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You quickly rush to her but quickly stop as she rushes you with the knife.
“You hate me, DON’T YOU?!” she screamed as she tried to slash you with the bloody knife. You're able to quickly dodge her erratic attacks, and as Matsuri goes for another lunge, you grab her by the wrist and hold her in place.
“Please stop! Matsuri, I love you, but please stop. I don’t want to hurt you,” you said with a shaky voice. Matsuri stopped struggling for a moment and only stood there, not saying anything as she tilted her head down again. You loosened the grip on her wrist, but as soon as you do she goes on the attack again.
She slashes and stabs at your body, tearing up your work clothes as she wildly swings the knife. As she goes for one last attack, you manage to grab the blade and pull it from her grasp, fighting through the pain as you tossed the knife far away for her.
This seemed to wake her up from her hate-filled frenzy as tears began to flow from her eyes and her lips quivered. You walk up to her and wrap your arms around her waist, holding her close as she sobs into your chest, not minding the pain as you press your head into her hair and exhale deeply.
“I love you Matsuri, even if you hate me, yourself or anyone else, I’ll still love you.”
As you whispered those words she cried even more, apologizing between sobs and saying that she would never do this again.
It was a lie. You know it will happen again. You’ll do something small, she’ll freak out and violently lash out at you or herself. But despite that, even through the pain she caused you, all the beautiful moments you’ve had with her outweigh the pain. The festivals you’ve gone to, the games you played, all those memories will always keep you with her.
Always.
