Broken Cycle After ~ Side Miku

Inspired by the music Deja Vu by VocaCircus

A/N : I'm not used to making Author Notes at the very beginning of a fiction, even less at the beginning of a chapter, but I have to give a few warnings about this chapter. This chapter deal with Miku's Side of the event after chapter one because someone told me "I need to know". Hence at one point it becomes dark and it could be hard to read.

Enjoy!

The time slowly passes no matter what happens. It just follows its endless course without stopping. As time passes, pain fades and scars heals… or are supposed to. In someone's case nothing can help. She's tried everything, putting herself to sleep for hours only to have nightmares over and over again, seeing a professional to share about her pain only to have him tell her she's the problem and she has to think on how to fight this by herself, she's even tried alcohol but it only makes her even sadder.

At first she lives with it, her routine is even more dull, faded, but as she repeats everyday the same things, takes the same path, studies the same things, and sees the same person, the hole in her heart begins to grow. As her mind is not on herself anymore she slowly begins to fail in whatever she does : she fails to understand she learns, she fails at being able to maintain social relations, and as everything accumulates, she fails her year.

Then, it's when everything just becomes too much. She can't help but wonder if that person who's broken her is happy now. If she's able to watch herself in the mirror knowing she's broken the fragile girl she once was and that she is now, more than she ever was before.

The feeling that she is gradually losing control over her own life doesn't help at all. She starts feeling that there is nothing wrong in just breaking free from these chains. She begins to think that the world wouldn't change much even if her weak and useless - as she finds it - existence was just brought to an end.

She feels that no matter what, she can escape.

She is wrong.

She thinks that leaving would make everyone happy.

She is blind.

She believes that it would stop everyone from worrying.

She is hurting.

She is broken. Ever slowly in the room that is in an impossible mess she brings a chair in the middle of the room and gets a cable. Something with what she will free herself. She ties the cable to the ceiling and ever slowly, her eyes filled with unshed tears, her face showing depression she puts the cable to where she knows will free her soul. Standing on her chair, she steps forward and as natural reflexes activates, she moves and tries to free herself from this freedom she sees in the light. Her eyes close as the cable breaks and she falls in the room, fainted.

Her parents alerted by the sudden and heavy noise of something falling in their daughter's room climbs the stairs and call out their daughter when they notice the door is locked. As nothing can be heard they get something to smash open the door only to discover in panic their daughter, their very own blood, sprawled on the floor in the middle of a massive mess, fainted, a cable around her neck.

Panic rises, as first they don't realise what's happened. They shout and try to wake the young girl up but she doesn't move. The older man rushes downstairs and calls the nearby hospital, describing the scene, what they found, and as panic is obvious in his voice, the standard takes him very seriously and sends an ambulance to the said house.

The ambulance arrives, and parks in front of the family house, before ambulance men and women rushes out, not without their tools and a stretcher to recover the girl from her room. The operation is fast and neat and soon the girl is in the ambulance, drove to the hospital. She is examined and as soon as every checks is done she is attributed a room.

The girl sleeps for two days in a row. Her neck has the print of the cable that was tied around her neck, the skin is angry and red, it's not pretty to see.

When the girl wakes up, her parents are in the room. They hug her, crying and ranting one how relieved they are, and somewhere, she also is relieved. Because her parents are there for her, telling her how sorry they are and that they'll do everything in their power to help her through everything.

The doctor comes into the room and smiles when he sees his patient is awake and kindly asks the parents to leave so he can talk one to one with the tealette. He tells her that for further check on how her situation and health improve, she'll stay here for one month if everything goes well. He tells her that her bones and muscles suffered and that it'll take time for them to heal, same for the skin and for the mark to completely leave. He tells her that the mark will stay visible for two to four months and then gradually starts fading. She nods, silent as ever, it's not like she can talk anyways.

During her stay in the hospital she slowly starts to do progress. Between her counseling session with other peoples that share their lives and herself who shares hers, through someone who translates her signs, and her own focus in her studies, she starts feeling great again. She's even met a new friend.

The girl is pretty and tall. She's got blond hair and vibrant blue eyes. It looks like she is happy to live and this feelings slowly spreads to Miku as she spends more time with this girl. This new friend is her assigned nurse and on her tag, it reads Lily. She speaks the sign language so it's very convenient for Miku to talk to her and as she's told the blonde she likes her voice, the blond talks while Miku answers with her signs.

One day Lily comes into her room and smiles but she doesn't tell her why. Miku gives her a questioning look but shrugs it off. Later that day she is given roses. Beautiful roses of every colors, as she thinks Lily is the one courting her she blushes and gives her a look but Lily shakes her head as someone makes her way in the room.

Someone she would have never expected.

Someone she would have never agreed to ever see again.

Someone she could never forget.

Someone she could never forgive.

Someone that made her hate herself everytime she thought about.

Someone that no matter what she'd done, she still loved.

The beautiful blonde nurse leaves the room as the pinkette sits on the small chair next to the bed. Miku looks away while she carefully puts the blanket to her neck. She doesn't need the pity of this woman.

The pinkette fidgets in her seat, unsure of what to do or even what to say so she asks the younger girl if she likes the flowers to which Miku obviously feigns not hearing. Luka sighs deeply and looks at Miku. She doesn't know what to say but she guesses that she can at least try. So she apologies. She apologies for everything she's done. Every single part of their lives that she alone screwed up. She also tells her that she knows. That she knew from the beginning.

More than anything, Miku is hurt. She realises what a jerk her friend was, not that she already had her own idea but facing the very person who led her to this, telling her the very truth, hurts her. But she sees the positive aspect. She's not alone anymore yet Luka is. Because she has no more hold on her, but now Miku does.

Miku has a hold on Luka. Luka needs comfort and Miku knows it.

The tealette turns her head and slowly, oh so slowly, lets a smile make its way to her lips.

She would have never thought fate would be this kind to her.

She would have never thought that someday, she'd have Luka wrapped around her fingers.

A/N: You've reached the end of the chapter! Congratulations! Sorry if you feel bad, it's quite normal. But know that if this continues, it's about time the ratio of Power between Miku and Luka changes. Luka's done enough, don't you think so too?

Thank you for reading and for every reviews I've had so far! Feel free to let me read more of them, I like to know what you think!

Yain.