CHAPTER 2, PART 5
AM I GONNA GIVE YOU UP?
"We missed you so much!" Natsuki lets go of Sayori.
It's been almost three and a half weeks since Sayori left for the hospital. She stayed to be with her father, and have her medication adjusted as needed by her doctors. I'm sure it will take some time for her to get used to being back at school with her new medication, but I'm glad she's getting the help she's needed. I couldn't bear to watch her suffer the way she was anymore. Granted, I only knew she was suffering for a day and a half beforehand, but I still couldn't stand to see her that way.
"Welcome back, Sayori!" I say to her, then wrap her in a big, warm hug.
"I knew you guys would miss me, but not this much!" She hugs me back. "I missed you guys too, though!"
"Here, let me get your bags for you." I let go of her and go to open the trunk of the cab... but...
There's no bags in here?...
"I was uh... actually about to tell you..." Sayori turns to me, her smile completely gone from her face.
"Tell us.. what?.."
"I'm..." She struggles to find the words. "I'm... not staying here, in town anymore... not for quite a while, at least."
"Wh-... What?..."
"Wh-while I was in the hospital..." She takes a deep breath in. "I... tried to commit... suicide..." She says, almost whispering the words to me. My heart sinks into my stomach as I'm trying to wrap my head around the words I've just heard.
She... tried to kill herself? Why? Why would she do that?!
"The doctors told me it'd be best if I were to move back home for a while, you know.. keep me from trying that again..."
So... she's on suicide watch now?... What...
"Sayori.. what does this mean... for our relationship?" I take her hand, and wrap it in mine. Tears start to well up inside both myself and Sayori.
"It means..." Her hand slips out of my grip. "It means this is goodbye, Shin..." A tear drips down her face.
All of this is just.. hitting me so goddamn hard, and all at once.
"I just... came here to pack my stuff... and say goodbye..."
It's almost on that cue, that soft thunder breaks the sad silence between us.
"D-do you need help packing?" I ask, reluctantly.
"I think I can handle it on my own. Thank you, though."
I think I'm gonna go back to my place. Let me know when you're leaving?"
"Y-yeah."