Stay. ~ [COMPLETED]

Memories and other things that go away

Rantaro P.O.V

My voice breaks from all the desperate screaming and crying. But there were truly no more tears left to cry. I shout and I keep on shouting their names but all I get is the silent scream of nothing. I've been searching for nearly forever now, just one sign, one clue that my sisters were out there. I've been told to give up, but I couldn't. Could you really give up on your family so simply?

But then I hear something, something I have been wishing for. A response.

"Oniisan.. help us!"

My heart wrenches as I desperately follow the voice. They're alive! They're alive! I run and I run through the black and I see them. All 12 of them, back turned to me. It was weird, you'd think they would be happy to see me. They weren't. They're all looking into the black nothingness.

'I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry."

"Sorry doesn't bring us back, Rantaro."

I know it doesn't. You can't smash a plate, say sorry to it, and expect it to suddenly piece back together. Like trust. Trust, such a beautiful but fragile thing.

They all turn to face me. They don't look like the people I knew before. Their eyes said it all. There was no more shine in them, no more hope, no more...

"We hate you Rantaro. You lost us. Can't you see that we were better without seeing you?! Ever again?!"

Hearing my own sisters say that pierced me like a sharp knife. I didn't realise... I.. I just wanted them back. The voice was loud and forceful, and it kept on shouting and shouting, screaming, and yelling.

'Horrible Brother!'

'Shame on you!'

'We hate you!'

Imsorryimsorryimsorryimsorryimsorryimsorry.

No P.O.V

Rantaro woke up abruptly, he didn't even realise his own cold tears streaming like a river down his face. Another nightmare. Rantaro looked out his window, only to discover that the sky was feeling the same as he was. The rain of his tears and the bellowing thunder of his heart, which still had not recovered from his nightmare.

It was too loud for a place so quiet. He gently removed his hand from the other's and covered himself with the blanket, covered his ears with his hands, and closed his eyes. It was too much. Oh, how much he wanted to hide, simply stop and disappear. It was so hot and so cold, the earth felt like an earthquake beneath him, his head was spinning and spinning, as if it couldn't stop.

His covers no longer gave him the warmth they had once supplied. Rantaro sat, awake in a somewhat dazed and anxious state. He had these types of nightmares every night so why... why couldn't he get used to them? Every feeling he was feeling now, he had already felt. Despair, loss, pain, and hurt... It wasn't his best moments. He quietly tried to calm himself, taking into consideration the Korekiyo still sleeping next to him. Well, Rantaro thought he was sleeping.

"Rantaro? What are you doing awake? Are you okay?"

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