As of late, I have designated myself as Sakuya's caregiver and she hasn't been in the best of mind and health. She's been sick a few times in the night and throughout the day. She spends most of her time in bed quite often, yes, and she never did seem to be able arise. She's wanted nothing more than something to live for and held out hope that the emergency services would arrive. Even though I knew it would be better to tell her the truth, I couldn't for fear of breaking her heart. She was close to death and we knew not how much long she has to live, so, in her final times, it would be best to allow her to die happy. Alas, she seemed to be unaware that she was nearing the end. She would stare out of the window-frame, with half opened and dimmed blue eyes, muttering something about the emergency services arriving. Everytime, I would visit her, I felt my heart shatter and I would just wish that she would just fall asleep and never awake, a peaceful death, just as she will have liked and nicer end to her suffering.
One day, I found her struggling to get into her clothes. I couldn't understand why it is she's even gotten out of bed at all, being so very ill. When I asked her if she was alright, she answered, "Just waiting for the emergency services to arrive..." She had promptly fainted, a faltering smile on her face. I checked for a pulse. There was one but I doubt she'd awake. I put her back into bed, my heart shattering into peices. I pulled a white sheet over her head, saying, "Sleep well, Sakuya dear." She wasn't dead yet but I doubt she would come out of her comatose state. A couple of days later, she awoke, to my surprise but she couldn't get out of bed. When she saw me, she told me she tasted something funny. I pointed out that gums were bleeding and that she might have severe gingivitis.
Still, she asked me if the emergency services were to arrive. Naturally, not wanting to crush her hopes, I replied, "Yes, they will come and they will take you to the dentist to have your gum diseased fixed." Over the next few weeks, she mentioned something of strange spots on her arms and legs, blood when she goes to the toilet, and an even more persistant headache, nausea, and fever.
After awhile, death started to take her bit by bit. As she was in her final hours, she looked at me and said, "They'll come when I'm asleep, will they?" I told her to sleep well and that she'll need all of her rest for when they come, taking her hand as I did so. After telling her that, I opted to tell her of all the happy things that she'd like and continued doing so, until, she said, "No more, Yuuka, no more, I'm too tired to hear anymore." She closed her eyes and her hand started go limp. As a tear rolled down my face, I said, "Good night, Sakuya dear, say hello to Flandre, Remilia, Meiling, and Patchouli for me."
She never awoke
She's very talkative
Yes, she is indeed very talkative but what
will she say
now?