A/N-thingy: After my collection of funny chapters on Yoite (The Yoite-series!) I've decided to try out a not-so funny chapter! Yes, angst, I try thee.
I'm not sure if I've succeeded though so... Let me know what you think?

If I'm not really bad at writing angst and stuff, I'm going to do it more!
If I am as bad as I think... Well, I'll stick with humor then.

Let me know what you think, pretty please?
Review oh, please, please, plea-aa-se!

Hear my prayer.

I don't know exactly how long I've been lying here, staring at the pure-white wall in front of me with my hands clutching the blanket around me.

I think it's been about two hours since I've woken up. Maybe three? I guess it could even be four... I'm not sure.

A sigh, again. That's the twentieth. I know that for sure since I've been counting them. Pathetic? No, just lost. I don't know why, though.

I had woken up from a dream I can't even remember the contents of and had immediately felt like something was off – not right.

Like I'd forgotten something or that something big was going to happen. I don't know, I can't quite explain the feeling.

I'm just... Feeling it.

Biting down on my nails, I turn to look at my cellphone with a frown. It's been lying there on my desk, innocently waiting to be used again.

Somehow, looking at the thing makes me shiver nervously. Why on earth is my body reacting to it? What am I expecting?

As if to answer, the thing bleeps twice, alerting me of an incoming message.

I swallow the lump in my throat and step out of the bed, shivering slightly when my naked feet make contact with the cold floor.

Who is it? Who could it be?

I bite down hard on my nails, tasting a small tinge of metallic in my mouth when I've managed to make my skin crack and bleed.

Dropping my hand to my side, I breath in deeply and walk forward, my footsteps being the only sound to fill the eerie-silent room.

Step. Step. Step. Step – Silence.

Reaching forward, I grab the thing now in front of me and flip it open, staring down at the display with a puzzled look. An unknown sender. Great.

Opening it, I can't help but find myself biting down on my fingernails once again as my eyes scan over the message, taking in every word, every letter of what has been sent to me...

"You're my only hope.
You know what I've done, what I see, how people treat me, everything I think and feel. You're the only one who will believe me and understand me.
Please, take my life.
I don't know why you keep me alive. I've had enough. I'm asking you, hear my prayer. Please, Miharu. End it tonight."

Dropping the cellphone to the floor, I turn on my heels and run out the door, barely hearing the object hit the floor with a loud thud.

I have to see him. NOW. I have to get to him... Yoite!

Once out the door, I don't hear the cellphone bleep twice yet again, alerting me of yet another incoming message.

"Miharu. I'm sorry – I love you. I'm so sorry."


Hm. Right. This is the best I could do!
I'm not used to writing long chapters so, yeah, short it is!

I hope you've enjoyed it,
(Helpful) critique is very much welcomed!

Thanks for reading.