catastrophic flower.

[05]: No Homo

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You wanted to be with him,
But I just wanted to selfishly stare at your beautiful face.
I tricked you,
So that you would come right into my arms instead.
It's because I hate him.
Although mainly, it's because;
I love you.
~Mikaela Shindo

*＊✿❀ 𝘠𝘶𝘪𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘰'𝘴 𝘗𝘖𝘝 ❀✿＊*
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     My eyes snapped open as my heart began to devour itself, chewing up it's own bloody, rotten remains. It wasn't really as graphic as that, but thats what it felt like to me.

The crescent moon was dim, hiding mysteriously behind the foggy clouds through the Motel window, which was decorated with the deepest red coloured drapes.

My suffocating chest felt like a huge boulder was on top of it, my stomach churning with nausea, fingers tightening themselves tightly around my ribcage as I began to pant with paranoia crashing heavily throughout my thick blood.

Something felt wrong. Something bad had happened.

My lungs stopped contracting as my eyes caught sight of it, feeling my stomach drop drastically as if I was sinking into the dirt.

The white, Motel bedsheets that were supposed to be wrapped around Yoichi's body, laid there, cold and abandoned in the midnight air.

Yoichi was gone, as if he had inscrutably disappeared into the air like water vapour or cigarette smoke. My heart leaped out of my chest as I abruptly stood up, internally freaking out, giving my demons the meal of their life; the fear of the love of my life being in danger.

My feet sprinted towards the direction of the room next to mine, my fists beating the door so hard that they were already bruising.

With my powerful adrenaline pumping within my body, it didn't hurt at all, because my anger was distracting me from the pain of my bruising skin.