........I looked to the back and saw that Tamura and Miho were relatively safe with minor injuries, just knocked out. “Good…” I swerved to the right as much as I could intentionally to minimalize shock to the back. But that brought consequences.
Adrenaline flooded my body as I struggled to unbuckle the seat belt and turn to my right. “Satoru!!” I shouted with a weak voice as I saw him lay limp on his seat with glass shard all over and his head was bleeding.
The engine explode and lit up on fire as I quickly unlocked the doors and got out, I prioritized Tamura and Miho as I dragged them out of the seat belts and laid them outside.
I knees were giving out and my bones creaked, but I pressed on and got Satoru out of the combusting car; just before it exploded. I laid him on the brick flooring of the side walk as pain finally hit me.
“Ugh!!” I grunted in agony as my stomach felt like it was eviscerated. Looking down towards my abdomen, it really was torn open. I reached out to the huge piece of glass shard and pulled it out.
“Ahh!” I screamed at the pain as blood was spurting forth. I bit my lips to silence myself as I looked at Satoru in worry as I put my blood-stained hands to his nose and felt nothing…
I put my fingers just below his jaw, on his neck and felt out pulse, I felt none… I put my hand above his wrist to feel his pulse, my eyes were blurred with tears as I… felt nothing.
“Fuck!” I exclaimed. If I just knew what would happen!! If only I knew a better way out of that situation!! granted.>>
If only I was faster! If only I reacted faster! I clutched my heart as I felt a searing pain that I won’t forget burn inside of it. My blood leaving my body at a death ensured rate.
If only I could better than what I already was! If only I could have controlled the acceleration! > I knew that feeling well, it was the feeling of emotional damage, deathly damage.
If only I could have slowed us down more than that! > Grief, anger, frustration, regret, despair, misery, anguish, woe, you name it, every single negative emotion I could muster up and feel.
I felt my body weaken inch by inch, as my hand fell on his lifeless body. > Grief that eats me up inside making me want to just die along with him, without him, I am nothing.
I slowly lowered myself to his chest to hear his heart. > Anger at myself for not being able and responsible for watching out for disaster, it spelled our doom in an instant.
I directly placed my head unto his left chest where his heart should be around. > Frustration that I couldn’t be more skilled, frustration that I couldn’t be faster than I am.
The pain that I felt from my stomach was completely ignored as I listened for the beat. > Anguish, mental torture at the thought that I couldn’t be with him anymore.
Though my body was shouting at me that my bones were broken, I kept listening. > The misery at losing you the very day that was supposedly to be spent happily with you.
My mind was losing it, the pain, both emotionally and physically were attacking me. > Despair hit me in waves upon waves as I think about the future where you don’t even exist at all.
I ignored everything, and just focused into hearing his heartbeat. It was weakening steadily, but it was still there. Last but not the least, actually, the most. Regret that I didn’t even have the guts to tell you.
Regret that I couldn’t tell you, and regret that I didn’t tell you. > “Haha…” I laughed bitterly, my ribs poking my lungs made the difficult, impossible. “You know, every time, our hearts never did beat the same rhythm until now.” My heart stopped.
And yours did too, finally, they were at the same pace. granted.>> Just shut the fuck up already, will you?"