Chapter Twenty Eight: Regret

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I opened my eyes. Nothing clear. Shadows. Light. Nothing else.

Silence. Flowers are nearby. Wind against my skin. Can't feel my leg. Cold.

"OUMA!" I heard a voice call out. Warmth. The person is hugging me. It hurts.

"Would you mind if I poked around here a bit?~"

It's cold. It's cold. They are here. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. IT HURTS. IT HURTS. IT HURTS.

"Ouma? Are you ok? Your sweating bullets..."

The warmth is gone.
Nothing is holding me.
Silence.

"Ouma...can you hear me? Give me a sign"

It hurts. It hurts.

"S-stop...t-the f-ire...i-it...f-feels...l-like f-fire..."

Stop it. Stop it. Stop it. Stop it. STOP IT.

"Ouma? Please if you can hear me just say something!"

The voice is louder. Shaking me.

'Kichi, I was waiting for you'

My fault. My fault. My fault. My fault.

"Fine...I'll wait then...I will wait as long as it takes...but...you need to come back ok?"

They let go.

"But...you guys are the opposites of heros...and that's why I am here today"

Kill me.

"So...let's talk...about what you missed while you were sleeping"

-/-/-

"Hah! Amami was so angry that time when you guys filled his desks with avacados!" They laughed.

I can't feel anything.

"You know you guys really made up that classroom, it was always something going on with you guys...I wish I could have joined you one time to see what all the fun was" they reminced.

It can't feel.

"I really miss having that in the class...it's empty now...and it's really sad knowing I won't be able to ever join you guys" I could hear a forced chuckle.

I'm broken.

"But...your still here...and this time I swear it will be different"

Help.

"This time we will become friends, ok?"

It's so loud.
Why is it loud.
Stop the screaming.
Stop it.
Stop it.
Stop it.
STOP IT.

"Ouma! It's ok" a voice reassured.

It's loud.
It's not cold.

"Don't worry, I got you..." the voice said.

Something is holding my hand.
It feels...
Ok.
I trust them.
They aren't them.
They won't break me.

"Visiting hours are almost up..." they said somberly.

Please don't leave.

"I'll come tomorrow! I'll bring Kiibo they've wanted to see you for a while now!" Thwy spoke.

I don't want to be alone.

"See you tomorrow..." they said steadily.

It hurts.
Cold.

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