A/N:
Hm... I was bored, so I wrote this.
Characters: Satoko, Rika.
Satoko's POV.
That's Enough
Rika has been my closest friend for as long as I can remember. She would never judge my family over the dam incident. She would never hurt my family on purpose, despite the fact she is the deity of one of the Three Families of Hinamizawa. She isn't like the Sonozaki's, or the town leader, Kiichiro. She's always loved me and treated me like her sister.
Yet, in return for her kindness, she is only given grief.
Rika put her body on the line for my welfare. She defied her parents in order to save my life. She put my soul, my conscious being before her own and for that, I am very grateful. Because of Rika, I am getting better. Because of Rika, I'll soon be able to leave the clinic and go home with her. Because of Rika, I will recover.
Yet, in return for her blood, she is only given sorrow.
Rika is the most kind-hearted person I know. She cried tears of mourning when disaster struck my family. She cried tears of rage when the town turned against my brother and I. She cried tears of joy when Irie informed her of my slow, yet possible recovery. Rika would never leave my side, never. Not in this world, not in the next.
Yet, in return for her devotion, she is only given loneliness.
Rika is dying. At night, when she thinks I am asleep, I hear her speaking; to whom, I am not yet certain. Her mouth weaves tales of death, of deception, of Hinamizawa never being permanent and trying to defeat her fate. Is she talking to herself? Is she talking to a spirit? Upon questioning, Rika never answers. Upon offers of help, Rika simply smiles and with a 'ni-pah!', is quick to change the subject.
"Hanyuu..." I hear her whisper a name I've never heard before. "I'm tired of living like this. I'm tired of seeing my friends suffer."
Rika paused, swirling a glass of juice in her hand, her dark-blue hair blocking her face as she stared distantly into the night sky. The chirp of cicada were louder than usual during this time of year.
"I know... I just wish," Rika appeared to be thinking. "I just wish I didn't have to live anymore, over and over again. Why won't you just let me die? Let me die, Hanyuu. I can't do this anymore."
Rika is the best friend anyone could ever have. She puts up with my pranks, my childishness, my tantrums. She laughs when I annoy her and misses me when I am not around. She doesn't even mind when I tease Keiichi.
Yet, in return, she will not have her wishes granted. Hanyuu, whoever you are, please; allow my best friend, everyone's best friend to leave this world. She'll be happier in the afterlife. Come on, Hanyuu.
That's enough.
A/N:
Hm... Satoko usually isn't as grown up as this, but I think I did a pretty good job.
Angst, much?