i have overlooked.. my love
[ continuation of i'd cover everything up for you ]
‼️tw: suicide attempt
Elliot opens the door to his apartment. It's over now, it's done and dusted. No more pretending, no more lies, just a normal life for someone of his caliber. Mafioso was a dangerous path he could've stumbled. But it's for the best, for him and Mafioso.
time to sleep, im tired..
Night melts into dawn, the sky is about to shine. Birds fly over the world of Robloxia, signaling a new day. Another day that is, of work and stress. Let's just get this over with.
>8:15am, Builder's Brother Pizzeria
Elliot clocks in for his shift. Everything goes as always, just like every time, everyday.
During the shift, Elliot seemed like how he always is, working hard to quickly manage the orders, juggling different tasks, and making sure everything is set in place. The best customer service given to everyone, all is treated equally here so to say!
are you really okay, elliot?
you're keeping something in your heart aren't you? a grievance, a regret
a realization, but you're running away.
Elliot accidentally drops a plate of freshly hot-baked pizza. The sound of ceramic shattering, some gasps from the customers and a heart, Elliot's heart, thumping and beating irregularly. He wants to shake it off but he knows, he's aware. The words he said the other day, those weren't what he wished for, what he wanted. The vivid image of Mafioso, his eyes streaked with tears and his calloused hands holding onto his arm. That feeling is still there, lingering.
this is all wrong. this is all my fault.
this is all my fault.
this is all my fault.
this is all my fault.
this is all my fault.
this is all my fault.
Elliot jolts up, his shift was over already? He hanged his apron in the staff locker room and left. He's tired, definitely from work, from all the customers, it's normal. It's how his life normally is, working till you're tired but atleast he's doing his job well. He continues walking home, stumbling on the pathwalk. He passes by the park near the pizzeria, which was near the giant bridge that connected his town, Builderfield to the main city, Robloxia City.
a nice walk through the bridge would be a great way to unwind..
Suddenly, Elliot finds himself crossing the bridge by walking, usually he'll take the bus but today is different, today is special.. today is a special day isn't it Elliot?
He looks in the deep, blue waters. The abyss is like..
elliot snap out of it, elliot wake up, elliot don't do this
Elliot, you should leap, in the water, it's nice and cool. elliot that's not your voice, it's just a thought, elliot this isn't right, elliot stop this, elliot no.
Elliot climbed onto the fence, the air is different today. It's cold and windy, it feels empty. elliot don't do it, elliot wake up please
i deserve this, it's all my fault, i was stupid, i was naive. elliot wake up,elliot wake up,elliot wake up,elliot wake up,elliot wake up,elliot wake up,elliot wake up,elliot wake up,elliot wake up,elliot wake up,elliot wake up,elliot wake up,elliot wake up,elliot wake up,elliot wake up.
those people, and yet i watched them, slaughtered like pigs and cows, like livestock.elliot wake up,elliot wake up,elliot wake up,elliot wake up,elliot wake up
this is how it should've ended for me too.
Elliot fell to the ground, held by someone, it was Chance. The gambler hugged Elliot tightly but he tried to struggled out the embrace.
Chance...! Please..! Just let me do it! I can't, please, everything's too painful for me. I can't do this anymore.
Elliot, snap out of it! You're really gonna give up now......?! Whatever's happening, you can't just call it quits..!?
Elliot sobbed, his eyes, tired as they were, filled to the brim with tears, his heart ached, it felt like he was on the verge of death.
You don't get it..! Nothing matters anymore, I pushed him away, I did the right thing, but I can't live with myself like this. All those people he killed, those people i could've, I should've done something..! They were in the same situation I was in. How can I just- Hmmph...!
Chance covered Elliot's mouth. If he let Elliot keep blabbering about some poor soul he could've saved, he probably would've felt even more guilty.
it's not your responsibility, never has it whether it's now, then or later.
Elliot's mind cleared, those words. They were the single truth he needed to hear, something that he never thought of. Chance was right, well, Elliot always knew that, but he never truly understood it. Those people aren't his to protect, to comfort. Because, Elliot wasn't protected, nobody defended him when he was facing the same problem. He did one thing, he tried to survive. No matter what, no matter when, he survived on his own, with his two legs and arms. Those people had their choices too, on their own volition, they never chose to survive like he did, they didn't run like their lives were on the line. They knew their end was there, but they believed they could've lived without any attempt to try to live.
The dawn fades in the horizon, a sunset that painted the city and sky orange with a hue of blue and the night itself.
Dusk arrived, and Elliot survived.
>11.40pm, Elliot's apartment.
Elliot unlocks the door, coming from the mess, from Chance making sure he was fine enough to go on his own. The apartment, his home felt new. The dust that settled in the corners, the scent of flowers, flowers that Mafioso bought for him.
He never realized but he knocked over the picture frame of them, a picture of their first date, taken by Caporegime. He picks it up, hands careful from the shards of glass that broke.
I look happy, smiling wide like that. I remember Mafioso was too nervous to meet me that night. He wore a different cologne than his usual, the scent of lilies, my favorite. He did everything a gentleman would've done, opening the door for me, my seat that he pulled for me, everything that evening was for me and only me. He said he wanted to make he feel like I was the only thing that mattered. Hehe.. idiot Don, always trying to impress me..
He sets the photo frame back ontop of the drawer, a vase was also there, knocked over. The water that was inside the vase spilled down the drawer, leading to the object that was stored.
A Lucciola... it's name meant firefly, Mafioso believed Elliot was truly the light in his dark life, just like fireflies in the night.
He said this rose was the epitome of his heart, that me keeping it meant he was mine. I loved that look he gave me when he handed it to me. His eyes were endearing, his lips weren't his usual confident smirk but it was slightly twitching. He was scared, timid even because he confessed his feelings to me. That softness he had for me was all real, it wasn't a lie.
Elliot looked at the trashcan nearby. Maybe it's for the best.
He walked closer, the flower in his hand. It's too late now, but atleast the memories would last. This is how their paths would never converge again, their stars unaligned.
Elliot loomed over the bin, and he..
placed the flower back into its vase.
Mafioso..
We can fix this, I can fix this.
I want to believe we're destined for each other, no matter what.
So please, if I really was everything for you,
You're also my everything..
You still can change, I want to accept that you'll change.
You will change, my love
Elliot grinned, looking at the photo of them. This shouldn't be the finale, a love story this beautiful needs a precious ending. A conclusion that starts with the bright, blue sky and ends with a warm feeling.
I'll never overlook this love that we grew together, just like a rose.
You'll be mine forever, and I am yours forevermore.
author's note : hihihi! i tried my best to not do too much angst :'), btw! idk why some of the colored texts.. aren't colored, pls js ignore them :( + for the small number of people who've been supporting my past two posts, thank you, i love yall sm i appreciate it <3