Ch13

I was running so fast, that people, who were seeing me, would think that someone is chasing after me, to kill me. I opened the door and come in the house. I leaned on the wall to catch my breath. I looked around and realized that no one is actually home. Of course, mother is not coming until late hours. I ran from lessons, wrongly hoping that mum is waiting for me as during old days. Now, I found myself in a completely empty house. I walked slowly in the living room and sat down on the sofa. I sat like this for some times, lured by my own thoughts. Gradually I started to feel that my eyes are becoming sleepy. All the things flew out my head and my head hit the cushion.

I woke up when I heard someone turning the key in the lock. I slowly rose from the sofa and looked in the door's direction. It was mum. She has returned today earlier, like she felt something is going to happen.

"Why didn't you tell me?" I jumped in front of her and asked.

Mum was taking off her shoes. She was doing it so slowly; this was making me nervous, because I wanted to hear an immediate answer. When she finally put the shoes away, without even looking at me she said:

"You are talking about yesterday? Well, I've reconsidered my actions, and understood that I shouldn't have pushed you so much. I told that to auntie and she agreed." She answered simply without any emotions.

"Why didn't you tell me about her situation?" I still wasn't giving up.

"Ah, you wanted to fulfill the last wish of a dying person, so you would get rid of the possible remorse." She said these with some irony, which made my heart, ache mildly.

"Mum, I muttered, what are you talking about?

"Forget it!" She almost cut what I was saying.

"How interesting, I thought to myself. Though she said she is sorry for pushing me, she seems to wear a grudge on me. "At least you could meet auntie! "That was what she exactly thought. All right Yuki, this is not the first time. I said to myself." This is not the first time, when Mohamed forces the mountain to come to him.

Strangely, but this situation didn't disappoint me. Every time, when I did a mistake I knew that the repair of it will be brilliant. The next morning, I waited until mom left the house. After that I change my clothes, made my hair. I also wanted to put some make up, but I change my mind. When I was on my way to hospital, I thought if I didn't exaggerate with my appearance. To look girly is one thing, but why should I have got the only skirt from the closet?

Though I arrived to the hospital with no problem, getting further wasn't that easy. I had to get in the argument with the administration. I had to make a whole tear-jerking story about what I was doing here and why do I need so badly to get upstairs. Finally it was decided that I'm relative of some Pakistani dude who broke his leg and no one came to visit him. This way I was allowed to go upstairs. Fortunately I found the number of the room quickly. I could be calm because Sawada was at school. (I have already checked the information).

I opened the door quietly. Auntie's head was turned toward the window. When she heard the door opening she slowly turned her head toward the direction of the door.

"Good morning! I bowed and the walked in the center in the room. I am Yuki Kuroda. I am really sorry I couldn't come yesterday. Hope mum explained you everything."

I didn't notice how fast the time has passed. Talking with auntie was interesting. She was quite up-to-date old lady. Soon my mum arrived too. When she saw me, she was quite surprised, hence she didn't show it. We talked like nothing happened, though I knew that that the issue isn't solved.

I walk out the hospital and was heading toward the school. In order to arrive to quicker, you should pass through a park. I saw a group of guys gathering around and discussing something vividly. They grab my attention, when I realized that some of them were quite familiar. One of them was a fleshy guy, who looked like a bear. Wait a minute, they no one else but Kuma and another one is a tall guy with blonde hair, Uchi. But what are they doing here, instead of trainings? We are short in time, and this dumbasses are dallying!