OKAY I KNOW I SUCK BUT I HAD TO RIGHT SOMETHING SAD FOR MY OTP BECAUSE I CAN'T WRITE HAPPY THINGS AFKAFLKALF.;n;
I should have seen this coming. This is all my fault.
I tracked down the sidewalk, cursing under my breath. "Damn him, I shouldn't have been fired...."
Now jobless, I wasn't sure what to do. I honestly just gave up on life; not really having a great job, and just having a shitty life all together. I was hopeless, I know. But then I saw her. She stood on the hot curb, wearing some black shorts and a matching tank top. A slight breeze caressed her dark hair in the most majestic way I'd ever seen. And her face; she had bright golden-brown eyes along with dark skin. I recognized her immediately. Aradia Megido, my best friend.
Taking the chance I had, I approached her slowly, not wanting to look like a creeper if she didn't recognize me. But the response I got caught me a bit off guard. When she first caught a glimpse of me, she basically tackled me in a hug. I fell back a couple of steps, then managed to gain my balance again and hugged her back. She laughed and giggled when she finally pushed away.
"Solluxander Captor, I never thought I'd see you again!" she exclaimed cheerfully.
"Hey...just call me Sollux." I said in a low voice.
She rolled her eyes and punched my arm playfully. "Whatever you say, Officer."
I grinned at the little nickname she had given me. She had always called me that because of the sunglasses I always wore. One lense was red and one was blue, like the lights of a police siren. I thought it was kind of cute, but if anyone else calls me it I usually get pissed off. I don't know why I only let Aradia call me that.
She gave me a warm smile. "So, how have you been? I haven't seen you in ages!"
I scratched the back of my head and laughed nervously. "Well, I just got fired from the only job I've ever had. My life has pretty much just gone downhill the past few years. So, yeah...."
She frowned at my response. "Seriously?! That must suck..."
"Yeah, kinda." I said with a breathy laugh.
After an awkward silence, she spoke up. "We should get together sometime, like maybe have lunch or coffee?"
I gave her a small smile and nodded. "Sure, that would be great."
She smiled widely. "Great! How about we meet at the local cafe tomorrow at 12?"
After agreeing to that, she wished me farewell and began walking in the oposite direction that I was walking in. I stood in the same spot we had the small conversation at, not sure what to do then. I decided to head home and prepare myself for tomorrow.
And so it began.
After our plans at the cafe, we had been spending more and more time with each other, just like we had in high school. For the first time in 5 years, I felt great. Whenever she was around, I felt like a kid again. I loved the feeling.
We were walking downtown. We had just finished dinner and not wanting to return to our houses, we decided to talk a stroll through the big city. We made small talk about the old days, talking about our old friends and the times we spent together. She had said that she had kept in close contact with a couple of our friends, like Karkat and Terezi. She had informed me that they were now an official couple. I, of course, made a crude comment about it and she rolled her eyes playfully, like she always did.
Then it began to rain. Hard. I tried to shield her with an old jacket I had worn and was in desperate search for any cover. We eventually found the awning of the cafe we had met at and we ran under there. We laughed at the predicament we had been thrown into for a little while, then it just kind of turned into us gazing at each other.
Then I did it.
I kissed her, right then and there. I felt her tense up, then relax and kiss back. We held that position for what seemed like forever until we both pulled away. I opened my eyes and smiled down at her. But she didn't smile back. Instead she looked at the ground. But I could still make out a faint blush on her face. I figured she was just embarassed, but I called out her name softly anyways.
She looked up quickly, realizing she had zoned out. She smiled back up at me. "I'm sorry, sometimes I zone out."
I smiled slightly at her reasurrance. But something was telling me that I shouldn't have done that at all. When the rain began to let up, I offered to walk her home. She agreed took a step onto the wet pavement. On the way to her house, I slowly inched my hand to hers until I was holding it. She immediately intertwinded her fingers with mine, making my heart flutter. When we arrived at her house, she gave me a peck on the cheek and left for her front door.
I then began heading for my own house. As I walked, a voice in the back of my head kept telling me that I shouldn't have done anything.
And I should have listened to it.
The past couple of years were the best of my life. Aradia and I had been going steady ever since that night. After arguing with myself about the subject for a very long while, I poped the question to her. She responded with many kisses and hugs. All of my worries from that night had dissapeared long ago, so I didn't think this would happen.
It was a normal spring day. Aradia had been unpacking her few boxes in my house. I was helping, of course. I had walked into the next room for a few minutes, and when I came back, I saw her holding her lower rib cage and coughing. I knelt beside her and asked her if she was alright, but she had told me that everything was fine. I had my doubts, but I believed her at the time.
Then it grew worse. She began bruising very easily, and she had major anxiety. Her coughing and lower rib pains grew even worse. That's when I decided to take her to the hospital. I sat in the waiting room of the hospital, waiting for any signs of the situation. When the nurse came in and called for me, I shot up and walked over to her. She led me down the hall until we were outside of Aradia's room. Then in that one moment, everything fell apart.
"Mr. Captor, your fiancee appears to have Leukemia. She's had it for years, and looks like it won't be able to be treated in time. But we can still put her through the therapy."
I nodded at her explination, not speaking. She then let me into Aradia's room. When I entered, I saw Aradia laying in the hospital bed. We stared at each other for what seemed like an eternity until I spoke up, "You didn't tell me....."
"Sollux, I--" she began to say, but I cut her off.
"Why didn't you tell me!? We could have saved you!" I screamed at her in a shakey voice, tears forming in my eyes.
The next thing I knew I had stumbled into her arms, and she stroked my head. She comforted me for a few hours, stroking my head and running her fingers through my black hair. Then I had to leave, due to visiting hours being up. I went home and fell onto my bed, crying myself to sleep.
I should have known.
A couple of months passed, and Aradia had been doing better. Seeing everything was fine, we got married. It had to be the happiest day of my life. She had then finished moving everything she owned into my house. I had never been happier.
But then it came back.
And we couldn't do anything.
I got to see her one last time, however. She had been very pale, and she had dark circles under her eyes. She gave me a weak smile as she lay in that hospital bed while grasping my hand weakly.
"Sollux, I love you. Please...don't mourn over me forever. Please try to move on...."
I frowned, tears streaming down my face. "But, Ara--"
"Please....promise me you'll try." she cut me off, her soft voice piercing my heart.
I hesitated, then nodded. I kissed her hand and held it tightly. She smiled, then
she let out one last breath before her eyes slowly went blank. Her grasp on my hand loosened, until she wasn't holding it anymore. I gasped, then called out her name until I was screaming at her. nurses and doctors dragged me out of her room.
That was the last time I saw Aradia.
I should have known.