Karmagisa Oneshots

Overdose

My footsteps were the only sound as I was walking the empty hallway.

Once I reached the room I entered
"..."
I was in a dark room, the only light was coming from the moon to the open window.
"...."
"...the nurse told me you aren't eating" I spoke out
"...."
He only responded with silence
".....Nagisa please"
Right as I said that he slowly turned around and glared at me
"I'd rather die"
"....."
I could only look down with sadness overcoming me.
It pained me to see Nagisa in this state
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Had I known sooner, could he have been saved?

Flashback
For the past couple of days I've noticed that Nagisa began acting different.
He was less cheerful and more distant.
"Nagisa...."
"Yes?" He smiled
"Are you feeling ok?"
He tilted his head in confusion
"Why do you ask?"
"....no reason" I smiled after seeing that he was acting like his normal self
I pushed aside his sudden behavior as some sort of phase he went through...but I didn't know he was already broken and beyond repair at that point.

2 weeks passed by and we had a group project.
I was lucky to be paired up with Nagisa and we chose to go to his house.

The minute we got there we began working on the project.
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"...."
The silence between us as we were working was awkward
"How's your mom?" I asked breaking the silence
"...fine"
"....."
"....."
The silence again
"Nagisa?"
"Yeah"
"Why don't we go somewhere this Sunday, it's been a while since I've hung out with my best buddy"
"....I'd like that...but I'm going to be gone that day"
"Are you going somewhere? Without me?"
He chuckle slightly
"Sorry, I can't take you with me" he smiled apologetically
"Maybe next time"

Once we finished Nagisa walked me out
"Call me when you're free that way we can hang out together" I told him
"Sure, bye Karma" he waved
"See you" I waved back and walked away

When I made it back home I noticed I left my phone over at Nagisa's place.
'At least I get to see him again'

I walked out and went back to his house.

When I got there I knocked on the door
"...."
"???"
I knocked again
"....."
"Nagisa! It's me!" I yelled
The door still wasn't opening so I kicked it open to let myself in.
"You better have a good reason as to why you didn't open the door!" I yelled
"...."
"Nagisa?"
I began getting worried so I looked around the house
"Nagisa!? Where are you!?"
I had checked ever single room minus his bedroom, he always made it clear to never enter.
"Nagisa!"
I quickly opened the door and came inside
"!!!"
I froze at the sight infront of me.
Nagisa was on the floor, his wrist covered in blood, pills and alcohol bottles surrounding him
"Nagisa!"
I ran over to him and checked his pulse
He was still alive!
"Hang on Nagisa!"
I picked him up and ran as fast as I could to the nearest hospital

When I got to the hospital I looked down to see how he was doing
He was half conscious and overdosed, but alive

After I was told Nagisa was going to survive I stayed by his side everyday as he slowly recovered.
And once Nagisa was conscious he began to loath me more and more everyday.
It was fine if he hated me, as long as he was alive.
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One day when I went to visit him
"You should have let me die" he said looking out the window
"Nagisa that wouldn't solve anything"
"...it would for me"
"Dying doesn't solve anything!?" I yelled, pushing my chair back
"....you can't force a person to live when they want to die"

After that Nagisa spoke to me less and less.
It was clear he hated my presence.

I always think to myself if I made the right choice.
Should I have just let him die?
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How much would it have hurt if he died?
Would it hurt more that now?
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I guess I'll never know...I'll have to live with my choice for the rest of my life.