is one present within his body. There is but a dangerously faint one and I fear that it will end any minute. I get my phone out of my pocket to call an ambulance but sadly it's dead. I swiftly get up and grab the bulky home phone and start dialing the number.
After calling the ambulance I rush back to Yuri picking up his head and resting it on my legs. Slowly stroking his hair and cradling him in my arms. At this point there is so much blood on me, it looks like I murdered him, but I could never. Not in a million years can or will I ever be pursued to kill Yuri or anyone for that matter. Not any amount of money or anything bad that leads back to me. I could care less that there is blood on me.
Soon the ambulance arrives and Yuri is taken to the hospital. It's not long after, that I follow.I get to the hospital, still covered in blood but I didn't care. The horrible smell of silicone and syrup fills my nose as soon as I enter. A white light fills the waiting room, accompanied by almost white, cream-colored walls that suck all the creativity out of everyone, checkered, shiny and reflective floor followed by blue, deadly chairs and a few plants here and there.
I've never seen a more depressing and lifeless room in my life.
I hated hospitals. Whenever you leave, it's usually in tears.
Someone is always dying.
As I walk towards the receptionist, I notice something. It's a man with short blonde hair and rectangular glasses. Fuck its Vadim. I didn't know he works at a hospital. I stop in my tracks, grabbing some people's attention. It's not soon that Vadim looks up. His eyes are met with mine and I couldn't help but get angry.
We both stare at each other for what feels like an eternity. I finally gathered up enough courage to walk up and ask him about Yuri. "Hey, can you please tell me about Yuri Katsuki." "Uh... uh yeah sure. Yuri Katsuki was accepted eleven minutes ago, he is currently in surgery, doctors are trying to revive him and they should be done in about two hours, give or take." "Thanks." I start to walk away but Vadim grabs my attention. "Hey, Victor. I'm sorry"
"It's alright," I responded, just longing this conversation to end. "No, it's not. I was a dumbfounded dumbass for thinking I could just walk up to you and kiss you. The truth is that I could never forget you and then I saw you on TV and I was amazed. They said that your home rink was here in St. Petersburg and I thought that I could have you back but you already had fallen in love and you are already with someone and I'm sorry for causing any of you guys any trouble and hurt. I hope you can forgive me." "If Yuri wakes up, I forgive you. Until then don't even try to speak to me."
I walk away and go sit on the chairs. Angrier than I've ever been and hurting more than I have ever hurt before. I sit there thinking about Yuri and what he did to himself. There were so many cuts and there was so much blood. Tears started forming up in my eyes, my vision got blurrier, nose and cheeks got redder and warmer, eyes got puffier and nose became blocked.The more I thought of Yuri and what I made him do to his beautiful body, the more I start to tear up. My eyes can't take anymore and suddenly the tears start spilling from my eyes. I'm crying fairly loud and everyone is looking at me. I try to calm down but I'm not successful in that. Eventually, I became calm. Eyes still puffy and lips still pouty and wet from the tears that covered them. I check the time and it's nine thirty. Yuri should be done soon.
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Victor X Yuri: Simple Love™
FanfictionSimple love; in which a darkness that consumes Yuri's thoughts get the better of him. Will his love for Victor take over his dark and sickening thoughts? Trigger Warning: Death, suicide, blood, depression. *edited by @/venusaesthete* *if a note has...