delia walked out her room and came in contact with her parents.
"hi mom, hi dad," she said. "you know, the doctors never really told me the results. you know, from two months ago?"
her mother froze up. delia was right, she hasn't heard the results, and for a good reason.
"you don't need to worry about them," her mother said. "we'll tell you the results later."
"it's something bad isn't it?" delia asked, backing away from her parents. "i'm not eating dinner. i'm going to my room."
delia stomped away in anger. in anger of her parents, in anger of her doctor.
and in anger of herself for falling in love with her first real friend.
delia came in her room and slammed the door. she climbed up on her bed and cried.
she was dying.
"why did this happen to me?" she asked herself out loud. "why did any of this happen to me? why did i have to die? why am i dying? is this my punishment for being, different?"
"why did i have to like her?" she asked. "why did anything happen? does god really hate me? or does he like me suffering?"
she cried herself to sleep that night. and that was the first night of many others.
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Tears ||Myoui Mina||
Fanfiction"The saddest tears don't fall from your eyes, they fall from your heart and cover your soul." ~ AU
