I wake up to see that the blurry image I saw of Mori wasn't me being delirious again it made me happy but something felt
Wrong
Is it just me again
It can't just be me
Why didn't he show up yesterday, I made him to alwaysbe by my side
Made?
No that feels ....
Wrong
Is it just my imagination that is making me feel like this
Imagination?
No it's real
Mori is real right
Wrong
Wrong
Wrong
I count five times I have said I'm wrong that's not normal, I wouldn't call myself wrong. Is anything normal about me
Nothing?
"Oh Lord don't tell me...."
I quickly sit up just to see that he's gone
No how could that be possible
"No no no no no!"
"He was real I swear"
I point at the empty spot next to me like I was trying to prove to an audience that he was there, that Mori existed
I mean how could he not be real
"Wait why am I pointing at nothing, why am I narrating everything in my head"
"In my head"
"Maybe it was in my head, no it can't be!"
My voice was louder now desperate, my mom probably heard my voice from downstairs but she wouldn't care, why would she
"Why do I keep explaining things in my head, there's no audience or is there"
For the first time Mai realized that maybe Mori wasn't real but despite reality slapping her in the face she refused to believe it, so she desperately searched around trying to look for any trace of Mori in her surroundings but nothing then her eyes landed on the knife not just any knife but one Mori told her to keep 'for safety' or maybe that was the key to ending this nightmare, she stabbed every single artery she could remember
The Abdomen-stabbed
The Arms- stabbed
The Legs-stabbed
The Neck-stabbed
And finally the heart-stabbed
She stabbed and stabbed forgetting about the nauseous pain that was swallowing her whole and only thinking about being free from this so-called fake nightmare
But the thing, is everything was real
The Pain-Real
TheBlood-Real
TheTears-Real
And Mori?
Fake
And so, Mori died and in her last moments her mind had only one thought, not an explanation but a thought
Finally
Her final thought wasn't of pain, suffering or regret, It was of relief
Relief of finally ending those endless 'routines', brainless activities, her parents voices, but the one thing she would miss was Mori the only comfort in her life