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A Boy's Farewell to the World
I'm alive. I never expected to live after what I did. I watched the blood seep out of my body through the gashes in my wrists. It was a rush, watching such a strange thing. Almost frightening, the seductiveness of the act. But here I am with bandaged wrists, vowing to never do that again. Heero stares at me with tired eyes. From his disheveled appearance I can guess that he's been here for a while. "How long have I been here?" My voice cracks from disuse. I must have been out for days. "Six days." The silent question was in his eyes. Why, Duo? "How long have you been here?" "Six days." Why didn't you tell me, Duo? "Have you gotten much sleep?" "No." Why, Duo? His silent question deafens me and I turn away. I am ashamed. I caused Heero pain. Surely he must have read my letter. I can feel his eyes on me. The question. Why, Duo? It hurts. "Stop looking at me like that..." He turns away, but I can still hear his question. Why, Duo? |