Darkness had captured her sight, nothing but the feel of smooth texture consuming most of her face. Picking up her head, her vision was blurred and shaky, only making out shapes and outlines of the objects around her as a new grayish light appeared. Frustrated, she rubbed her eyes and looked down at the wavy covers she had hugged herself with at this time. The vague outline of her hands threw the covers away, exposing the almost colorless peach tone on her legs. She sat up and pointed her body to the side of the bed, her hand attempting to sooth the pain rocking around in her head.
"Why is my head pounding?" She hissed to herself, her other fingers finding the gentle surface of circular beads on a string. Yanking on it, she flinched at the blinding light and the added pain to the sudden exposure.
Few seconds and she pushed herself out of bed, making her way to the bathroom. Her hands clenched on to the side of the door, her head peaking into the barely lit restroom. A terrible habit she'd do, thinking somebody might pop up and scare the daylights out of her. Childish, she thought of it, but old habits die hard.
She found her reflection as she stepped into the room. Puffy pink eyeballs circling around blue iris and her nose has turned into a light red color. Her bangs were sticking against her moist cheeks, her lips dying of thirst with brown strings attacking the corners. Her face had become dull in color and without a doubt, her jaw was tensing when she realized the answer to her previous question.
How forgetful she has become, she had almost forgotten she cried herself to sleep. Almost forgotten that she hadn't cried so heavily in a long time and almost forgotten the result of releasing all the sadness and inner anger. Were the emotions all released, of course not. Eventually, it was going to multiple like a virus and bottle in her.
She decided to look away from her pitiful self and start the water, splashing her face. Brushing against her skin, the cool liquid awakened her senses and finally woke her up. Not daring to look at the mirror again, she grabbed a rag that was slouched over a nearby ring and dried herself up.
The red eyes were still recent, more or less she couldn't have slept more than several minutes. No meaning for sleep when she was wide awake, she figured she might as well do something. Throwing the rag on the floor, she threw herself onto the bed and stared at the ceiling fan dangle and spin for her. She needed to think of something else to do, not let her mind drift into the events that occurred earlier. She didn't need, no, want to become wrapped up in depressing thoughts in some type of trance.
Not alone with nobody to comfort her, at least.
Her eyes gazed down to a black screen blankly watching her, begging silently to be used. She signed, giving into the silent pleas as she reached for the remote. Some T.V could help her.
"Hitomi?"
The woman's empty stare never left the lit up screen. Not responding to her own name, Leifang felt at uneasy and closed the door behind her. Her back pressed against the door, her dark eyes still staring at her dead-like friend. She knew that there was grief, something she's never seen in the bubbly female. The tough, cheerful Hitomi she knew wasn't slouching there like a rag doll.
She tried again, saying her name more forcefully. A sapphire iris gawking at the Chinese woman was all she got as a response. She dared to sit next to her, her hands folded away from Hitomi.
"How long have you been up? You look awful."
Click. The screen went black along with the mini voices inside of it. Hitomi merely brought herself to have her legs embracing her torso, her knees now supporting her head.
"Since twelve." She stated, her tone dead and hushed.
"Have you tried sleeping again?" Leifang asked, pushing hair back against Hitomi's ear. A strange look of uncertainty and confusion appeared on the half German.
"No."
"Do you want to get some air?"
"No."
Leifang was taken back at that, her uneasiness growing. Hitomi would jump to go out.
"Are you okay? Did something happen?"
"Yeah, I'm just coping," She answered,"Just coping."
"Coping with what?"
Hitomi held back a sob in her throat, her teeth grinding. She picked her head and brought herself to stare at the concerning gaze of her friend's. The overwhelming feeling squeezing her lungs and her throat, the growing worry was slowly becoming painful to Hitomi to stare at. Why were simple words so hard to say now?
"Hitomi, what happened? Did somebody hurt you?"
"N-No."
She hiccuped as uncontrollable sobs escaped her mouth, her eyes watering and her body quaking at the sudden temperature drop. Warm smooth hands were on her shoulders, dark orbs wanting an answer.
"You're scaring me. What happened?"
Her mouth was sewed shut, the words swirling inside. She couldn't bear to look at Leifang and slammed her head against her chest in shame. Screaming but no noise leaving, Hitomi's arms and fists hugged the fabric of Leifang's shirt. Leifang blinked, not processing at the sudden contact or movements. Her hands auto-piloted and landed on her back, rubbing comfortably. She knew what would happen.
"Shh, it's okay. You can let it out." Leifang whispered in a soft-spoken manner. When Hitomi's mouth finally open, strangled noises formed and came out. Whimpers and sobs were following behind that and what sounded like broken words were trying to fit in-between. Hitomi tried to speak properly but the words were so unclear. She tried to breath and relax enough to say something. Leifang watched the sobs attempt to die out.
"Hitomi, what are you trying to say?"
"Dead.." Hitomi managed to cough up.
That silenced Leifang and somehow, her gut was telling her what that dead meant. She knew what the poor breaking girl was trying to say. She knew what this had meant.
"Your dad?"
Hitomi rubbed her head, her hiccuping growing worse. Leifang stroked her hair and her throat went dry.
"I'm so sorry, Hitomi."
Her words were blocked out by the hysterical crying. It never reached Hitomi's ears.
(A/N: I'm so so so sorry about the late posting! Testing, school work, and with me procrastinating, I finally hopped on this. Anyways, awfully sorry if this was either shorter than usually or boring. I'll try to get in chapters faster and also debating on keeping the One Night at Freddy's story or keeping it as a one-shot now. But I will get right on these chapters and figure out what to do!)