"Daijoubu?" Ken looks at her face.
She slaps his face.
"What the....?" Ken was jolted and felt his cheek. It was red. He looked at her.
"Megumi....?"
This time it is Ken who is pinned to the ground with Megumi sitting on his stomach as she continued to slap him and pound his chest. Ken could feel every intensity of each slap she made. He also felt the frustrating anger that came with it. It amazed him that despite what she just went through a few minutes ago, she still had enough energy to hit him.
"YAMERO!!! OI!! MEGUMI!!!!" Ken tried to stop her but every time he reached for her arms, she would bite him.
"I HATE YOU, KEN HIDAKA!!!"
"STOP IT! YOU'RE GETTING HYSTERICAL!!!"
"I WANT TO BE HYSTERICAL! I WANT TO FIGHT!!! I WANT TO KICK YOUR ASS!!! I'VE BEEN LOOKING ALL OVER FOR YOU AND YOU DENY ME LIKE THIS?"
"THAT'S NOT IT!!!"
"LIAR!!!!"
"CHIGAU!!! YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND, MEGUMI!!!"
"STOP IT! STOP IT!!! WHAT IS THAT I DON'T UNDERSTAND?? MAMA TELLS ME THE SAME CRAP ALL THESE YEARS!! I'M 16 YEARS OLD AND YOU TELL ME I CAN'T UNDERSTAND MY OWN BROTHER????!!!!!"
"MEGUMI!!!"
The slapping continued. She was having a frenzy. Ken had already felt blood in his lips. He continued to reach for Megumi's hands. Megumi continued to scream and has called Ken every obscenity imaginable. It irked Ken but he understood the anger she felt. He has managed to hold her wrists, only this time she began to move wildly.
They began to wrestle. The two were rolling on the grass as Ken continued to grip her wrists as she tried hard to release them.
Ken had somehow managed to get the upper hand and succeeded to keep her still. But Ken noticed something strange.
He pulled her arm. The sight of cut marks reflected on her right arm. Another jagged sutured mark on the left wrist.
"WHERE DID YOU GET THESE SCARS?" Ken was horrified. He thought about a lot of crazy things could happen but this is by far the worst.
"WHAT DO YOU CARE?"
"I'M ASKING YOU A QUESTION, DAMMIT!!!"
"SO I CUT MYSELF A LITTLE, SO WHAT ABOUT IT? BIG DEAL!!!"
"YOU CALL THIS A LITTLE?! YOU WANNA KILL YOURSELF, IS THAT IT? YOU'RE JUST GOING TO END IT LIKE THIS?"
"DON'T TALK TO ME THAT WAY!!!"
"I'LL TALK THE WAY I LIKE!!!"
"YOU'RE NOT MY FATHER!!!"
"YOU NEVER HAD ONE!!! HE LEFT US BEFORE YOU COULD EVEN TALK!!!!"
Ken swore he had been holding back the whole time to hit her, but this time the urge was so great. All he could do was clench his fists and grit his teeth. He tasted the blood from his lip where Megumi had been slapping him nonstop.
He did not want to remind her of such things. He did not want to be reminded of his stupid father. He remembered watching his mother weep. He remembered being in the hospital. She almost had a miscarriage with the twins. That was why Katsuya and Tetsuya were born premature. She nearly died. Megumi was still a baby. He remembered her crying. Trying to keep her quiet in his arms as he paced nervously in the waiting room.
Tears just would not fall for him. He swore he would never feel any remorse for what his father did to them. Young as he was, he knew that he had to be strong for everyone. For himself.
She slaps his face.
"What the....?" Ken was jolted and felt his cheek. It was red. He looked at her.
"Megumi....?"
This time it is Ken who is pinned to the ground with Megumi sitting on his stomach as she continued to slap him and pound his chest. Ken could feel every intensity of each slap she made. He also felt the frustrating anger that came with it. It amazed him that despite what she just went through a few minutes ago, she still had enough energy to hit him.
"YAMERO!!! OI!! MEGUMI!!!!" Ken tried to stop her but every time he reached for her arms, she would bite him.
"I HATE YOU, KEN HIDAKA!!!"
"STOP IT! YOU'RE GETTING HYSTERICAL!!!"
"I WANT TO BE HYSTERICAL! I WANT TO FIGHT!!! I WANT TO KICK YOUR ASS!!! I'VE BEEN LOOKING ALL OVER FOR YOU AND YOU DENY ME LIKE THIS?"
"THAT'S NOT IT!!!"
"LIAR!!!!"
"CHIGAU!!! YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND, MEGUMI!!!"
"STOP IT! STOP IT!!! WHAT IS THAT I DON'T UNDERSTAND?? MAMA TELLS ME THE SAME CRAP ALL THESE YEARS!! I'M 16 YEARS OLD AND YOU TELL ME I CAN'T UNDERSTAND MY OWN BROTHER????!!!!!"
"MEGUMI!!!"
The slapping continued. She was having a frenzy. Ken had already felt blood in his lips. He continued to reach for Megumi's hands. Megumi continued to scream and has called Ken every obscenity imaginable. It irked Ken but he understood the anger she felt. He has managed to hold her wrists, only this time she began to move wildly.
They began to wrestle. The two were rolling on the grass as Ken continued to grip her wrists as she tried hard to release them.
Ken had somehow managed to get the upper hand and succeeded to keep her still. But Ken noticed something strange.
He pulled her arm. The sight of cut marks reflected on her right arm. Another jagged sutured mark on the left wrist.
"WHERE DID YOU GET THESE SCARS?" Ken was horrified. He thought about a lot of crazy things could happen but this is by far the worst.
"WHAT DO YOU CARE?"
"I'M ASKING YOU A QUESTION, DAMMIT!!!"
"SO I CUT MYSELF A LITTLE, SO WHAT ABOUT IT? BIG DEAL!!!"
"YOU CALL THIS A LITTLE?! YOU WANNA KILL YOURSELF, IS THAT IT? YOU'RE JUST GOING TO END IT LIKE THIS?"
"DON'T TALK TO ME THAT WAY!!!"
"I'LL TALK THE WAY I LIKE!!!"
"YOU'RE NOT MY FATHER!!!"
"YOU NEVER HAD ONE!!! HE LEFT US BEFORE YOU COULD EVEN TALK!!!!"
Ken swore he had been holding back the whole time to hit her, but this time the urge was so great. All he could do was clench his fists and grit his teeth. He tasted the blood from his lip where Megumi had been slapping him nonstop.
He did not want to remind her of such things. He did not want to be reminded of his stupid father. He remembered watching his mother weep. He remembered being in the hospital. She almost had a miscarriage with the twins. That was why Katsuya and Tetsuya were born premature. She nearly died. Megumi was still a baby. He remembered her crying. Trying to keep her quiet in his arms as he paced nervously in the waiting room.
Tears just would not fall for him. He swore he would never feel any remorse for what his father did to them. Young as he was, he knew that he had to be strong for everyone. For himself.