ɮʊʀռ tɦɛ քʊʀքʟɛ ʀօsɛ. [asɦʟɛʏ ċaʍքɮɛʟʟ x ɦaռaɦaռҡɨ!ʄɛʍ!ʀɛaɖɛʀ]

Cheer Up Small Flower...🎑☄

Warning- cussing, mentions of self harm.

I quickly drop the knife on the floor and hide my wrists under my sleeve. Larry and sal watch in suprise. "Y/n...? What the hell are you doing?!" Sal yells, making me start to cry. Larry runs up to me and hugs me tightly, including sal.

"I'm sorry... I-i dont know whats going on with me I just..!" Larry shushes me, while rubbing small circles on my back. What really is going on with me? I guess ive never really sat down and thought about it.. Maybe everything would be better if I just got the surgery.

"Larry... Sal... I'm sorry you have to put up with my bullshit." I sob out. Larry let's go of me and gets up.

"I'll go get you some lunch. I'll be right back! Is that ok y/n?" Larry says, with a big goofy smile that never fails to make me happy. I nod and go back to hugging sal, with my head resting on his neck.

"So.. What was that all about y/n? You looked like you were throwing up when you came out of the restroom." Sal says with concern in his voice.

"Oh... Its a long story but I'll get straight to the point. I have hanahaki, and its because of ash.. I of course have a big fat crush on her.." I say sadly, with a small smile. Sal takes off his mask and gives me an empathetic look.

"Wow.. That's really serious y/n! You should confess immediately!" Sal says, a strand of hair falling in his worried face. I just chuckle and shrug.

"Don't you think ive been told all that before? I dont honestly think she likes me sal. She didn't like it when neil made me kiss her cheek. She probably likes you in the end-" I speak until I feel that horrid feeling in my scratchy throat. Sal catches on and runs me to the bathroom. Immediately, the petals and blood flow out. Those pretty petals im so familiar with now. Everything dies down, but with one last cough I feel a sudden feeling that makes me want to scream out. A whole flower pops out of my mouth, and I have to pull the whole thing out. I start pulling it out and I can already feel those thorns stabing everything they touch. I'm in pure agony and no one can do anything. Once the flower is fully out I spit the rest of the blood out into the toilet, and throw that stupid fucking flower in the trash. I can't even speak now, because it hurts like ass. Everything is going absolutely great! My throat and my wrists sting, and ash won't fall in love with me. What else could go wrong in this world?!

"Y/N?! Y/N, WHERE ARE YOU?" I hear a feminine voice from the living room. A familiar voice..

Its... Its Ashley...? Fucking great.