By red-rose-priestess

Disclaimer: None of the Fruits Basket characters are mine.

Chapter Five

I am confused. He's not himself lately. No matter how I look at it, something has changed and not for the better.

Oh how I wish I could ask him about his troubles and hug him until he lets out his pain.

I cannot. I am unable to do that. I feel that I am inadequate when is comes to him.

He is a poor beautiful tortured soul.

I can't stand this anymore. I have to tell him how I feel.

Walking towards his room, I hear voices. It's more like moaning. It's voices moaning. One is my beloved, the other, is not. Who is with my love?

I peek my head into his room, and see the worst sight imaginable. My love, my life is with another man. Not just any man, I know this man. He was a friend.

I feel betrayed, and I scream out my anger. Both my love and friend turned enemy jump. They turn to me, and both exclaim my name.

I hate the way it sounds on their guilt ridden tongues.

I am outraged as I storm out of the room. I can hear them scrambling after me, and I suddenly realize what I have done. I've embarrassed myself, and there's no going back.

I hear my beautiful crush call after me. It's almost as if he truly cares that I know for whom he cares.

It's all a mess. He and I could never be together, and there's no way in heaven, hell or earth that he wants to be.

I run to me room, and slam the door. He starts pounding on the door, and in a drastic move I push the dresser in front of it.

My breathing is shallow and erratic, as I plan my next move.

No matter how fucking cliché it might be, I plan to swing.

I rip the sheet off my bed and begin to shred it into strips. By the time I've finished my little craft project, it's gone deadly quiet in the hallway. I guess he gave up on me.

Tears begin to pool in my eyes as I tie my sheet made rope on a half-assed noose. I tie one end to the bed and slip it over my neck.

I begin to laugh at the hilarity of it all. I know I have finally cracked.

So as I prepare to crawl out of my second story window, I mutter to myself.

When I finally jump, I feel the wind rush by me ears for a second, and then the sheet pulls taunt.

I am choking and it hurts. I can't breathe and I realize how foolish I've been. Why did I do this?

As I lose oxygen to my brain, my vision begins to darken. My last gasping breath is a painful one and I hate myself for it.

Holy shit! Did I just seriously do that? Now I really don't know where this story is going. Holy shittake mushrooms! Okay well review and tell me how badly you though it sucked or what have you. -Rose