maybe it was stupid to refuse the operation, but Risa couldn't
let go of the feeling. the feeling of carding her hands through Yui's hair. the feeling of Yui's favorite sweater. the gentle rush she felt when Yui walked into a room. the need to hang onto her every word. Yui. Yui. Yui.
how could she let go when it felt so good? how could it feel so good when it hurt so bad? every breath felt like a knife, and it got harder and harder to function normally. and people began to see how sick she was getting. the bags under her eyes grew and she began to lose weight until her clothes hung off her like limp noodles.
and Yui. how could she even think about forgetting her when Yui cared so much? she, who brought her hot soup everyday. who tucked her into bed when she wasn't strong enough to move herself. who cried when Risa was finally admitted to the hospital after collapsing.
but still. she continued to cough up petals. she loves me. she loves me not. she loves me. she loves me not. the petals seemed to taunt Risa, increasing with every passing day. but still she held on, refusing to forget. refusing to let go.
Yui. Yui. Yui.
her name on her tongue. a fully bloomed primrose bloomed from her lips.
good night.goodbye.
i love you.i'm sorry.
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Keyakizaka46 one shots
FanfictionKeyakizaka46 one shots Story themes A= Angst F= Fluff M= Sexual Content