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Title: Written
Author: Kat ;; bey0nd_repairx3
Rating: PG
Genre: Angst // Drama
Warnings: Language
Spoilers: None.
Pairings: O/U [Yes this is Yaoi]
Summary: I could have saved you, but I chose not to. I made a grave mistake, and for that, I’m sorry. [Ulrich’s POV]
Notes: My friend fal13n_ang31 has been feeling down in the dumps lately, so I decided to write a oneshot just for her.
I kneeled down and placed a bouquet of yellow roses on the ground, not moving my fixed eyes that rested on your tombstone. It has been a few months or so, and I still haven’t gotten used to the emptiness that hangs in our dormitory.
“I still can’t believe you killed yourself, Odd. I never even knew something was wrong. I should have guessed, though. You should have told me,” I mumbled quietly, only allowing you to hear my thoughts.
A tear made it’s way down my cheek as I reread the markings engraved into your tombstone;
Here lies Odd Della Robbia.
Loved son, Great friend.
June 18th, 1992 - November 21st, 2006
“I’ve read it many times, the dates never leaving my mind. I never got to tell you how I really felt about you, you know. I never told you how much I truly cared about you, Odd. How you were more than just ‘that kid in the purple attire’ to me. I regret never telling you that I love you, Odd. I love you..” My voice trailed off.
People constantly made fun of you, this I know.
I was there for it all, watching you take the hits.
People called you gay; people called you queer,
even though they saw it so clear.
The hurt behind your eyes couldn’t have been more obvious.
I should have stood up for you, let you know that I was there.
I was there even when I wasn’t.
You’re here even though you aren’t.
My mistake was not saying anything.
For that, I’m sorry for failing you as a friend, Odd.
“I never knew that people making fun of you ever really bothered you, Odd. I mean, you just seemed to laugh it off..” I slammed my first angrily on the ground. “Those stupid shitheads,” I muttered.
I stopped talking when I heard the crunching of snow behind me. I turned around and saw Yumi, Jeremie, and Aelita, all three of them looking at me worriedly. Yumi looked into my eyes, then said, “Don’t blame yourself, Ulrich. None of us knew he was in so much pain.”
She could read me like a book, but so could you. You’re the one that helped me write the pages.
Author: Kat ;; bey0nd_repairx3
Rating: PG
Genre: Angst // Drama
Warnings: Language
Spoilers: None.
Pairings: O/U [Yes this is Yaoi]
Summary: I could have saved you, but I chose not to. I made a grave mistake, and for that, I’m sorry. [Ulrich’s POV]
Notes: My friend fal13n_ang31 has been feeling down in the dumps lately, so I decided to write a oneshot just for her.
I kneeled down and placed a bouquet of yellow roses on the ground, not moving my fixed eyes that rested on your tombstone. It has been a few months or so, and I still haven’t gotten used to the emptiness that hangs in our dormitory.
“I still can’t believe you killed yourself, Odd. I never even knew something was wrong. I should have guessed, though. You should have told me,” I mumbled quietly, only allowing you to hear my thoughts.
A tear made it’s way down my cheek as I reread the markings engraved into your tombstone;
Here lies Odd Della Robbia.
Loved son, Great friend.
June 18th, 1992 - November 21st, 2006
“I’ve read it many times, the dates never leaving my mind. I never got to tell you how I really felt about you, you know. I never told you how much I truly cared about you, Odd. How you were more than just ‘that kid in the purple attire’ to me. I regret never telling you that I love you, Odd. I love you..” My voice trailed off.
People constantly made fun of you, this I know.
I was there for it all, watching you take the hits.
People called you gay; people called you queer,
even though they saw it so clear.
The hurt behind your eyes couldn’t have been more obvious.
I should have stood up for you, let you know that I was there.
I was there even when I wasn’t.
You’re here even though you aren’t.
My mistake was not saying anything.
For that, I’m sorry for failing you as a friend, Odd.
“I never knew that people making fun of you ever really bothered you, Odd. I mean, you just seemed to laugh it off..” I slammed my first angrily on the ground. “Those stupid shitheads,” I muttered.
I stopped talking when I heard the crunching of snow behind me. I turned around and saw Yumi, Jeremie, and Aelita, all three of them looking at me worriedly. Yumi looked into my eyes, then said, “Don’t blame yourself, Ulrich. None of us knew he was in so much pain.”
She could read me like a book, but so could you. You’re the one that helped me write the pages.