Me and Ray walked home, Ray held onto my sleeve. "You should apologize to Sora, it's been weeks." I should. I need her. I wish I could talk to her right now. "No, I can't." I said. Ray stared at me and asked me a question. One that I've been asking myself since me and Sora last spoke. "So you're gonna end your friendship just like that?"
I clenched my teeth and my face tightened. I looked down to avoid Ray from seeing me. My voice cracked as I pushed the words through my mouth. "I guess so. What were those plays you had?" Ray stared at me with discomfort. The most miserable person in the world is too prideful to show the world his lethal wound so that they can heal it. Why would he suffer in silence? Because showing the world that he can be hurt is like dying to him.
The sound of footsteps grows louder and louder behind me. I hear a familiar voice shout out my name. "SAKURA!" I don't look back, afraid of what's behind me. I want to be alone. No, I don't want to be abandoned. I don't want to give anybody a chance to get rid of me. Or maybe I'm just a coward too afraid to face my problems. Or maybe I'm all of those things. Sora breathes heavily as if she ran a mile. "I've been looking for you." She said, like we've been speaking since this morning.
Please, just leave me alone. I hate when people fight so hard to be by my side. It makes me feel even more miserable. I hate you, I hate you so deeply you wouldn't even understand. Why can't you just let me be alone? You make me feel like a burden. Do you hangout with me because you're a good person or do you do it because you actually like me? Don't pity me. I'd rather be alone than be looked down upon by somebody who just talks to me because they want to feel like a good person. Go away. Please go away.
Sora continues to breathe heavily and raises her head. "Please Sakura, talk to me." I want to turn back and hug you but I can't. I clenched my fist and walked away.
A boy who lives in solitude, hallucinates daily. His hallucinations talk to him. But they all tell him different things. Why do they do this? If they are hallucinations, they are all fragments of him. Then why do they constantly argue? The boy wonders about the beauty paradise by himself. He wonders with his hallucinations and discovers more about the world. His happiness was written all over his face. The screams of his hallucinations do not cloud his mind. Because to him, he is in paradise. WHile his hallucinations argue all day long the boy lives, stress free. He ignores his hallucinations as a way to rebel against them. But are they him? Doesn't that mean he's rebelling against himself?
I walk away but Sora grabs me. The germaphobe looks back at the dirty hand that touches him and sees a snot filled face that's begging him to turn back and let them speak. Why don't you hate me? After everything I've said to you, you still want to be close with me. As Sora clings to my back, I close my eyes. I looked at the sky with my eyes closed. I ignored everything in the world and just listened to her broken voice. "Please, stay by me. I don't care if you want to be alone. Please think about me. As long as I have you, I'll be happy. So please, turn back and look at me. I love you Sakura. Please turn back and look me in the eyes. You're all I want and need."
I shed tears as I responded to her plea. "Don't apologize for my actions. It makes you seem desperate." Sora looks at the diamond tear that sparkles in the moonlight. I turn back and grab Sora's soft cheek and as the soft scent of pure love clouds the air. I smile at her beauty. The imperfections of my best friend makes me happy. Her imperfections show what truly makes her perfect in my diamond eyes. I look at her blue eyes and rub her black hair with blue highlights. My loving passion for her doesn't burn like soccer. But it flows like the petals of a sakura tree. My white hair reflects the color pink in the moonlit sky.
"I always spend the night at your place on Fridays." Sora said with a smile filled with dried tears. I turned around and smiled. "We gonna go or not?" Sora wiped her tears and rushed to me and jumped on my back. Ray moves just in time to avoid getting bulldozed by a missile fueled by passion. Sora rubs her snot on my hoodie and I smile softly. "You disgust me." Sora raises her head and tears flow down her face. "Thank you, Sakura." Ray smiled at me and walked away. She waves goodbye "We'll discuss the plays another day." "Bet." Sora continued to rub her snot on my hoodie.
Sora hugged me tightly and didn't let go. I walked to Sora's house with Sora on my back because she fell asleep. I finally get to Sora's house and knock on the door. Her mother answered, welcoming me with open arms. "Ah, there goes my future son in law." "Doesn't the joke get old?" I carried Sora to her bedroom and placed her on her bed. I tucked her in and grabbed a manga to read in the living room.