Rin's POV
It's so dark, I can't see anything. My world has faded to black, seeping color from everything and making it a blank nothingness. I can't hear anything either. Everything is silent. I'm trapped in a dark, soundless world.
I'm scared.
Everything I know and love has vanished, leaving me here in this empty, dark abyss.
I know what is happening. I'm dying. It can't be helped. My existence on this earth is slowly fading, until eventually I'll become nothing. The thought is terrifying.
But what scares me the most is Len. I don't want to leave him. I don't want him to be alone.
I want to stay with him forever.
A warm hand touches my arm and I know it's Len. I reach out to grab his hand, squeezing it, hoping he'll understand my message. Tears start appearing in my eyes again. I can't see, but I can feel.
Len squeezes my hand back, and soon I feel my bed dip down as more weight is shifted onto it. Len sits in my bed with me, both our backs resting against the headboard. His hand never lets go of mine, and he wraps his other arm around my shoulders, pulling my close to him. I rest against him, trying to resist the urge to cry.
The arms around me are so warm, so tender as they hold me. I may not be able to hear anymore, but I still understand the message.
He loves me.
I imagine his voice whispering those words, his arms tightening around me as he does. I've waited so long to hear these words, and now I can't even hear them for myself. This thought makes the tears still in my eyes start flowing.
I respond in the only way I can; I squeeze his hand tightly and rest my head back on his shoulder.
He leans his cheek on my head and sighs.
I know he's thinking the same thing I am: why did we wait so long to express our feelings? When my time for this world is running so short.
There were so many opportunities for us to confess, times when I wasn't sick. I don't know why neither of us did. Maybe we were too afraid. Maybe, in a way, we already knew, and just didn't say anything.
Whatever the reason, I really wish we had done it sooner.
We are running out of time. I have so much I want to do with him, but I know I'll never have the chance. My life will be cut short before I even get the chance to live it with him.
It wasn't fair.
The tears start to come faster and I feel Len's hand gently wipe them away. I bury my head in his chest and he just holds me, lightly stroking my hair. He kisses the top of my head and then his breath is lightly blowing in my ear. He's whispering something.
Small vibrations start to run through his chest, and I can tell he's singing. Singing for me.
I hope it's not a sad song.
A/N: I'm sorry I haven't been writing a lot. There's so much drama and crap happening in my life I just can't write right now. I sincerely apologize to those waiting for me to update
