Fanfic : 18 days left
Author: Eienflower
Genre: Suspense/ Comedy(?)/ Mystery
Summary: When life gives you lemons, make lemonade. In this case, if life gives you death, make what’s left of your life.
Pairings: I have no plan as of this moment.
Prologue
There is only one certainty in life; death. Such an awful yet beautiful process. Painful and inevitable.
My name is Sho and I’m an ordinary high school student attending Housho High. The life I lead isn’t so bad but it isn’t so good either.
My mother and father died in accident three weeks before my birthday. We lived apart, you see. I wanted to live in a place that was nearer to the school so I moved out.
It could be considered my fault that they died in a car crash.
And no, it isn’t just some petty feelings one call self-loath or self-regret. Looking it at a clearer point, the fact that I called them to come was a major point in the accident. I wanted to show them something.
I blame myself, no doubt but I was also sure my parents would be sad that I’d used the rest of my life to mourn. They’d probably scold me for being such a wimp.
After the day of the accident, the police contacted me and told me everything. I was shocked to the point that I couldn’t utter any words of reply to the officer. My lips dried and my heart sank.
Reality finally sunk in. My parents are gone, was what I thought. Then the very next day, a woman called Naomi knocked on my door.
With her sharp glasses and equally sharp eyes, she dragged me along to the hospital. Literally pulled me out of my apartment and in to a clinic specializing in… something. I didn’t care, I wanted to go home and think things through.
Being an only child left me to deal with the burial ceremony of both my late parents. Their house and back accounts, the business of my father and the flower shop of my mother. A lot of stuff, yet there I was sitting silently in the clinic while they took a blood sample.
Why do they need my blood? Where they doubting I was the son? I thought. It was stupid and I felt more stupid coming here with that Naomi woman.
I yelled at the people there. I needed to go home but then Naomi pushed me down and yelled. “Shut up kid! You have cancer!”
My jaws dropped. What? What?! Cancer? Is this some sort of sick joke? I was still in high school and life seemed bright but apparently, it was stage 4 cancer. Incurable and impossible to slow down.
Great, just great. I left the hospital with Naomi and I told her to drive me home. I thought she’d comply with a dying person’s request but then I found myself staring at a police officer named Aiba.
I looked him in the eye. He looked back and smiled. Tch, a happy-go-lucky dude. I bet he’s just smiling because he’d be giving me another bad news that would send my life deeper in to the whirlpool of despair.
And I was right, so effing right.
But, unlike what I initially thought. It didn’t get me down. As a matter of fact, it gave me a reason to give my life a second thought.
Was God playing with my life because He’s bored? Did He need me to suffer more before going up there? might as well play His game before He takes me out. His games, my rules. His plot, my story.
This is going to be the most meaningful eighteen days of the rest of my life.
Apparently, my parent’s death was not an accident.
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