Happiness In the Shape of a Scar (OC, GL, FLUFF)

Part Two - Broken, But Held Together.

        No matter how many times I imagine it in my head... I could never take the piano away from Sarah.

Until one day after school... My wish came true. I thought I would be happier. I was mistaken.

The incident
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"aaah~ the cherry blossoms smell great! XD"
"I know! 🌸" my friend Tasha picks a small twig filled with the pink flowers off the tree and sticks it in a small opening on the side of her backpack.

I notice that Sarah was walking in front of us, so I decide to go say hello. You know, just to be friendly. I don't think she can hear me though (she has earbuds in).
        Then, just as I was about to say hi, a car zooms past. I hear a high pitched scream. A thud. More crying and screaming. It takes me a while to realize what just happened.

Her hand got crushed by the car mirror.

"Ah... M-my hand... I... I CAN'T PLAY..." She has a stunned-horrofied look on her face that makes me feel like my heart is being crushed.

No... I didn't mean that... No......did I? It was only a thought!

A few hours later; at school
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Sarah is standing alone on the school roof, crying.

"Sarah..." she lookes up at me with the most defeated, sad look in her eyes. I feel my heart clench as I hold back tears. I feel so bad.

"what if I can't play piano anymore? Without the piano... I've got nothing." her eyes are brimming with tears the color of the sunset. I can't hold back this feeling. This guilt.

"That's... Not true. You've got me."
She looks up at me with a hint of confusion in her tear-filled eyes.
"that's a lie... Why are you-"
"I want to be here for you."
I reached my hands out and she takes them. I feel my heart melt as I embrace her. She cries in my arms and I feel a little warm on the inside. Am I a bad person?

No. I'm going to devote myself to this girl... To make up for what I wished upon her.