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Days feel lonely...Yuki didn't like it.Yes, she knows Alfred is fine but her heart still aches, of course it does. When will it not while waiting for the one you love? Shai isn't here. Shia is no longer gonna ever be around. She knew that, cutting up a small piece of toast, wiping on butter, she slowly took a bit of it. It's hard to eat. She wasn't ever really one who ate, she never took care of herself honestly. She kept eating the toast, she needed something to drink with this though... She went to the fridge, opening it to grab a milk carton. She grabbed her glass, pouring in the milk before suddenly, dropping the glass as it shatters. Her breathing was heavy, the shards of glass went everywhere with the milk. The milk slowly falling down, going the same with Yuki as she fell to her knees. She was breathing heavily, shaking nervously.The noises, the voices, every vision, every delusion, she was so tired of it. She felt sick. She could barely hold anything in her body, she was so unnaturally skinny. It wasn't healthy and she knew that but food was impossible to keep down. She suddenly gasped, quickly getting up, and running to the bathroom. She let out every bit of that toast and cleaned herself up. Her delusions were still bugging her, tugging at her heartstrings for the worry of her husband. Must've forgotten to take the pills. She tried her best to ignore what she could, opening the mirror cabinet as she took the med bottle. She also got a small plastic cup and filled it with water, unlikely she can keep this down though if she can't even keep down a godforsaken fucking piece of toast. She swallowed the schizophrenia med and left the bathroom, going her way to clean up the shards of glass and the poured milk.The clock is painful to look at, stare at it for hours on end, you still will get nothing. After cleaning that up, she laid on the bed her and Alfred shared. Her legs trembling lightly, he was perfect in everyway and she knew that... She lightly ran a hand down, pushing along the bottoms and her panties, rubbing her clit softly as she moaned into her hand, tears lightly forming in her eyes as she continued. She softly continued to moan, lightly pushing her fingers down, sliding one inside. Sure, it was nothing compared to his but it will have to do. She slowly began to thrust, sliding in a second... Than a third, a weak moan escaping. She continued, breathing lightly as she kept softly moaning..."Alfred..."Suddenly, hitting her end as she released onto her hand, cleaning it off herself by licking and swallowing it. She softly laid there, tears running down her face as she pulled up her phone, looking down to see no texts yet. Than, she bursted out crying, turning over, and sobbing."I miss him."An weaken cry, although with a yet reply.