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Toriko sat on the chair by the hospital bed and opened the letter with trembling hands. The letter which is written by her fallen partner. She was going to read the heartbreaking letter. Even though Sorawo was right in front of her, she couldn't reach her. There were only words left from Sorawo.
'Self-destructive tendencies that i have are killing me slowly. But you know, that's fine. I like the way it feels. Yeah... I, I like the way it feels. When I think that I'm leaving, I hurt myself to prove I'm still human. I did something wrong but I quite don't know what did I do wrong.'
Toriko let tears fall from her blue eyes as she read the sentences one by one, each falling onto the paper one by one, scattering the ink in all directions. She just wanted to slap Sorawo until she woke up. Hug him tightly when she got up. If she had answered her question without hesitation, hee partner wouldn't be here right now. Wouldn't be in this state.
‘If I don't wake up, I'm better off. I'll finally catch up on my sleep. I've been so lost. My thoughts at 3am are building a new house just for me. I thought a lot about the answer to the question I asked you in that house in my head. My question. Do you love more Satsuki or me? At first I felt as if my heart had been taken when you couldn't answer. It hurt so much. But now I understand, it's okay.'
At these sentences Toriko started to cry harder. Sorawo had to wake up so she could show her that everything was better when she was awake. She could have picked it up from where Sorawo got lost. On the other hand, they could build a new home for themselves. There her accomplice could be happier and make room for new thoughts. Yes,it was undeniable truth, Toriko had loved Satsuki once. It could even be said that she was madly in love. But this was not true. It was no longer real. She couldn't even think of forgiveness after what Satsuki had done, make her went through, she just wanted to get rid of that woman. Live, explore otherside happily.
'Tell me I won't be like this forever. I can't do any more. I can't stand it any longer. Does anyone give a fuck? I don't think this is the case either. I want to be somewhere other than where I am right now. It's been getting harder to feel lately. But I'm getting used to it.'
Toriko looked up from the letter looked to the bed. Her indigo-blue eyes were staring at her accomplice lying tied to the wires. At first look, Sorawo was injured, bruised and cut in some parts. This sight hurt Toriko more than anything. The blonde knew her partner was feeling bad, but she never thought she'd be this much in pain. Kozakura cared, Akari cared, Migiwa cared most of all, Toriko, herself cared. In fact, Sorawo was the center of her life. Yes, Sorawo never liked to talk about her feelings, so she didn't say anything to Toriko. Maybe she expected her to notice, but she didn't. If she had known that she was feeling so stuck and helpless, maybe… maybe Toriko would have stepped in sooner.
'Again, if I don't wake up, I want you to know, I'll be fine. Finally, I will make up for my sleepless nights. I was so lost and so my 3 a.m. thoughts made a new home for me. Maybe I'm there right now, maybe I've been cut off from our world, our worlds forever. If you somehow find me, don't worry. I know it's cliche, but you shouldn't be upset. This might have been better. Just... promise me. You will take good care of yourself. You won't look to back and live towards the future and present. Maybe even try to find a new accomplice.'
Toriko wanted to cry out loud, and now the letter was coming to an end. When Sorawo came out of this coma, Blonde would definitely punch her the hardest and hurt her for making her cry so much. All she had to do was get out of this coma. Toriko promised herself, she wouldn't make the mistake of leaving her alone again. She had promised himself from the very beginning. Just-
"You just need to wake up, Sorawo. For us. For me. I'm still waiting for you. I'm waiting for the days when we'll go to the Otherside together. Those days are waiting for us too. On the Otherside awaits us. Only you are missing."
She spoke with sore throat from crying. It didn't matter how much it hurt. She just needed brunette to hear. She wanted to tell her that she was waiting for her and that she would wait for her forever. She needed her partner, her accomplice. Of course she wouldn't find an accomplice to fill in her emptiness. It might have been the most selfish request Sorawo had ever asked for.
'Goodbye to Toriko Nishina. To, My precious partner, my accomplice, my girlfriend, my companion. I was able to come this far. Sorry for feeling so awful. I'm sorry, for being selfish. I'm sorry for ,most importantly, leaving you alone. We will meet again one day, but not now.
Goodbye.'
Time stood still for Toriko when the deafening voice on the monitor started beeping non-stop. She couldn't think of anything and her whole body went numb.
09:53 p.m.
The two nurses, who entered with the doctor, took Toriko by the arms without waiting and took her outside. Regardless of any objections. When she was forcibly removed, the door closed, the curtains drawn. Leaning in front of the door, she started knocking helplessly on the door without letting go of the letter she was squeezing.
"Please- Please... No... No..."
Desperate pleas were spoken and flew away. Nobody heard.