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About 10:30PM - Hana Song's Bedroom
"Jonathan...we need to talk…" says Hana, her eyes peering into mine showing some form of sadness buried deep within. My body began to tense up, I had a really bad feeling about what was about to happen. I knew I wouldn't like it.
"I've noticed that - up until tonight - you've been acting kind of...weird, ever since you came back from Korea." She says, loosening her grip on my hand. She inhales a deep breath.
"Are you….okay with the way things happened? Up until today you were kind of afraid to even kiss me…" she says, looking away from me as if I had done something wrong to her. My breathing, which was already pretty heavy, increased slightly. My nerves suddenly became wracked.
"I uhm…" stumbling on my words, trying to say something, anything at all that wouldn't affect our relationship.
"I mean, it's quite h-hard trying to re-adjust to something that scarred me so much, Hana" I say, looking down at my body, the scars and bruises still somewhat fresh upon my skin.
"I know that it was unwilling but...when you're on the end of something so painful, and seeing the body of the person you love torment you, along with your best friend, it's bound to leave some scars...and not just physical ones either…" I say solemnly. Hana fully removes her hand from my grasp, and sits up on the edge of the bed, putting her underwear back on. She heave in a big breath, and laughs slightly to herself.
"I can't believe this...I knew we shouldn't have gone to that fucking party…" she says, starting to cry to herself. I reach my arm out to her back, but she swats my hand away.
"No...you see me like I'm some kind of monster, like I'm not even me anymore…" she says as her voice begins to break slightly. My heart begins aching like nothing I have ever felt before.
"Hana, it's not like that, I just need time that's all...it was only a few days ago! My body still hurts real fucking bad because of what happened…" I say, trying to reason with Hana whos emotions have taken over her train of thought and sense of reason. She turns her body around to face me and examines my body with her eyes as she has done several times over the past few days.
"Oh..God...Jonathan I...I just don't know anymore!" she cries out, throwing her body into mine with some force. It hurt but, I take Hana into my embrace, her tears flowing freely like waterfalls, falling onto my upper body. I pat her head, and hold her closer to me.
"Hana...no matter what, I promised you when we were in Japan that I would never let you go again. I want to keep that promise to you. I am not the strongest guy, or the richest, or the smartest but I think that I could definitely be one of the nicest, at least in terms of guys I know. You mean so much to me, Hana. Every time I look into your eyes…" I say as I pick her chin up and look into her "...I am entranced like nothing else. There's something simply magical about you Hana, and every element of you appeals to me. This is something that I can get over, after all, I just had sex with you, which I think is a pretty big physical commitment. It's just sometimes...I get these...I dunno, visions I guess? That's the best way to describe them."
"V-Visions?" she mutters out in a curious tone, still somewhat whimpering her way through her tears.
"Well, how can I say it…it's like, sometimes, even when I'm not even asleep, I see you in that outfit you wore back at that time...and I get scared Hana. Really scared. I couldn't even sleep the past two days over this" I say, hoping that she gets my message. She looks downwards, her thoughts must be a mess. Damn it, this is all my fault! I shouldn't doubt myself and Hana like this! If I was just stronger, Hana wouldn't have to feel like this on her birthday.
"Here…" I say, reaching into my bag to get the present I bought for her from The Bastion earlier in the day. "This is for you...when I saw it, I just knew that it would be perfect for you. You seem to have an affinity for Rabbits, with your mascot being B. NY and all, so I thought that this would suit you." I say, holding the rather shoddily wrapped present (I only had a few minutes, what did you expect?). She takes it into her hands, and after wiping her eyes, she unwraps it. A bunny shaped necklace encrusted with diamonds and rose quartz.
"Oh my God..Jonathan...this is beautiful, where did you get it?" she says with glee finally returning to her voice. She turns around, her facing away from me and hands me the necklace.
"Put it on me~!" she says with a distinct cheer. Jeez, she's certainly quick to change her mood. Is this another condition of her multiple personalities, or is this how she really is? I may be dating Hana for about a month now but, I still feel like there is a lot to learn about her.
"And...there, it's on" I say, affixing the two ends of the necklace to one another. Hana turns around and holds the necklace in her hands, staring at it in wonder. She honestly can act like such a child sometimes I swear…
"Jonathan...I know you said you need time but...I don't want to lose you. You're all I have left in this world, at least, you're the only person I have left that I care about…" she says, looking down again, before slowly lifting her face up to look at mine again.
But this time, it's with that look. One which I have only seen rarely. That weird, uncanny obsessive look, like the ones she would give whenever Amélie was around.
"You're mine fo-re-ver~! Heehee!" she says with a giggle, looking at me and holding my body close to hers in a somewhat uncomfortable way.
"Uh, y-yeah, eh th-thanks Hana" I say, patting her head to try and appease her. Something doesn't feel right here, and it's not that feeling that I had whilst in Korea. This is something that's been around since the beginning but I don't really know what it is.
*BRRZT BRRZT*
"Damn that's my phone…" I mumble out as I pick my phone up from the desk beside Hana's bed.
From: Mom
Don't forget you have school tomorrow JoJo! You better get back home soon! You can spend time with Hana at the weekend.
Yeesh, she didn't have to be so bloody blunt about it. I sigh and put my phone back on the desk beside me. Hana tightens her grip even more.
"Who was that, darling?" she questions, trying to pry her eyes onto my phone screen.
"It was my mom, unfortunately. I gotta go home because we have School tomorrow and stuff…" I say, finally putting my clothes back on.
"Aww, but it's my birthday!" she says with a frown and a sulken tone to her voice, like a child just got told they couldn't go and get an ice-cream or something like that.
"I know but, she did say we could spend the weekend at mine. After all, it's only three days away, I'm sure you can hold out for that long" I say, holding her cheek again. Thankfully, her normal, innocent gaze has come back, and I look into those pure, hazel coloured seas of beauty once again.
"Hmph, fine then I guess" she says with a little pout, puffing her cheeks. I give them a squeeze to which she responds with a "Muuu!" but I pay her no heed, I enjoy teasing her like this every once in a while. After heading downstairs and kissing Hana one more time, I stepped outside into the rather cold night time suburbia.
"Jonathan...I love you…" She says, calling my name out from behind me.
"I love you too, Hana Song" I say back. My voice wavered a little bit, and I sincerely hope that she didn't notice. It's not that I don't love Hana but, I'm just so confused and bewildered at the state of things now. I thought I could handle two personalities but potentially four now? My brain was a wreck. I had to do something, so I whipped out my phone and texted my mom, telling her I'd be home a bit later than expected because I needed to stop over by a friends place.
And that friend, was Angela Ziegler.
10:50PM - West Avenue, Angela Ziegler's House
I actually feel terrible doing this. Angela is one of the last people I actually wanted to burden with this right now. Fareeha would normally be a better choice here but Angela medical expertise is second-to-none, and that includes neurology and the like. Surely, she's got to know what's up with Hana's mind and why it became the way it is. Hana's explanation to me back in Japan just seemed to vague and only really explained the trigger for the change between her base persona and her D. Va persona. Something just wasn't adding up. Maybe there was something from her medical reports that Angela refuses to tell me. I know she's grieving right now, but I need to find out what's up with Hana, otherwise I could be dealing with a ticking time bomb that could explode at literally any moment which isn't something I need right now after I lost two of my friends in the space of a few days. After taking a heavy breath, I knock on her door and wait for someone to come and answer. I hear some shuffling coming from the other side of the door, and after a few more seconds, it opens.
For lack of a better word, Angela was a fucking mess. Her empty eyes had heavy bags under them, more than likely caused by an immense lack of sleep. Her hair was messy and all frizzled up, which was just not her usual image. She'd always have her hair done, even when we'd go on school trips to farms and crap like that, she'd always have a decent looking head on her but now she looks...empty, broken...defeated.
"Ah, Jonathan…" she says with a somewhat weak voice, forcing out a smile. "I wasn't expecting you, do please come in." she says, ushering me to come in. I accept her invitation and walk in towards her living room. After getting me a glass of water, she sits beside me, crossing one leg over the other.
"What brings you here? You've never really ever come here unless I've asked…" she questions, looking down into her glass, an immense aura of sadness emanating from her. I'm really sorry Angela but, I gotta do this...for Hana...for me.
"I wanted to know something about Hana...and perhaps tell you something too." I asked, her face now looking in my direction with her curiosity piqued somewhat.
"Hmm? What exactly do you need knowledge of? She's quite healthy, all things considered."
"It's not necessarily about her physical health, Angela." I say, looking at her with quite the serious face. Maybe I was acting too tense but, I needed to convey the seriousness of the whole ordeal to her.
"I think that she may have another personality hiding inside her."
"Are you sure?" she says with a puzzled look. "When I was doing my examination I found no signs of any more than the three we know of. Now granted, I am not a psychologist, but based on her brain profile and mental readings she should only have the three."
"Well, we may need to refer her to a psychologist then, because I think she has a fourth. I've noticed this ever since about a week or two ago now but, whenever I would start to get close to someone else, Hana would seemingly get super protective of me, even more so than expected of a girlfriend. She'd cling incredibly hard to my arm, her eyes would look void of life and look kinda creepy and her sense of reason seemed to dip slightly. I don't know what to think of it really, hence why I'm bringing it up to you." I say, pleading with her to help me. I know now is not a great time for you Angela and if things were different I wouldn't be begging with you now but...please hear my cry!
"Hmm, it seems like you could be onto something although I'd imagine it's just her being protective to an extreme degree. But, if you feel like you must pursue this issue, call this number and they'll have a look at her and hopefully you'll find your answers there. " she scribbles out a number and name on a small piece of paper and hands it to me.
'Dr. Satya Vaswani PhD - 08X 7X6 3XXX'
"She's good if a bit ehm, emotionally deaf and blunt. Don't let that get to you though. be sure to let her know that I sent you and she'll hopefully waive her consultation fee." says Angela with a light smile. "Is that all you needed me for?" she asks.
"Ehm, I guess for now it's all I need to know. I hope this Vaswani person or whatever can give Hana a thorough exam because I have no idea what's going on inside that head of hers. I'll skip school with Hana tomorrow and give her a visit" I say, putting the paper in my wallet.
"Skipping school is not like you, then again given what we've...been through, McCree surely won't mind, especially if it's for Hana." She says with her familiarly friendly aura finally coming through her voice. She leads me to her front door and opens it.
"Hey, thanks for coming over. I needed something to help take my mind off of...things for now. I'm grateful" says Angela. I give her a small friendly hug and smile at her.
"You'll be fine Angela. You're strong and I know you;ll get through this. See you around!" I say, turning to walk away. She reciprocates my salutations and I walk home, curious as to see who this Vaswani figure was and how well she'd be able to deal with the ever mysterious Hana Song.
(A/N: Hey everyone, sorry if this chapter is a bit light on being interesting as there's a lot going on. Hana's going to have a bit of a surprise when she meets Jonathan next, but will their relationship ever contain the same amount of excitement and happiness as it did at the beginning? The last few chapters are in sight I think. Honestly, I think 40 was a bit too much. Maybe around the 30-35 range is the ballpark I'm aiming for, although depending on how I want to approach the ending, we could still reach 40 but 30-35 is much more realistic as of now if I'm still doing about 2.5K words a chapter. We're approaching territory that, while maybe not as bleak as the death of Lena, is going to be upsetting (emotionally, I don't mean it in the disgusting way) to some of you. Thanks for reading, I'll see you next time!)