Flowers- a Hanahaki Shinkami AU

Chapter Seven

Kaminari POV:

I knew it was coming. It was going to happen today. I had had the disease for two weeks. My time was up. The flowers were taking over.

I sat on my floor, curled up in a ball. And that's when it started. I spat the first flower of that night, a light purple orchid, onto the floor. It was soaked in so much blood, I could hardly tell the color. More flowers came after that, all different varieties and shades of purple.

Purple.

His hair. The softest thing ever. A beautiful shock of color on top of his pale, sorrowful face.

Purple.

His eyes. The most beautiful things I had ever seen. The gems that lit up my world. The eyes that, the last time I had seen them, had been full of confusion and regret.

Purple.

The flowers that were slowly killing me.

I was on my hands and knees now, tears and mucus and blood streaming down my face. My body sparked and crackled.

Flower after flower fell from my mouth, my jaws open in a silent scream. A cry for help to the boy who I knew would never love me.

The vines came next, wrapping their way up my head, sinking into my skin, piercing my cheeks and my forehead, but for some reason sparing my eyes. They carved deep gashes into my neck, like a living choker made from my own hatred and pain and love. The black thorny branches constricted my chest, squeezing tighter and tighter until I could no longer breathe.

I panted, desperate for air. I just wanted another chance.

I gasped once, and the vines tightened their hold.

I collapsed, now laying on my stomach. My arms were stretched out on either side of my body. New flowers bloomed from the wretched, terrible vines that tore along my body. Golden and violet flowers. Growing together from the same branch.

Blood poured from my mouth.

"Please," I whispered, reaching my hand out for someone, anyone to save me. "Doesn't even an unlovable person deserve to live?"

And then I felt my heart break. Torn apart by the love growing inside of it.