*Patrick's P.O.V.*

I couldn't have done this without Y/N, she really did save me on this one.

For the past three days, we've done nothing but to prepare a surprise for Elisa. It'll be our first anniversary and I wanted to do something special for her. Well, I could have done something decent on my own, but Y/N made it all perfect. I owe her a lot.

My garden looks so beautiful right now with all the decoration. There was a stunning make-shift gazeebo on the center and under it was a table for two with beautiful candles and silverware arrangement on it. The path to it is full of beautiful petals with some pavement lights on the side. I can always imagine something like this, I didn't expect that I'll be able to make it real.

"Huh, guess all those event planning I learned back in college paid off," Y/N murmured as we look at the garden. I can say that we're really proud of it.

"I couldn't have done this without you. Thank you, Y/N," I told her genuinely and she looked at me.

"Anything for you and my cousin, Stump," she said while patting my shoulder.

I'm glad she's turning out okay. It's been a year since she opened up to me about her internal struggles and I really am glad that she's up and fighting. If she hasn't said anything back then, I think I wouldn't have guessed that she's going through something.

"You better dress up now, Patrick. Elisa will be here soon. I'll keep everything perfect here," she told me and I obliged.

I left her there for a while to get ready - taking a quick shower and putting on a tuxedo that I rarely use. Thankfully, it still fits me. I immediately went back to the garden after that, seeing Y/N sitting in front of the table, but making sure she's not ruining anything.

"Tell me I look decent," I murmured while chuckling nervously.

Y/N looked at me, a beautiful smile appearing on her lips "Always," she answered, "I mean, come on now, you're the only one saying that you don't look decent."

I walked up to her, not breaking the eye contact that we have. I reached the gazeebo and gently pulled the other chair and sat on it. Now we're just face-to-face there, "I don't know why but I'm so nervous right now," I murmured.

"Don't be, your night will be perfect. I'm sure of it. Elisa will love this place, and I'm glad I'm able to help you make this possible," Y/N stated.

"You know, I'm so lucky to have someone like you as my best friend. I might be the luckiest guy in the world. That's cheesy, but I mean it," I told her. Y/N chuckled, but then her eyes looked away from me, "Thanks for still being here for me, Y/N. After all these years, our friendship prevailed."

"If that's the case, I'm so lucky too and yeah, I mean, I chose to stay even if...you're annoying at times," she said playfully.

"Heeeey, I am not!" I told her as we continue to chat in there like we always do.

We still have some time to spare before Elisa gets here and what better way to spend it than to just talk. I really love seeing the glow in her eyes everytime we talk, again, she's the light that shines so bright. It's so good to see her happy.

After some time, we finally heard a car just outside my house.

"Well, that's my cue to go and hide," Y/N said, standing up from the seat and carefully putting it back in place and I did the same too, "Don't worry, I've got everything that I need to do noted in my mind."

"Seriously, I owe you a whole lot, Y/N. I'll make it up to you someday!" I told her.

"Just be the perfect partners, you and Elisa. That's enough for me. Enjoy the night, Stump," she said and right on cue, I heard the doorbell ringing.

Y/N walked inside the house to get the other stuff ready as I walk to the front door.

I'm really sure that this night will be perfect.

*Y/N's P.O.V.*

Can I be selfish? Just this night...can I be selfish?

I wanted to stop time as Patrick and I are talking here at his garden with all these beautiful petals around us that are not there to mock me. I wanted to stay there forever and just talk him non-stop. I know it's unfair to wish that, but what can I do? That's all there is actually...just wish.

It wouldn't come true anyway.

As beautiful as the petals are around this garden, they are as painful as they can be inside of me. I can actually feel it on my chest now, I'm just enduring it all because I didn't want to leave this perfect situation. I know it's just making everything worse, it may also be the reason why the surge of petals is coming, but I don't care. Let me endure this for a temporary happiness.

But that situation was short-lived because now the doorbell is ringing. My time is up today, now I have to continue to be the matchmaker to my best friend and cousin. I left the garden as Patrick welcomed Elisa through the front door. I immediately started the beautiful music as he walked Elisa back to the garden.

She's so happy which makes my heart melt too. I want nothing but happiness for them, I just hate the fact that it brings me pain emotionally and physically. I was staring at them from inside secretly, trying my best to keep everything together. Soon enough, they were in the garden and Patrick started to serenade her. It was beautiful, it was perfect, I'm so proud that he's doing this and not messing up even if he's so nervous.

By this time, I started to vigorously heave. I can't contain the petals anymore. I'm lucky I was far from them and I'm not really making much noise...but I was on my knees already. My chest and throat feel like it's going to explode. I continuously heave and I closed my eyes, hoping that would somehow ease the pain.

"Not here...just not here," I said in my mind and it eased a little.

The moment I opened my eyes full-blown flowers were on the floor in front of me. It's not petals anymore...they have bloomed.

I pushed myself to stand and get every inch of those flowers on me. I did the remaining things that I need to do, making sure that I didn't miss anything. Thankfully, Patrick and Elisa remained unbothered. I'll just have to leave the rest of the night to them.

After that, I left through the back door, almost dragging myself to the car and trying my best to stay together and get to my house. Thankfully, I did. The moment I walked in and closed the door behind me, I collapsed on the floor.

It hurts. It hurts so much I feel like melting from the inside out.

I heaved, I coughed, I gagged...everything. I can feel the flowers, taste their bitter flavor but smell its sweet scent. I'm now down on the floor while leaning on my knees and hands and with my every cough, a flower, covered with blood, escapes.

Different kind of flowers ranging from Lavender, Bell Flower, Orchid, Cosmos, and Calla Lily...all of them have the color purple.

By now I'm expecting it to stop, but it keeps going.

Ten...

Fifteen...

Twenty...

More flowers are being coughed out and it seems it won't end anytime soon.

I was suffocating, I know I am. My lungs, my throat, my mouth is clogged...I can feel my eyes rolling back to my head.

I can't breathe anymore.

...

I can't anymore.

*Patrick's P.O.V.*

It's official, last night was one of the best nights of my life.

Everything was perfect with the help of Y/N and Elisa was so happy and I am too. I'm so glad I was able to pull that surprise off last night.

It's morning now and the first thing that I want to do is thank Y/N personally again. She wasn't able to stay the whole night last night and I also didn't require her too. Before going out, I decided to check in the room that she was in last night to make sure she didn't forget anything. I checked around for a while, suddenly seeing something purple under a chair. I squatted down a little and reach for it - it was a full-blown Lavender flower.

"Where did this come from?" I asked myself, I know all the flowers that we used in the garden, none of it was Lavender. I guess it was just from Y/N when she visited the flower shop yesterday.

I left the room when I was sure nothing more was in there and hurried to my car. I want to pay Y/N a visit and tell her what happened last night. As I was driving and getting near to her house, my heart is feeling heavier and heavier. I don't know why but I started to feel kind of uneasy.

I decided to drive faster, arriving there a lot faster than I have expected. I started to knock on the door, trying my best to keep this uneasiness I am feeling away. "Hey, Y/N, it's me!" I said.

I kept knocking, but there was no response. I've been standing and knocking for almost a minute now and that is making me worry more. Y/N's car was just outside, there's light inside the house so I'm sure she's in, "Hey, Y/N?" I said, trying to twist the doorknob and in shock, it was unlocked. "Y/N, why on earth is your door unlocked?"

I opened the door and the moment I saw what's inside, I blanked out.

"Y-Y/N...Oh god, Y/N!" I screamed, all blood from my face gone.

She was on the floor, surrounded by a LOT of purple flowers which were tainted by blood. I frantically ran towards her, picking her up and leaning her head on my lap.

The flowers were from her...from inside of her.

There are still some inside her mouth...blood covering them.

She has it. She has the disease and with this kind of symptom...its on its worse level.

"Y/N...why...oh god, please no," I kept on murmuring and with my shaking hand, I tried to remove the flowers from her mouth, "Please, please, please," I began to feel her pulse and thank god, it's still there but it's so weak now, "Hold on, Y/N..."

I was shaking so bad, I've also felt tears fall from my eyes.

I quickly called an ambulance and luckily, they respond fast...within minutes they were able to get Y/N and me out of there.

As I was in the ambulance, my head is being bombarded with questions. She has the disease, which means unrequited love. And her in that condition, it seems she has kept to herself for a long time and something has triggered it to go that worse last night...

Last night where she helped me and Elisa experience one of the best night that we can have.

"Y/N, why...why didn't you tell me?!" I was crying, holding onto her hand.

My best friend...my best friend who's done nothing but to help me and Elisa...is suffering because of me.

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A/N:

This is currently me.

Thanks for reading.