The Next Day

(Curse warning, blood)I woke up and got ready for the day. I then went to the kitchen to make some coffee and toast. I wasn’t good at making food but it was just some plain toast. I finished up breakfast and went to turn on the tv. Anything to stop the silence ringing. If I was going to be honest, I wished that somebody was here with me. Anyone, just to help the pain in my heart. I was getting lost in my thoughts again, because soon I finally snapped out of it and noticed I was crying. I had to get distracted somehow and I was curious about what the others might be doing this morning. So I decided to go on my phone and open up the groupchat.

Group Chat:

Bring the flame: Good Morning everyone!

Ladiesman: hello! Good morning!

Simp .01: Everyone ready for the party tomorrow?! I am!!!

Simp .02: I am only going because you are…

Say what?: What are we talking about again?

Butterfly bitch: Silly, about tomorrow’s party that Genya is hosting y’know your boyfriend?

Say what?: Oh

Biggestbitch: Tch.

Butterfly bitch: Calm down Sanemi, it will be fun.

Huh, they were just talking about the party so nothing really interesting. It seemed like everyone was online except for Gyomei. He is blind though so he isn’t in the chat because how would he text? I then started to type, joining the chat.

Loner: I am not looking forward to the party.

Butterfly bitch: Oh course you aren’t mr. antisocial.

Simp .01: Why not Giyuu?

Bring the flame: Yeah, it will be fun!!

Loner: I’m sick with a cold.

Biggestbitch: sure, a cold. You sure it is just a cold, stupid?

Ladiesman: Well he was only coughing so it seems like a cold.

I then closed my phone, I didn’t want to watch them whine about me. Soon enough they would forget and talk more about the party anyways. So I just got up and left my apartment. I was going to get some groceries because I was running out of food. The store had just what I needed and I wanted to hurry up because I was starting to hurt again. I clutched my chest tightly and headed to the register. As fast as possible, I got out of there and got into my car. Ugh, why did this have to happen to me now? I looked over to the passenger seat that was empty. I wished Sabito was still here, still in my car jamming out to Ariana Grande. Wishing he was still holding my hand and talking about girls. That would never happen again though, he was gone. Up in heaven with my older sister and his other friends. Just a few years ago, my best friend Sabito had died in a bus accident. He was with his friends, heading to some big party. I didn’t go because I wasn’t a party person, but if I went, I would have probably died too. Him and all his other friends had died, only a handful on the bus survived. Everytime I thought about it, I started to tear up. This wasn’t good because now I was crying while my chest was hurting. It just made it worse, and then I started coughing. A little at first and then it got worse, coughing up blood onto my hand. I quickly looked for a napkin and was able to wipe the blood off. Soon I started to drive home, chest still beating and pounding more pain as the time went on. Once I made it to the apartment building, I grabbed my grocery bags and went to my place. Then I put the food away and sat on the couch. I couldn’t bear the pain in my chest and I just kept coughing more and more. I squeezed my eyes shut and a few tears escaped my eyes as I slowly fell off the couch and hit the floor with a thud. Tomorrow would be very hard to go through, especially because I was getting worse. Quickly I picked up my phone and dialed my doctor, telling him about what happened today. The main thing I got out of the call was that I was going to have a doctor’s appointment on Saturday. I looked around and knew I was not going to be able to make it to my room. I would just sleep here on the floor, the pain was very harsh and I didn’t feel like standing. I made one more phone call to my therapist, I was going to set up another appointment soon. I didn’t pay much attention and called.

“Hey, could I schedule an appointment sooner than next Tuesday? I am running out of my medication and my sickness is getting worse, I just need someone to talk to, please?”

“...Giyuu, what are you talking about!?”

I quickly hung up, shit! I called Sanemi by accident, how would I explain to him, he was definitely going to question me at the party. I felt my phone go off, and I knew Sanemi was calling. I wasn’t going to answer, I needed sleep and I was so tired from all the pain and coughing that I passed out like a light.