flowers ft. hanahaki
She clutched the other girl's hand, pleading with her. It pained her - and it worsened her condition - seeing her lying here, on her bed. She refused to go to a hospital, she refused to get the surgery, and she refused to believe her.
"Please, I'm not," she covered her mouth to stifle a cough. "I'm not lying to you! I truly love you, and if you'd just believe me -!"
The other girl just laughed.
"I didn't you would stoop this far just to try and save me. This hurts more, all the lies. You wouldn't know, you don't understand how hard it is to be hacking up," she turned her head to the side and coughed harshly for a few seconds before dry heaving a little and spitting out three petals of an amaryllis lily, spots of pinkish mucus decorating the flowers, before turning back to the girl. "Flowers that constantly remind you of the one person you can't have."
The other girl shook her head furiously, desperate to make the girl understand. She coughs lightly into her hand before wiping it on the back of her whitewashed jeans.
"Please, just believe me! Why would I lie to you about this?! I know how you feel, and what good would it do me to lie? All it would do is worsen o-!" she paused again, clearing her throat and swallowing hard.
"I don't want to lose you."
The other girl just stared.
"I've always loved you," she closed her eyes and pulled her hand out of the other girl's grasp, and turned to her side, coughing weakly. It was obvious this particular conversation was over.
The girl standing sighed, and turned away, but not before placing a small kiss on the side of the laying girl's head.
"I've said it before, and I'll say it again until you believe me, I love you."
She let out a shaky breath and turned away, walking hunched over, as if in pain. When the laying girl heard the door click open, she shifted and tilted her head slightly over her shoulder to watch the girl walk away. She couldn't help it.
And her heart froze.
As the door swung shut behind her, the laying girl saw on the back of her jeans a couple of streaks of blood, and a few helianthus petals stuck to her.
She really did know.
She tried to call out to her, but a coughing fit took over, and by the time she managed to spit out a small amaryllis bud, the other girl was gone.