79. Worthless
Running, not caring that she'll break apart, Rin races away, tears threatening her vision.
"Such a worthless doll. Why did that man ever decide to keep such a thing?"
"It has no real value. His best work? What nonsense."
"It's just a doll. That fool wanted to protect nothing but trash."
Brambles tug at her dusty dress, ripping tears into the beautiful fabric.
"Rin means everything to me! Leave her alone!"
"Dare to backtalk me, murderer, even with a gun pressed to your head?"
Years and years have passed since that day, so long ago, when the person she loved the most had looked up at her from where he was pinned to the ground, his eyes wet, but a small smile on his face.
"Rin, I love-"
Boom!
Rin's eyes squeeze shut upon the painful, blood-stained memory. That day, she lost him, forever.
She sat on her shelf at home, never moving, waiting with a foolish hope that maybe, just maybe, he'd return to her. Her body became frail, chipped, weak, but still she waited, until she finally realized he was never coming back.
Rin has to see him, one last time. Before her body crumbles to dust, she has to see him. A worthless doll like her may not deserve it, but she can't bear the thought of never laying her eyes upon his name again.
Even now, bits and pieces are disappearing of her, but she can't stop now. She's so close to him now, can remember his smile like it was just yesterday she was with him, can hear his laughter and his voice and feel his warmth and-
Taking staggering, labored steps forward, she drops to the ground, knowing she'll never get up again. Her legs have failed her now, and she can't keep the tears from racing down over her porcelain face as she gazes at the stone before her.
Len Kagamine, it reads in bold engravement.
I miss you, her mind says, but for some reason she can't speak, and her mouth tastes of ash.
Slowly, heavily she touches the name, feeling the cool stone under her fingertips. I'm sorry, she wants to say. I'm sorry I'm so worthless.
"Rin."
That voice…
Her head moves up to see him. Standing there within bright white light, he's holding out his hand for her, that smile she loved so vibrant on his expression. A miracle, before her eyes.
Len's come for her, at last.
"I'm sorry for having left you alone for so long. You've suffered far more than enough."
Somehow, she finds the strength to move, to reach out, unhesitating in taking his hand. The tears flow even more so now, but not with sadness; only an unbridled joy.
She can feel her body crumbling away and fading, but it's okay now. Rin doesn't feel afraid or unwanted anymore. She isn't scared of dying alone, anymore.
Finally, after always faithfully waiting for him, the broken doll is reunited with the loved one she lost.
A/N: Based off of 'Dolls'.