Please Die faster

Them

She smiled at him sweetly , her arms were wrapped around his neck as they slowly swayed from side to side in this soft music playing. It was beautiful and heart wrenching at the same time. They had just finished dinner and both looked so happy and...inlove. He leaned in closer to her face as she did aswell. Their kiss was so magical. A tall prince with tousled dark hair in a pink polo and gray skinny jeans and a beautiful princess with auburn wavy hair in her pretty white dress, kissing under the moonlight next to the shimmering river as the soft cold winds of Sapporo blew idly by. They looked so wonderful together. And here i am crouching behind this stupid bush that makes my face so itchy, ---no not spying on them--, just looking at them from a far. I sighed and ignored the pain i feel right in my chest. I tore my eyes from them. This is all according to my plan. The fact that those two were enjoying means that i succeeded in making him happy with the girl he so loved.  Satisfied with my work, I stood up and as I bent to dust off my pants the pang of white pain struck me. The burns on my sides were bleeding again. It was still warm since he just made it 6hours ago. Who ? you ask ? The person i'm so frustratingly in love with, the only person who i so desperately want to get rid of. The prince dancing with the princess under the moonlight. Natsume "Kanata" Hyuga, most people know him as 'Kanata Hongo'. My fire-casting feline of a best friend. He was so mad at me for telling Mikan how he felt without his consent , that he set my shirt on fire. So yeah, it's my fault. I deserve it. But I'm very happy that this worked. So with that i made my way to the lot where i parked my car, my heart still pounding. This is stupid I know. Helping the person you love fall deeper for the girl he liked. But what's a fat ugly and very much dumb girl like me gonna do? It's all out of love. My love. Besides i only have 12 days left anyway. Might as well make him happy.

As i slid onto the driver's seat, I touched stomach. Bile was building up. Sheesh--pancreatic cancer is such a hustle sometimes. The pain kicked in harder the moment i started the engine. I have to get to the villa earlier than them. My sides felt numb due to the cancerous pain. The burn was still bleeding and quite sticky now. I hate myself.