The sound of the heart monitor that was keeping my friend alive, well my friend and boyfriend. I love that boy, he's my everything. If he died now I don't know what I'd do. He's helped me so much, he's helped me get over the fact Kurosaki doesn't love me like I'd want him to. Ishida does, and it breaks my heart to watch him struggle for his life in a bed.
After everything we've been through, one accident might bring his short life to an end. I felt tears prick my eyes as I thought of this, I loved him too much. He can't leave me, not now. It's all that Kat's fault. Kat being the new English transfer student, although I'm sure she hadn't intended on doing it, she'd led him across the road where the car had hit him.
I had been stood there on the other side of the road, screaming for them to watch out.
Then there was a squeal of brakes, then a scream belonging to me and then silence. I remember putting him into the recovery position hoping somehow he'd be fine. I remember carefully running my fingers through his raven hair whispering words of comfort to him. Things like, 'Ishida you're going to be ok,' turns out I was only trying to console myself and even then my own words didn't comfort me.
Flash back
I ran into the middle of the road to where Ishida laid not moving, not speaking. As foolish as it was to run out like that, I didn't care. I wanted, needed to get to Ishida.
"Ishida-kun," I cried.
"Uryuu please wake up, I'm sorry Uryuu I didn't know," Kat's voice broke as she spoke, her English accent as strong as ever.
"Ishida-kun, quit acting," I smiled at him. My smile faded when I turned him on his side to notice blood coming out of his ears.
End of flashback
I heard Ishida moan slightly in his sleep, I guess the pain was too much for him. I sat in the chair beside him before gently taking one of his hands and rubbing my thumb back and forth in his palm.
"Inoue-san," he said so quietly it was barely audible.
"Ishida-kun I'm here," I replied.
"Where's that English girl?" he asked.
"Kitty-san she left, she seems to think it's her fault that the driver accelerated," I replied softly.
He slowly turned his face to face me, I definitely didn't like what I saw. I still loved him but his face was stitched in at least 4 places, his eyes didn't quite point forwards. Then I realized there was a reason for this, he didn't have his glasses on his face. It was only when I realized this that I truly appreciated his eyes. They were so beautiful, so appealing.
"Inoue-san," he said, his voice was hoarse most likely from not using it for a while.
"Yes Ishida-kun," I asked, he now had my undivided attention.
"You know I love you don't you?" he asked, "always have even when you had that crush on Kurosaki, I still sat back and watched even though I loved you. I wanted you to be happy," he added.
"Ishida-kun," I smiled, he was so nice, "I am happy, I love you, forget Kurosaki-kun."
He smiled as I leant down and kissed his pale cheekbone, I then put my head next to his before I spoke again.
"But I'll tell you this Ishida-kun. I don't like seeing you in pain, if it hurts so much to keep living please give up. I don't want to lose you, but I don't want you to be in pain either," I said, "who knows we might even see each other again," I added.
"I'm hanging on for you, Inoue-san," he replied.
"No Ishida-kun please for me give up, I can see you're in pain. Pain that I can't heal Ishida-kun," I said sadly.
He smiled at me, and then he closed his eyes as I wrapped my arms around him. Careful not to disconnect the tubes that were attached to him. A couple of minutes later he went limp and lifeless. I knew then that he'd given up. I never thought he'd listen to me and give up, or maybe he couldn't fight any more. Either way I sat there and cried into his midnight hair of the body of my Ishida-kun. My everything was gone.