[Suicide method mention, emeto, gen bullying, it’s kinda heavy so tread carefully.]
While Vinzent was really glad Abel asked him, he couldn’t help but notice the gazebo’s color changing. He noted the colors as well as the pattern… Huh… Huh. He gave a good look at the gazebo before looking back at Abel sadly.
“Abel…”
“I… No. I just…”
A breath.
“I found which bouquet my rose has completed… It’s the one with the noose tag. Which disappeared and changed in a ribbon around the pot, once I put my purple flower there. I… Almost didn’t want it to happen. I just… What is this fucking joke…? Why was my flower in that pot the right answer? I don’t understand…”
He tried really hard to not let his sobs cut through his talking. Which was still… It was rough.
“Even if I already told you a bit… It was a while ago. … I guess, I didn’t wanna specify how I tried to die once we talked about it because… I wasn’t sure how to put it but…”
Better to say it all. To put it to rest. Once it’ll be said, maybe he’ll be lighter. Hopefully.
“I tried to overdose. After a particularily horrible day of having puked my lunch again and having been brutalized as usual in that same bathroom by my bully at highschool… I couldn’t take it anymore. But… Leon saw me that evening, I’m sure. He saw what I was doing… But I don’t recall anything in between that and… The next thing I remembered… I woke up in a hospital bed. I think I was close to turn 17 when this happened.”
…
“But uh… Yeah. I’ve kept it to myself for far too long, until I couldn’t. … Because I didn’t want to worry my family. I didn’t… Want them to be subjected to what I’ve been through. Papa… He tried to reason with the mayor of our town shortly before I tried to… Because… Eugh, Paul, that asshole who always treated me like trash, happened to be the mayor’s son and did go to the same school as I for all these years, so papa tried to tell the mayor to get his son to knock it off for good, because he realized who it was that tormented me all this time. I just didn’t tell before, because I was constantly terrorized… But… The police came that same last day and threatened all of us as family to keep quiet, and I didn’t… I felt… Responsible. So I thought, if I was gone forever, maybe they’d leave my family alone? Maybe all this would be over finally?”
… A sigh.
“I was tired. I was sick of shit happening to me so much but this… Also led me to. Ha. Hate hospitals after. I think. I don’t know. Sorry for talking so much, I… I’m… Again. Thank you for listening. I feel. I don’t know. I don’t know how I’m feeling right now…”
… Right.
“I guess seeing the tag just fucking messed me up so bad. I’m… It was just cruel that I had to complete that bouquet… I don’t… I don’t want to try the other bouquets, because I saw some similar colors all across? I. What if they fuck me over as well? Is it done? Do I need to put some more flowers in these bouquets? I… I don’t…”
Turning to face Abel…
“… Can you hold me, please…? Just for a bit…”
He reached out.
After all this? Maybe he just needs someone to hold him, just for a moment. And Abel’s the only one Vinzent is willing to get that close, that is if the secretary agrees to it. He’s waiting for the answer.
