Kuroko no Basket One Shots - One More Shot

Miscarriage - Daiki

Requested by @kaerie (>^ ^)> Thank you for all the support and kind comments :3

| Aomine Daiki |

There's blood on the carpet and on your hands, and your mind burns with just one thought - this can't be happening, this can't be happening - but the red liquid doesn't quit pooling at your thighs.

All you remember is the feeling of falling, every sharp edge of the stairs banging and bruising your body.

You're desperate, desperate to let her live, because there was no way you'd be able to look at yourself properly if she left you.

It was your fault, it was all your fault that there was a chance she'd never get to see the light of the world, that you'd never get to hold her close at 3 in the morning when she wouldn't stop wailing.

You can just make out the black screen of your phone beside your hip and you almost claw at it.

Hello? Babe, you alright?

Help me - please.

What's wrong?

There's so much blood, Daiki.

You're left staring at the pool of dark red and you can't believe what's happened.

Something slips underneath you but you can't get a hold of what it is, you can't get a hold of anything, not even the floor you sat on, and you're carried somewhere. The pool fades away from your sight but you can still see the same colour tainting the skin of your fingers.

Stay with me, I'm begging you.

-

She was going to grow up as your baby girl, his baby girl.

She was supposed to enter your life crying and screaming.

She was going to wake you up in the middle of the night with horrendous sobs and Daiki would whisper to you go back to sleep, I'll take care of her.

And you wanted that even, crazy screams that would ring in your ears because it still meant that she was healthy and alive.

-

We lost her.

There were tears in Daiki's eyes as well, welling up and falling down from the corners.

He held you in his arms as you screamed and sobbed, slamming your fists against his broad chest.

I hate myself.

Hey, don't-

I hate myself so much.

If I just hadn't - if I just stayed in my room - stupid cravings, stupid stairs.. stupid me.

I'm so sorry, I'm so damn sorry.

You stared at your fingers, remembering the dark red that seeped through your fingers. They were clean now, no trace of blood.

I hate myself.

I love you.

You're loving a disaster, Daiki.

[ ~ ]

I HOPE YOU FIND THE ENDING INTERESTING AND KIND OF LIKE A CLIFFHANGER IDK LOL OKAY IM BEING WEIRD BYYYYEEE

((FIRST TIME WRITING ABOUT A MISCARRIAGE))