The Story of Us

5 - Allura

Wow this story is fun to right. This chapter is happening while Shiro's last chapter is happening. This is like Lance and Keith's chapters in the way that it's how Allura ends up in the hospital and her meeting her roommate. Also, question: do y'all want any Adashi phone calls? Adam will be in Shiro's birthday chapter, but do you guys want to read about them outside of that? It'd probably have some crying and just a lot of supportive Adam. If you guys don't care I'll probably put it in but if anybody is just...completely against it make sure to let me know. Onward!

My fault. It seems like that's all my brain can say. I'm sitting on my light blue and white duvet and just...thinking. My uncle will be getting home in about forty-five minutes, so if I'm going to do anything without him seeing I'll have to do it now.

Uncle Corgan is by no means a strict man. And he doesn't get mad when I cut or burn or scratch. He just gets a bit frustrated. I know he doesn't let it show because he loves me, but sometimes he'll call up my dead father's old phone and just...talk and cry to him. And sometimes I can hear him.

I lie back, sinking into the pillows, just as I sink into my emotions. My breath is uneven and frantic, but my mind is moving like molasses. For some reason, I can't seem to talk myself out of this.

Do it
Why
Because you deserve it
If it weren't for you
Your parents would still be alive

Ah yes. This painful cycle. The cycle of "they would want me to be happy" to "you deserve to hurt for them" and back again.

I fling my legs over my bed and walk to the bathroom. On top of the toilet is a framed picture or me with my parents. I'm about three, sitting on my dad's shoulders with a flower crown in my hair.

I sniffle, tears beginning to overflow from my eyes. "I'm sorry," I whisper brokenly, tracing the picture with my fingertips. Then, I take the picture and gently set it facedown.

I turn to the mirror, suddenly filled with rage at myself. I turned my family into a broken mess. I did that. Before I know what I'm doing entirely, I slam my fist into the mirror, shards breaking off. I pick one up and go to work on my wrist.

I start with light cuts, like I normally do, but soon I realize that I'm not going deep. I focus on the widest cut and press, hissing as pain erupts from my arm. I press more, then harshly he slowly pull the shard down my arm towards my elbow. I hear the door open, and I jump. I slam the shard down harder, deeper into my arm.

"Allura?" Coran's voice sounds from downstairs.

I open my mouth to respond, but my vision begins to get black spots at the edges. I slam my fist on the floor as I fall over. And the bathroom door flies open just as I black out.

When I wake up, I'm in a bed. Not a hospital stretcher, but not a bed I recognize. A tall girl is just leaving the room. I sit up, taking in my surroundings.

Across from me, there's another bed with a desk and to my right there's a window. To my left, a desk. The door the tall girl left out of is near her bed, and there's a door to what is probably the bathroom in on my wall. The wall my desk is against is painted light blue.

I'd like to go back to sleep, but there doesn't seem anything stopping me from getting up and wandering around. No straps or anything. So that's what I'm doing.

I kick off my covers and get up, walking to the door. I open it, finding a bathroom. I cross the room and open the other door and find a hallway.

I look up at a lady who sits at a desk.

"Where am I?" I ask.

The lady looks up, "Mingo Hospital,"

Really short chapter, and not that good. Sorry guys. Next chapter has some Q U A L I T Y gay fluff on Shiro's 17th birthday in the hospital! Allura will have a longer chapter in the future, but I was just sooo excited to write Adashi! Sorry & comment anything wrong with this chapter! Bye! (Also I made a Coran look)

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Bye my berries! <3