It takes a few hours to finish our conversation with Erika and Walker. ...Let me fix that; my conversation. Shizu-chan doesn't contribute very much.
After leaving the restaurant, I hold Shizu-chan's hand and skip beside him.
"Could you stop being so obnoxious?" He asks, scowling, but rolling his eyes to show he's mostly joking.
I smile at him and shake my head. "Nope."
He lets go of my hand. "Then you don't get to hold my hand."
I pout. "Meanie."
We come to an intersection. The light for walkers turns red right as we arrive. Regardless, I step out onto the road.
"Stop it you idiot. You're going to get honked at." My boyfriend scolds name and tries to grab my arm to pull me back.
"Don't worry," I tell him, smiling and dodging his hold. "I do this all the time. It's perfectly okay."
I smirk at him and skip to the middle, "Come on, don't be so scared." I dodge in between ongoing cars.
I look at Shizu-chan, who gives be a grim expression.
"What?" I ask him, tilting my head, almost tauntingly.
"Izaya. Don't move. Stay where you are."
"You're being ridiculous," I laugh off his warning and turn around to take a few steps away from him.
"Iza-" I don't hear the end of the word. I feel myself flying through the air and an immense pain strewn across miy boddy. Soon I crash into the aspalt, but I don't feel anything.
For some reason the first thought that comes to mind is how Shizu-chan has dealt with this pain in the past. I feel guilt for having trucks crash into him.
I can't really hear anything distinct, just a bunch of background noise. Slowly, I try to open my eyes. When I succeed, my whole vision is blurry and I see a red film covering everything, especially thick beside where I lay.
I can't lift my head no matter how hard I try, so I'll never really know what exactly crashed into me. I know it was some type of vehicle, but I'm not sure if it was a truck or car.
I gaze in front of me and see my lover rushing towards me. I'm not quite sure if he's crying or my vision is so blurry that I'm seeing it incorrectly.
I smile at him. Don't cry, Shizu-chan. It was entirely my fault. You have no part in this. I know I can't open my mouth. It takes all the energy I have just to breathe. This is why I try to convey my feelings to him.
I need him to know how much his role in my life has meant to me. I'm worthless and altogether awful, but somehow he still loves me, and I love him. Most people will rejoice when they hear of this accident, but he actually sheds tears for me. I love him so much I can't exactly say how much.
"S-sh-zu-ch-" That's all I can muster. I feel like crying. I'm not necessarily sad I'm dying. I really do deserve it, but I want to let the one person who cares about me to know I care about him. I don't cry, though. I can't.
I close my eyes. It takes too much energy to keep them open. As I sit here, bleeding, I wonder: What does the world have in store for me now? I've never believed in a God, nor necessarily an afterlife. Will I be proven wrong or right?
I feel something, which shocks me. I open one eye enough to see my surroundings and see Shizu-chan. I smile. I will never forget you, no matter what happens next.
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Please don't hate me forever! Anyway, if enough people ask for it, I'll make an epilogue, but for now this is goodbye. I'm glad to have an audience as wonderful as all of you! I love you all!
Bye, bye! (For the last time.)
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Psychopathic Love (Shizaya)
Fanfiction*****Completed******* Izaya Orihara is a strange person. On the outside he seems heartless and even psychotic. However, on the inside, he suffers through his own problems. After a devastating turn of events, Izaya ends up revealing his soft, fragile...
