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Prompt Story (MFW)

Prompt From @rosey-reads

“I’m sorry.” “Are you really?” “No, I just thought that that’s what you wanted to hear.” “Get out.”

Writing Prompt #1

One night. One thunderstorm. One loud bitter remark. One slam against the door.

One moment could’ve saved you.

Why didn’t I stop you? Why didn’t I beg for forgiveness? Why did I have to value my pride in that moment and lose what really matters?

Why did I have to lose you?

The crash. The total wreckage. Your body, ripped in half. Your gentle face, slightly burned. Your eyes, missing from their place.

The autopsy revealed your pregnancy to me.

I don’t really remember much after that.

Your funeral was hard to plan. No matter what I did, it never felt enough for you.

You deserved so much.

They couldn’t even have you in a open coffin.

Your body was cremated. The ashes were buried with a seed of a tree from Kyushu. A childhood tree of yours, where you had your countless childhood memories.

It’s fitting, someone who’s so full of joy and life to continue living on to bring the same joy to others.

I hope you like it.

The hardest part of the funeral was facing your family. Daisuke, your mother, crying tears.

Your dad was at the other end. We made eye contact.

It was like our wedding.

He came up to me. Just like he did with you in tow.

“You broke your promise.”

I looked him in the eyes.

“I’m sorry.”

“Are you really?”

I’m not sorry. I’m regretful beyond words. I’m mourning and lost.

I’m lonely again.

But I can’t tell him.

“No, but I thought that’s what you wanted to hear.”

His eyes arrow in anger.

“Get out.”

With that, I leave your funeral. It was too painful anyway.

Life, is too painful.

At least, without you.

A/N: It’s a quickie, but I hope you guys enjoy it. I wrote this in mind with Yamato Kougami as the narrator, but I tried making it ambiguous enough so you can replace it with your guy of choice. As always, comments and criticism is always welcome, and thank you for reading! :D

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I missed calls from a place I applied to twice, and they didn’t leave a message at all, but they eventually called at a time when I had my phone so hopefully these folks will do the same with you

I remembered to check my email and found they had sent the contact info! I just did a brief preliminary interview on the phone and am going to an interview tomorrow

*muffled internal screaming*

Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.