Beneath the Window

by LavenderIceCream

Time can move on but she was still trapped behind the bars of pills, of hospital beds, of surgeries, of the gray life of ash when the fire had long gone cold. What would have happened a couple years into the future had Kaori lived through the surgery but had to live in the hospital for the rest of her life. One shot. Kaori-centric.

She was left behind by everyone. There was no one left in the hospital room anymore.

Kaori stared out the window. The same exact suburban scene as yesterday, last week, last month, the past ten years, lay behind it. Gently blue, the clear sky smiled down with all the warmth that she couldn't feel from her clean little prison cell. Softly pink, the blossoms of spring blushed and fluttered with all the softness that she couldn't feel in her cold metal room.

Blazing silver and gold was the music she could no longer pull away from her violin in her sanitized grave.

It was spring again but not to her. She would always be trapped in these walls to be preserved, chained with the fear of slipping away into the embrace of death, the stillness of no season but eternal time.

Tremors knocking her knees together like drums of bones, Kaori shakily stood. She clawed her way to the window sill. Envy snapping and harsh, mocking and cold, sneering and cruel, bitterness choked her breath more than her sickness. Envy was all the happiness she could have had torn away with impossibility.

Her legs gave way and she slithered to the spotless floor. Light streamed out above her, never reaching the shadows beneath the window.