Yoru no Nozomi
by
.: Sakura . Pie :.
Author's note: Well, here it is, the last installment of YnN. I hope you guys like it! It's your sweet reviews that keep me writing! Also, I PROMISE that my next work won't be so depressing! I'm a generally happy person! Don't think that I'm all about sadness or anything! ^_~ Enjoy! Please R+R!
There I was, huddled in a corner of the hospital. Just...crying. Crying about how lamentable I was, but also crying at how happy I was that it wasn't me. I actually hit myself then. How could I be so lowly? How could I think such a thing?
Crying is a strange thing, isn't it? Sort of like the body's metaphor, letting out tears; letting out sorrow.
I sniffled. I looked up and saw myself looking into the deep lavendar eyes of my best friend, Tomoyo Daidouji. She glided over, full skirts billowing, and sat down at my side.
I heard the news, she said flatly. I'm sorry.
I shrunk into myself. It was so horrible. The more people knew, the more sadness would insue. I didn't want to be surrounded by so much pain. I shook as Tomoyo grasped my cold hand in her warm one.
It won't help Syaoran's wound by being sad. If you have hope, Sakura, everything will be alright. I promise, She stared straight into my eyes, as if she were reading my thoughts. I slowly nodded and stood up.
Hey, will you come with me? I have to get some coffee for my dad, I said. A smile crept across Tomoyo's face as she too stood up.
Let's go, she said. And off we went. I poured 2 cups of coffee for my father, 3 for me, and Tomoyo got herself a cup of raspberry tea. We brought them back to where my father sat.
All I heard was the coffee cups shattering on the floor.
My father was crying.
The surgery doors were open.
Syaoran was dead.
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Pain and sadness all around me. Why repeated itself in my head. Over and over.
Why, why, why...
Tomoyo's eyes filled with tears. My father didn't move. I collapsed into a chair, my body burning with an overload of emotions.
Hate Fear Sadness Confusion Worry Apathy Worthlessness Pain...Pain...Pain...
I think I might have screamed as I ran out of the room, Tomoyo close behind. Threw myself at the door to open it. Ran some more.
The road bridge. Yes. Finally, a way to end it all. In a sort of panicked rage I climbed onto the railing, and stared down at all the cars below. I couldn't stand living like this. Yes, others will come. No, they won't be Syaoran.
I started to let go...
A frightened voice shrieked. Tomoyo. I turned around.
Sakura! What are you doing?! Please, please get off from the bridge...you can't do this, not now...
I slowly climbed off and collapsed into a sort of disheveled heap.
Sakura...Syaoran may be gone. Yes, he can't be brought back. But you have so much more still to live for! What about a career? What about your friends? Don't you want to live? Tomoyo looked so small and helpless. It scared me. She was always there, supporting me. It depressed me to see her like this.
I whispered. I just can't. Life without love is no life at all. How do you expect me to live alone, by myself, with nobody?! How do you expect me to be smiling when I've seen someone die, slowly and painfully?! Tomoyo coiled back in fear. Dammit, how?! I can't take this anymore! I can't take pain, I can't take sadness, I can't take the whole damn world! It's as if---
My words were cut off as I felt myself swooped into a passionate kiss. Tomoyo's warm, soft lips met mine and for one, short moment, I felt all of my emotions disappear. I knew she loved me. It was plain to see. I loved her too. But this...I couldn't just move on to Tomoyo after Syaoran.
I stroked her soft, thick hair for the last time and pulled out of the kiss. Stop. I need to just stop.
And I smiled my last smile as I flew into the cold night air.
THE END
*sniff* Gah! That was depressing! Go eat some sugar, people! *sob*