I was mesmerized with the crimson flesh that spread in my front, some of it even touch my face.
Warm
The crimson flesh that touched my face felt so warm.
Few seconds, few minutes. People crowded our place they began shouting while some taking photos of the said accident.
'Accident'
They said it was an accident, but not for me.
Not for me.
I was in trance, my feet nor my mouth has been stopped.
"!"
I tried to open my mouth but all I got is gasp, my heart felt bursting with emotion but I can't express or shout what happen.
As I tried to figure what is happening, suddenly the world stops, my eyes slowly close welcoming the darkness within my sleep.
[Time check – 11:30 pm, Friday]
"Kiro~"
An affectionate voice calls my name, a face I am familiar with a beautiful blue eye. I tried reaching that voice but I did not hold of anything.
I felt a sudden nostalgia, that's right. This feeling…
"Death"
I muttered as I open my eyes in an unfamiliar ceiling with blinding light. I tried to block it with my hand but the blinding light force to wake me up.
"Kiro!"
A worrying voice completely wakes me up and open my eyes
"Kiyo nee"
I said the name of the person in my front. She holds my hands tightly with full of worry and anxiety.
"I am glad you are ok"
She holds me tightly and pat my back, her gesture are full of worry.
"Where am I?"
I asked and look at her eyes.
I think I am forgetting something, this blinding room that is made up of white curtains and bedroom.
Suddenly, a voice tried to call me then as if breaking my mind it reminded me.
The Death that happens in front of me.
The emotion surge within me like a wave of an ocean.
"Kiyo nee… Where is Hirai?"
I ask, I already know the answer. Yet I want to ask. I want to believe.
Please just this time
Make it …
"Kiro…"
I did not receive a nod nor an answer she just hugged me and once again I burst into tears.
[Time check – 8:00 am, Saturday]
I wore a black suit and groom my hair. I felt all of the energy and happiness within me fade into black like my suit.
My eyes who are tired of crying are sunken like a zombie
I am pathetic Hirai
I need you Hirai
Please wake up
After few minutes, we got out of the house and went towards Hirai's house. We are attending her burial.
They said it was an accident, that an over speeding car run her over and because it was deemed as an accident all of the expenses has been paid by the said driver.
They said it was unfortunate and inevitable.
They all regret and afterwards they will move on.
The ceremony goes on while my mind wanders. My eyes seek something.
Once the ceremony ends all of the guests left but I remain.
I went towards her coffin and see her look one last time.
Her pale face and red lips looks so endearing, she felt peaceful.
"She died without regrets"
Someone said beside me, it was her mother. Like Hirai, she has blue eyes and bob cut hair, her eyes are red because of crying.
"You are Kiro right, Hirai always talk about you. This girl always rumbles about you as like a child. Because of you, our Hirai is always lively."
…
I listen to her words silently and clench my fist.
Inevitable
Such words cross my mind and accept what is going on.
This is Death, This is inevitable
"Kiro… Did you hear her last words to you"
When I tried to go, her mother ask me one more question.
Her last words
It rings to my ears as if reminding me that day, as if taking me back to that place.
Stop.
Make it Stop
I don't want to hear it
STOP
My tears fell and she smiled
"I am glad, she died without regrets"
Her mother smiled and bow towards me and left me alone.
Those words hold my heart, hold my resolve and crush everything and once again I felt myself crying.
In the midst of sadness, a sudden tint of golden light appeared, a child-like appearance with emerald hair appears on my front.
"What did you want to do?"
Once again she asked me like what she did that day.
"I…"
Death is inevitable
I cannot alter Death of someone except mine but even so
"I am glad she died without regrets"
Her mother words once again ring to my ears
"Dyne, Help me!"
I plead and once again I journey back to time, not to alter death but not to have regrets.