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She turned back to see him, as handsome as ever, with a single rose in his hand. He smirked as he beckoned her to sit next to him. She gave him a warm smile. A smile that could light up the whole city. She took her place beside him.
“Z, I don’t really think you’re allowed to be on my roof at midnight”.
He chuckled at that. He placed an arm around her shoulder, pulling her close.
“I thought you’d be happy to see me, love,” he pouted as he widened his honey kissed eyes with mock sadness.
“Z!” she yelped. He let out a laugh that filled her heart with warmth.
“It’s just dark here,” she sheepishly muttered. He turned back to the sky, put the rose down and opened out his palm as if he could touch the night sky.
“I like it this way, though. It’s only with darkness that you can see the stars.”
His voice echoed. It echoed so loud. Suddenly everything became distorted. She tried holding onto him- his golden curls, his chocolate brown hands, his beautiful face- anything. But he vanished like he always did.
She woke up panting and sweating. Fear took over her. She couldn’t stop shaking. She whispered his name over and over for comfort.
‘Zavier’.
Then, she calmed down.
“It was a dream,” she thought aloud. Why did it have to be a dream? She reached out for her phone, picked it up and dialed a number. It rang for some time.
“ Hi! This is your king Zavier speaking. I’m probably not at home or I'm sleeping so you can leave a message. Peace out!”
Her eyes lit up at hearing his voice. She took a breath, composing herself and then spoke.
“Hey babe. Cassie here.” she paused, “I had another dream. Remember that time you came over because I was grounded? You brought me a rose and talked about the stars. I really did think I was in that moment but, no, it was just a dream.”
She took a quivering breath and titled her head up, blinking furiously. ‘Don’t cry’.
“Every time I wake up, I’m reaching for you but you’re never there. I know I need to stop but I can’t let go of you, Z.”
She faced her window. It was night and it was dark.
“It’s dark out here, babe. I’m scared. I can’t even see the stars. Aren’t you supposed to be with me now? You have to tell me that it’s ok, that everything’s alright.”
…
“Why did you have to die?”
No response. Of course there was no response. She cut the call, feeling her salty tears run down her cheek. Then, she broke down. She sobbed and cried for him.
She was so in love. Even after his death.
There will never be another like you.
You realize that, don't you?
Billions of people will come and go in this world
but there will never be another like you.
Each day means a new twenty-four hours.
Each day means everything's possible again.
You live in the moment, you die in the moment.
You take it all one day at a time.
Tomioka: I just feel this thing eating at the back of my head. It’s degrading my life choices and telling me how I'm worthless. I guess that's why I don’t like myself.
Therapist: Ah yes, and how do you respond to that?
Tomioka: I don’t
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Am I the only one who thinks about bsd pride month? Like just imagine chuuya draping the flag like a coat and yelling at the top of his lungs- “IT’S PRIDE MONTH SUCKERS” like a rabid but majestic dog. And then Dazai goes -”TIME TO BE GAY” and jUmPs oN ChUuYa-
Picture yourself standing on a cliff overlooking the ocean.
The wind is whipping in your hair.
The sun is setting.
You long, body and soul, for one thing. One person.
You hear footsteps behind you. You turn. Who's there?
I was searching for my older sister, yelling her name through the hallways. I wandered into each classroom. No luck. Rudy had after school practice but she usually wasn’t this late. My hand ran along the rigid walls until I heard the scream.
It was piercing and sharp. I ran right towards it. Ms. Gray was on the floor, shivering as if she had seen a ghost. Her hands were clamped on her mouth, her face with sweat along the side and her emerald eyes were fixed on the sight inside the classroom. I sprinted into it and till this date, I wish I could erase the image I’d seen.
The room was coated in blood. It was on every table and chair. The board at the back of the class had a message written using parts of a magazine saying, “THE ANGELS TOLD US TO”. There were ropes dangling in 13 different places across the roof. The most horrifying parts was what lied at the end of the ropes. There were dead bodies. Each body had its own rope which was tied around their necks. I recognized these people. All of them were students who had to say back after school. Their eyes were gouged out. Their fingers were cut. An x was stitched across the mouths of each victim.
Out of all of them, one caught my attention. Dark skin toned, blonde hair and messy clothes. I couldn’t stop the tears from streaming down as the realization hit me.
That was my sister, Rudy.
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