Haru stared glumly out the cafe window, her drink going cold in front of her. Why did she agree to go out today? She had so much on her mind... This was a horrible idea.
"Hey." Haru forced herself to smile as her boyfriend came back with a water. "Hey," she responded shyly.
Eiji sat down across from her and gave her a worried look. "You doing okay?"
"Wh-what do you mean?"
"You just look kinda down. More than usual, I mean," Eiji replied with a shrug.
"Oh. Um, just family issues." Haru hated lying to anyone, least of all to Eiji. But keeping it to herself was best. Besides, it wasn't a total lie. "I'm sorry. You've been so busy, and when we finally get to see each other I end up like this." She giggled in an apologetic way and finally started in on her tea.
"Don't worry about it. You're not obligated to be happy all the time."
Haru's smile widened a bit. Most people thought of Eiji as being this narcissistic guy, but he could be surprisingly thoughtful. "I know, but... I wanna enjoy my time with you, too."
Eiji returned her smile. "I know."
Unfortunately, their time together was rather short. Eiji had to work, and Haru had an appointment. It always seemed like one or both of them was busy.
"Will you call me later?" Haru asked, glancing eagerly up at him.
Eiji ruffled her hair a bit before pulling her into a hug. The way Haru looked at him, you would think she knew just how to manipulate him. But no, those looks she gave him were entirely unintentional. "Yeah. I'm off at six. Don't forget, we have a gig tonight."
"That's fine. And I won't." Haru snuggled up against him, feeling genuinely happy. Being with Eiji always made her feel this way. Sure, he could be kind of cold, and he had a temper, but he was still Eiji. And she loved him.
Haru gave him a kiss before regretfully watching him leave. That was the good part of her day over. Now for the hard part.
Dr. Hozuki took note of Haru's blood pressure as they waited for the results. Haru sat as still as she could, which was not easy. She was so nervous.
"Take deep breaths, Ms. Yamakawa," the doctor reminded her. Haru breathed deeply, and felt some of her anxiety disappear. Not all of it, but it helped.
Dr. Hozuki was her full-time doctor. It was she who had first noticed signs of mental illness in Haru and recommended her to a good psychiatrist. Haru had always liked her, and appreciated all she did to help.
"Alright, the results should be in. I just need to run down to the lab. I'll only be a few minutes."
Haru nodded and watched her doctor leave. Please don't be positive. Please, please, please, please... Haru repeated this over and over in her head and stared at her clenched hands until Dr. Hozuki returned. When she did, Haru bolted upright.
The doctor looked at Haru's big, pleading green eyes, and smiled in a reassuring way. "We have the results," she began. Haru's brow furrowed worriedly. "And I can tell you that it's positive. There are some things we need to go over now, so I need you to stay strong for me, okay?"
Stay strong? How could she stay strong? She was pregnant! Her entire world had just come crashing down around her! No more Eiji, no more parent's approval, no more friends, no more life! And she was being told to stay strong?
Regardless, Haru did listen, even as she felt like she was slowly crumbling. She would be able to continue taking her medication during her pregnancy, and she was given guidelines for foods she should eat, vitamins she should take, and whatnot. She was also told about classes she could take, and when to come see her doctor again. Dr. Hozuki was good enough to write all this down, since Haru's mental state wasn't exactly good right now.
Dr. Hozuki made sure to stay with Haru, calming her, until she was stable enough to leave. She had offered to find her a ride home, but Haru turned her down. She needed time to think.
When Haru returned home, she rushed to the bathroom to be alone. She nearly got scolded by her father in the process, but otherwise it went off without a hitch.
But what was she going to do?
Why did the bad things always happen to her?
