Hey everyone (again)! Hope you like it! Still don't own OHSHC! Happy reading!
"Haruhi. What is that on your arm?" Kyoya asked as he looked over from his laptop and my breath hitched.
'Dammit! How could I be so stupid! Of course Kyoya, of all people, would notice!' I thought as I quickly unrolled my sleeves and tossed my computer back into my bag and tried to run for the door. Kyoya had managed to get up and grab me by the wrist and pulled me close to him. He was very gentle but firm nonetheless and it made me wince. Kyoya noticed and moved up my arm to holding me between my shoulder and elbow, but again I winced. At this point, Kyoya was clearly irritated and without shaking his obvious irritation cupped my face and made me look up at the handsome young man who stood so closely. Closer than he had ever been.
"Haruhi. Are you wearing an undershirt?" He asked point blank, in his usual monotone.
My face instantly flushed. What was he getting at? I could feel the heat rising to my cheeks and my eyes widening.
"Uhn… wh-why do you ask?" I couldn't keep my voice from shaking.
"It's a yes or no Haruhi. The sooner you answer the sooner it can be over and we can avoid the extra drama of Tamaki and the twins. I assume you want that, yes?" He stated taking a step back, clearly getting the misunderstanding that was running through my mind.
"Yes, I am. And you're right. Less people that know, the better." I sighed and took off my Ouran blazer and draped it over the back of the nearest chair and my white shirt following suit, so I was standing in front of Kyoya in a black camisole. For the first time that I had ever heard, Kyoya inhaled sharply at the scene. Clearly he was shocked at what he was seeing, which made me even more self-conscious at what I knew he was staring at.
"Haruhi…. What in the absolute HELL is going on?! Who in the fuck has been doing this to you?" Kyoya raised his voice, which caused me to wince. It was then that I noticed that the bruises from last night had gotten worse since I saw them this morning and the fresh cut marks were starting to bleed from him grabbing me. I started to hyperventilate and grabbed my shirt and blazer and ran towards the bathroom that was in the prep room and locked myself in. I lost it. I started crying and it made me start to vomit. I was scared, anxious and angry all at the same time. That's when I heard Tamaki at the door.
"Haruhi…. Is everything alright? What's going on? Kyoya is mad and won't say anything. I could hear you crying from the main room." Tamaki said in a soft voice. "Please let me in Haruhi."
"GO AWAY SENPAI! JUST…. JUST GET OUT OF HERE! IT DOESN'T CONCERN YOU!" I yelled. It made me vomit again. When I was sure I was done, I stood up and looked at myself in the mirror above the sink. I looked sick. I hadn't realized I had lost as much weight as I had and I had dark bruises all up and down my arms and chest. It angered me and before I could think, I punched and shattered the mirror. "FUCK!" I started crying again.
'What was happening to me?' I thought as I grabbed the towel on the hook and wrapped my hand in it to stop the bleeding.
That had been the final straw, Tamaki kicked the door in. He froze and his beautiful violet eyes widened at the sight of me on the floor and the glass everywhere. I turned away as fast as I could but I already knew he was disgusted with me. How could you see something like that and NOT be disgusted?
"Oh, Haruhi…. The glass…. Here let me help you up. I don't want you to get more hurt." He said picking me up easily into his strong arms.
"Don't Senpai! The glass and I don't want to get blood on your uniform…" I said hanging my head in shame. How could I be so stupid? Don't….. don't touch me. I kept repeating it until I came to say it out loud.
"DON'T TOUCH ME! PUT ME DOWN! DON'T FUCKING TOUCH ME! GET AWAY FROM ME NOW!" I tried to get out of his grip but even though it was gentle, he was firmly carrying me to couches where the rest of the host club now sat. I got my hand free and smacked the princely figure. He was taken aback by it but didn't let me go. He sat down so I was in his lap and just held me closer.
"It's okay Haruhi. I'm not going to hurt you. No one here is going to do that. I promise that you will always be safe." He wrapped his hand in my hair and hugged me. He didn't overreact like he normally did and he didn't call himself my dad. Not once. I wrapped my arms around his neck and sobbed. I felt like such a fool. I acted crazy, assaulted my upper classmate and my friend, I broke school property and now my friends probably wanted nothing to do with me now.
"Haru-chan? Are you okay? Do you want to hold Usa-chan?" Honey-Senpai was the first out of my friends to talk to me since I finished bawling. I got off Tamaki's lap and sat next to him. I finally got the courage to look up and face the Loli-boy. Honey sat quietly with prized bunny in his lap and his faithful, yet quiet, cousin next to him. Honey was concerned but gave me a small smile. I still had not donned my white dress shirt or the blazer. I smiled as best as I could back but everyone around me knew it was fake. Honey got up, walked over to me and sat the bunny in my lap. Before I could say anything he hugged me. I was about to say something but he just squeezed me tighter. I finally caved and hugged him back.
"So what is going on Haruhi?" the baritone voice that broke the silence was the most surprising. So much so that everyone except Honey, turned to look at Mori.
"I uh… I'm okay. Promise." I said trying to sound convincing but it obviously failed. Surprisingly the voices I had expected to hear from by now had remained quiet. I looked over towards the twins, Hikaru was shaking with what was probably anger and Koaru just looked deep in thought. I braved a glance over at Kyoya, who looked much as he had earlier after discovering my hidden little secret.
"Haruhi, just go ahead and cut the bullshit will ya?" Hikaru said in a pissed off voice.
I hung my head and flinched as his words stung more than my hand did.
"I'm sorry Hikaru…." I said unsure of what to say otherwise. I know what they want me to say but its too hard for me to say and I'm not sure what they will say.
"DON'T BE SORRY YOU IDIOT! JUST TELL US WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON! WE'RE FRIENDS AREN'T WE? FRIENDS LET FRIENDS HELP EACH OTHER OUT!"
"HIKARU! Enough! Can't you see she is going through something tough right now? No need to yell at her. You are the one who is acting like an idiot." Koaru finally said. It took his brother by surprise since he was usually so passive or at least mature enough to keep his voice even. Hikaru made a huff and turned away from his brother, knowing he was right and that he shouldn't let his emotions control his life.
"Haruhi. You need to tell us what is going on so we can help you. I'm sure you would rather tell us than me to do some digging up on my own and or have the help of my family's private police force get involved." Kyoya said pushing his glass up the bridge of his nose.
I sighed. I knew I wasn't going to be able to leave without giving at least some sort of an explanation. I began about what I could remember as a young child and how my parents attempted to drown me several times, had stabbed me, broken bones, even tried to get me addicted to drugs and forcing alcohol down my throat. I told them about the beatings and when the cutting and burning myself started and how I had been trying to deal with an eating disorder on my own. I told them about all the families and how Ranka had adopted me just half a year ago. I told them about my jobs but I lied and said that I no longer worked there and that the bruises were from a random attack when I took a walk to clear my head. They seemed to believe me. I figured that based on the time that the club had posted a sign that they were closed today for whatever reason, probably for studying. I looked at my watch and realized I was going to be late for work if I didn't get going to work right away. I stood up and went to collect my belongings.
"Hey guys, I need to get going. I have work tonight. I'll see you guys tomorrow. We can talk more later." I said and walked to go put my coat on. They seemed to be a little skeptical but didn't stop me and agreed that they would see me later. I hurried out of the building and caught the bus just in time to take me downtown.
When I got close to where I would be working at, I got off and went down the alley toward one of the sleaziest shops in town and walked in. I quickly changed just in time for my shift to start. It was going to be a while before my time on stage so I donned my wig and made sure it was secure so it wasn't going anywhere until I wanted to take it off and put my makeup on and started to cover up the bruises and cuts. I found the skankiest costume we had on the rack and put it on. I heard the music change and started walking towards the stage. The DJ put on some music and I started doing my thing. I had 4 dances and 2 private dances.
When I was just about to leave, the owner came over to me and said I had one last request for the night and then I was done. Despite the type of business he runs, Kiro was a really sweet man and took care of us. I sighed and agreed and it was more from being tired of these damned heels more than anything and wanting to get some sleep. I went to Private Room 6 and when I opened the door, I froze.
"Fujioka?" He said in a shocked expression but then he got evil glint in his eyes. I gulped knowing this would not end very well.
DUN DUN! Who is this mysterious person? What will come of them seeing Haruhi at work? Can't wait to see what happens next! Hehe!