She got up from her bed quicker than lightning. Hanako yelled,"GET OUT OF MY ROOM!" For the first time with this girl, the calmest girl, the quietest girl I've ever met, I was frightened. "I KNOW I AM BROKEN! I KNOW I NEED HELP! I DON'T NEED YOU TO TELL ME THAT!"
Hisao, frightened as fuck at this point, replied, "I never said you were broken, or anything like that!"
"It's written on your face," Hanako furiously screamed, "It's written on your face! It's written on Lilly's face! It's written on everyone's face!" She started to add,"I see a therapist every weekend! Lilly dotes me as if I were a child! And now...even you!"
"Nothing's changed, nothing at all! I hate Lilly, and I...I hate you more than anyone!" Her face moves in strange, almost grotesque ways. I've never seen someone completely lose it before, but it looks like the usually quiet and withdrawn girl in front of me is going into just such a destructive cycle before my eyes. I don't know what to do. I have no idea what I should say or do. "Go! Leave me alone," Hanako screeches,"Get out of here!"
I take a step back, then another, and then another. My retreat is only halted when I feel the door against my back. I can't fix this situation. Nothing I say would change anything, now. I feel like I'm in a strange and deeply unsettling foreign world. I don't want to be here anymore.
The door handle fights my clumsy attempts to open the door without turning my back to Hanako. Eventually, thankfully, the door handle moves downward. I open the door as fast as I can and almost leap backwards through it. As I go through, I keep my eyes on the girl in front of me. She's not broken,
Hanako isn't broken. If she's broken then I'm just as broken as she is after all that's happened to me. Lilly only ever did the best by her, and I only ever tried to protect her the best I could. Hanako looks down, all her energy spent. Now that I've left her room, the worst of her fury is gone.
I lazily start to make my way back to my dorm, bumping into everything on the way. "Why did I have to be such a fucking fool," Hisao asks himself. When he gets to his room, finally, he grabs his phone.
Hey,guys. Considering this is newer times,I'm gonna kinda... Ruin the story a little here,sorry. (He's gonna have a Smart Phone kinda thing going.)
He goes to his contacts list, to find Lilly's number right in front of him. With that, he presses the dial button. A voice on the other line picks up.
"Hello," The voice answers, in a language Hisao is now easily detecting after all of his experience,"Who is this?"
Hisao replies with, "Hello, Lilly's Mom. This is Hisao, may I speak with Lilly?"
Lilly's mom was impressed,"Hisao! Your English has improved ten fold!"
A few minutes later, a more familiar voice picks up the phone. "Hello," Lilly questions,"Who is this?" The only thing he did was cry on his line of the phone.
