Erasermic hanahaki "Only You"

The Silence Before the Storm

Shota's POV:

I woke up to the sound of a car horn on the street below. I slowly lifted myself from my bed, the memory of last night still fresh in my mind. My phone said that is was 5:11 AM. The sun was still resting, the moon continuing to shine. I felt happy, but also sick to my stomach. "Why the hell did I let Yamada see my cuts?! I should have been more careful." Though I had just been caught for it, I felt as if I still had to cut.

I pulled up my pants leg and grabbed my razor blade from inside my nightstand. I started to cut into my legs opposed to cutting into my wrists. With every cut, I thought of the blond. "He would hate me if he knew I was doing this..." *Cough* I felt the familiar feeling in my throat and quickly made my way to the bathroom.

The vomiting and coughing of whole flower petal had become normal to me. As time passed by, I started to even cough and barf up whole flowers. It was pretty bad now. I could feel the flowers thorns in my throat alot of the time and I sometime even cough them up.

It was excruciating, but I didn't have the money for the surgery and there was no way in HELL that I would confess. I sighed and walked out of the bathroom. "Why me?" I thought. I pulled open the curtains and sat on my bed, looking out the window. I knew it sounded crazy, but I was glad Hizashi was back. Even if we would never be anything other than friends.

I felt HAPPY around him. It hurt, but I was happy. I saw the sun start to rise and I laid back down, actually feeling able to sleep for once. Today was the last day of summer break before the start of school. "I wonder what Zashie is doing... eh, he's probably hanging out with his girlfriend. I felt my eye lids grow heavy as I laid there, alone with my thoughts.

[A few hours later]

Shota's POV:

I woke up to knocking on my door. I was pretty tired and wasn't good at waking up in the mornings when I DID fall asleep. I slowly got up and walked through my bedroom door. "I'm coming!" I said loudly, not quite yelling. I stopped in my tracks for a minute. "Since when do I answer the door? Hmm... I must have gotten into the habit when I started letting Nemuri in."

I took a mental note to curse myself out for that and continued towards the door. I opened it and poked my head out. "Zashie?-" He grabbed my hand and walked into my apartment. "Hey! What the hell!" He sat us down on the couch and held both my hands in his. "We need to talk."

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