Deep Dark Secret
Chapter 4 - Confrontation
The next two days in school, neither or them shared a glance. On the Friday of that same week, Haruka couldn't take it anymore. So that day, before on the way to lunch, She laid in waiting in the bathroom by the main office, that was hardly ever used. And when Michiru walked by she took a hold of her wrist and drug her into the bathroom.
After she checked to make sure that nobody was in there, or heading toward the bathroom. Haruka kissed her, full on the lips. She was still trying to make since of the thoughts in her head. And Michiru wasn't having much like in the same department, still making since of the sinceless.
Michiru didn't know how to react, she was nervous. Afraid that someone she knew would walk in and see her. She pulled away from Haruka, completely in shock. She didn't even realize that her hands were resting on Haruka's hips, and the fact that she enjoyed it.
Haruka hesitated, embarrassed over what she had just done. "I...I...made a new cut...several cuts actually." She hangs her head, allowing her gaze to drop to her left arm.
She rolls up her sleeve, revealing 4 cuts, all on the inside of her wrist. They were deep, the blood scabs were almost black in color. Michiru was starting to get scared, her heart wanted to tell, but her mind told her not to. She was afraid that if she told, she would lose any forming relationship, or the current friendship. And that was the last thought in her mind, losing her best friend's trust.
They split up as soon as they entered the cafateria. Michiru went to her friends, and Haruka to the few that she had. Haruka didn't really pay attention to it. She just figured she was with her friends. She didn't worry about it, until the bell rang to go to third period. Michiru wasn't in there. That's when Haruka started to worry. The first thing that popped into her head was that she had broken down and was crying. That she was in guidence crying over Haruka's cuts.
It was only 15 minutes into the class period, and the teacher was about to start his lesson when a senior student aid came in. She walked over to the teacher and handed him a hall pass.
He quickly glanced at it then walked to the back of the class and set the little piece of paper on Haruka's desk...
Chapter 4 - Confrontation
The next two days in school, neither or them shared a glance. On the Friday of that same week, Haruka couldn't take it anymore. So that day, before on the way to lunch, She laid in waiting in the bathroom by the main office, that was hardly ever used. And when Michiru walked by she took a hold of her wrist and drug her into the bathroom.
After she checked to make sure that nobody was in there, or heading toward the bathroom. Haruka kissed her, full on the lips. She was still trying to make since of the thoughts in her head. And Michiru wasn't having much like in the same department, still making since of the sinceless.
Michiru didn't know how to react, she was nervous. Afraid that someone she knew would walk in and see her. She pulled away from Haruka, completely in shock. She didn't even realize that her hands were resting on Haruka's hips, and the fact that she enjoyed it.
Haruka hesitated, embarrassed over what she had just done. "I...I...made a new cut...several cuts actually." She hangs her head, allowing her gaze to drop to her left arm.
She rolls up her sleeve, revealing 4 cuts, all on the inside of her wrist. They were deep, the blood scabs were almost black in color. Michiru was starting to get scared, her heart wanted to tell, but her mind told her not to. She was afraid that if she told, she would lose any forming relationship, or the current friendship. And that was the last thought in her mind, losing her best friend's trust.
They split up as soon as they entered the cafateria. Michiru went to her friends, and Haruka to the few that she had. Haruka didn't really pay attention to it. She just figured she was with her friends. She didn't worry about it, until the bell rang to go to third period. Michiru wasn't in there. That's when Haruka started to worry. The first thing that popped into her head was that she had broken down and was crying. That she was in guidence crying over Haruka's cuts.
It was only 15 minutes into the class period, and the teacher was about to start his lesson when a senior student aid came in. She walked over to the teacher and handed him a hall pass.
He quickly glanced at it then walked to the back of the class and set the little piece of paper on Haruka's desk...