My Worst Nightmare pt.5

My Worst Nightmare pt.5

I felt really dizzy. The whole room was spinning. I heard Toushirou call my name, but he sounded so far away.
My legs felt like they couldn’t support me. I fell backwards, but for some reason, didn’t make contact with the floor. I squinted my eyes to try and see clearly. Toushirou had caught me. I should’ve known.
I smiled up at him weakly. He had an expression on his face. One he rarely wore.
He looked like he might start crying.
I put my hand against his face. Toushirou held it there.
Things were starting to blend together. I clenched my side tighter. There was a lot of shouting going on. I couldn’t tell the voices apart, or what they were saying. But, there were more than two people there.
Someone tried to pick me up…at least…I think someone tried to. I could barely feel anything, like my body was going numb. I wish this weren’t happening. I should never have come here. Then, none of this would’ve happened.
I only remember saying one thing before I blacked out. The thing I never thought I would say to this whole experience.
“Hitsu-kun…I’m sorry…”
My eyes opened slowly. All I saw was white. I sat up slowly and rubbed my head.
“Am I…dead?” I asked randomly.
“Thankfully, no.”
I turned quicker than needed to see who spoke, and felt a large pain in my side. That’s right…Momo stabbed me…
“Don’t do that, you idiot! You’ll open your wound again!” they scolded.
I slowly turned around to see who it was. How could I not have recognized his voice?
“I know. And besides, I wouldn’t do it again cause it hurts.” I huffed.
Toushirou and I sat in an awkward silence for a long time. I didn’t know how to apologize for being a jerk to him. I fidgeted with my thumbs a lot.
“So…how long was I out?” I asked, attempting conversation.
“About…two days.” Toushirou sighed.
“Where you here the whole time?” I continued.
He blushed and nodded. I felt my face turn red. He had really stayed here with me for two days? My heart started to race.
Carefully, I inched my way over to the edge of the bed, and hugged him. He tensed up, and then wrapped his arms around me. It felt good to hug him again.
“Does this mean you’re not mad anymore?” he whispered.
I shook my head and buried my face in his shoulder. I hugged him tighter and started crying.
“I never should’ve been mad. It was stupid. I should know that you would never hurt me like that.” I said.