#lostbasil

[dreamfled]

@lostbasil​ asked:  “Well, pretend I’m not here. What would you say if nobody could hear it?”

What   would   he   say   ?

What   a   question.   Sunny   frowns   quietly,   eyes   flickering   to   the   side.   What   could   he   say   to   his   sister   ?   If   she   was   in   front   of   him.   If   he   could   say   one   more   thing   to   her   before   she   fell.   Before   his   hands   pushed   her.   Before   they   faked   her   end.  

Tears   were   difficult   for   Sunny.   Years   of   fighting   them   off,   a   mental   block   from   the   truth.   Any   tears   that   could   have   fallen   have   long   passed.   A   mourning   period   that   he   didn’t   get   to   participate   in.   He   pulls   his   knees   up,   burrowing   his   face   against   it.   It   took   far   too   long   for   him   to   come   up   with   the   words.   Sunny   closes   his   eyes   for   a   moment,   hesitation,   before   he   takes   a   breath.  

Trust   in   Basil   allows   his   mouth   to   open,   for   words   to   spill   out.  

“   That   I’m   sorry.   That   I   should   have   told   her   about   how   I   felt.   That   if   I   had   said   something,   then   it   wouldn’t   have   gotten   to   that   point.   That   I   still   love   her,   and   it   was   all   a   stupid   accident.   I’d   never   do   that   to   her,   it   was   an   accident.   “

A   hesitation.  

“   …   I’d   ask   if   she   hates   me   for   killing   her.   “