Forgiven: Part 3
Blackout
Author: T.A. Medley (
Category: Anime-Sailor Moon
Genre: Romance/Mystery/Drama
Rating: PG (dark fic)
AN: Thanks for the reviews from the fifteen that cared enough to review. I really appreciate it!
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I sat there, my mind spinning, my body ablaze, my nerves shot, fear and apprehension running through my veins. A cold wind blew from outside; there was no glass in the window to prevent it from entering the misty bathroom. Knocks were heard from the opposite side of the door, but they were ignored. How could I explain what happened to them if I couldn't explain it to myself?
I looked around and surveyed the damage that had been done. Shattered glass was all over the floor. Toiletries were scattered around the countertop. Blood was floating in the bathtub with me. I grabbed a broken peace of glass that rested upon the cold, white marble floor. As I looked at myself, I saw a person that I had never seen before. I saw a grief stricken child, given responsibilities that she was unable to handle. I saw blood and scars; scars from my stolen childhood, blood for lost battles. I was no longer the giddy child who could find a horrible situation and make the best of it. I was alone and scared. I was battered and abused. I laid my head backwards and let the water cleanse my wounds, hoping that when I came up all would be better the way the victims of leprosy arose from the Jordan river, cured and clean.
Alas, my hopes we shattered. I came up worse than I felt before. Now the bloody water was in my hair and on my face. Then I asked myself, where could the blood have come from? Again I picked up the broken mirror piece and looked once more. I saw blood all over my face. My eyes were red and my face was pale. I literally looked like I had been run over by a truck. It was apparent that the blood had originated from my mouth, for wet traces could still be tasted upon my lips. The blood also came from my ears. I touched them and they stung greatly. What happened to me? I didn't understand. Was my sadness so great that it caused a supernatural outburst to occur? Was my bottled up anger and grief finally unleashed upon the elements of the bathroom? Too many questions and no answers at all.
By now my mother and Father were screaming and pounding on the door. I slowly rose and turned on the shower to rinse the contents of blood from my hair. I had to look presentable before my parents so that the lie I was contemplating would at least satisfy their curiosity a bit.
I wrapped the robe around myself and tied it tightly; its warmth providing me with sudden security. I opened the door to find my parents standing there, open-mouthed and misty-eyed.
"Kami, what happened Usagi?" my mother asked enveloping me in her arms. "Are you okay?"
"Hai, mama. Gomen nassai, I fell over the tub and ran into the mirror and the window." Great lie I thought. They are really going to believe that.
"It's okay, Usa-chan. We're just glad you're okay," my Father said compassionately, grabbing his little girl and holding me in his arms.
"Yeah, Usagi would find away to break the mirror and window at the same time. I wouldn't expect less from an 'odango-atma'," my little brother snickered.
Immediately my mom shot him a piercing look and he sauntered out the room.
"Sweetheart, are you sure you're okay?" my mother asked, her voice full of worry.
"Hai, mama. I just want to lie down."
With that, and a worried glance, they left and closed the door behind them. I waited until they left and I laid down in my bed. I smothered my head in my pillow and cried myself to sleep for the second time.
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Three days had passed since the incident in the bathroom and it had not been discussed since the day it happened. I hadn't seen Mamoru, Rei, Ami, or the rest of the Scooby gang since the Friday when all this madness started. I was glad, as far as I was concerned; it was no big deal if I never saw them again.
I hadn't been to school since Friday either. I hadn't eaten since Friday and had been suffering from headaches so I was excused from school. For those three days, Chibi Usa had been ignoring me, although when I was in the company of her and the family she would make it her business to let me know what she and Mamoru did together that day.
On Wednesday night, we all sat at the dinner table together. My mother was practically nagging me about eating. I figured I would take a bite then complain of a stomachache and excuse myself. I knew food was a necessity but I looked at it as a chore. Funny though, food used to be my favorite subject.
"How's the chicken?" my mother asked from across the table.
"Looks great," I responded solemnly.
"Well, stupid, food is for eating not for looking at," Sammy said curtly.
I ignored his comment, although he and Chibi Usa found it the funniest thing that was ever said in the history of funny lines. I looked at the both of them, I suppose they thought it was menacing, because when I did they stopped immediately and became extremely interested with what was in their plates.
I didn't touch my food as we sat there in silence. And finally, when something was said, it wasn't what I expected…
"Usagi, are you on drugs?" my mother asked. At that moment, all heads were turned in my direction, as my head shot up faster than a speeding bullet.
"What?" I stammered. "Why would you even think that?" Of all things, she would assume that I was on drugs? Talk about trust.
"Well, honey you have to put yourself in my situation. You haven't eaten, you're white as a sheet, you don't run around the house bubbly anymore. Not to mention that you're losing weight and you haven't talked to your friends or Mamoru for days."
Okay maybe I was doing all those things, but drugs shouldn't be an option. "Mother please, gomen nassai, but I have been under a lot of stress lately and… and…" I stammered. At that moment tears began to stream from my eyes as I tried to defend my case…"Things have been really hard lately…it's too much… I can't do it anymore…I-I… I can't handle this…" I whispered as I ran to my room and slammed the door behind me.
I grabbed hold of my pillow and held it to my racing heart. I began to shake violently; I couldn't catch my breath. I was feeling the same way I was feeling the day it happened. I sat there and I cried my eyes out. I suppose lack of an adequate amount of rest and food had finally gotten the best of because the minute I closed my eyes for a second…
I blacked out…
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Dictionary:
Gomen nassai- I'm really sorry.
Hai- yes
Ney- no
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P.S. Stay alert for chapter 4
"A Bottle of Emotions"