Deep Dark Secret
Chapter 8 - The Hospital
The sight in the front of her school had her worried. She saw a white van with bars across the windows and three men standing around it, wearing white clothes. It appeared as if they were waiting for someone. Once her bus was close enough to read the side of the vehicle, she noticed it was from the local mental hospital.
'Why would they be here?' Michiru thought to herself.
Michiru stepped off her bus and spotted Haruka walking over from the student parking lot, so she decided to wait for her. Haruka looked horrible, her face was pale, her eyelids were heavy and a white bandage could barely be seen at the bottom of her jacket sleeve. It was obvious that she had cut again, or she had been cut. Either way, her appearance gave Michiru the impression that a lot of blood was lost.
"Good morning." Michiru stated, eying the bandage on Haruka's arm, but thought better of asking about it.
Haruka said nothing in responce to a greeting, but she did speak. "I'm sorry I called you so late." her eyes never left the ground. "And I'm sorry I hung up on you. My dad came into the room and he startled me and I didn't wanna get in trouble so I just hung up the phone. And I didn't have a chance to call back because my father was lecturing me all night long about some dumb shit."
The men who were hanging around the van spotted the two women walking in toward the school. They pointed in their direction, and something was said between them. Then the three men were walking toward Haruka and Michiru.
"Why did you scream?" she asked, curiously, her eyes never leaving Haruka's arm.
"When my dad came in, I thought he was going to beat me again. That's why I called you so late, he had been beating me all day. And I just couldn't take it anymore. That's why I screamed the way I did then hung the phone up right away, I'm sorry." she continued starring at the ground. She looked at the smaller woman, showing her the bruise that lay on her cheek bone, right below her eye. "That's where he hit me."
"Miss Haruka Tenou?" an average height, middle-aged man stepped up to them, holding a straight jacket in his hands. "If you come with us quietly, there will be no need for this." His eyes wondered over the much taller, probably much stronger women, hoping she woulk come without resisting.
Haruka looked from the men to her love. "Michiru...my dad found the cuts on my arms, he's probably the one that called these guys." there was a pause before anything else happened. "Please forgive me." she leaned in and kissed the smaller women, grabbing a few glances of students in the process...
The people who had seen them kiss were the people that picked on Haruka the most. The homophobic people. As soon as they realized who it was that Haruka was kissing, they already started planning a way to attack Michiru.
She had been a nervous wreck all day. Everytime she heard gossip of Haruka, she had to leave the room crying. It was eating her up inside, knowing that Haruka's father would do something like that. Every time Michiru had seen him, he seemed like the perfect, loving father, who would never beat his child. But it was just a mask of the real man, the man who beat and tortured his child. The man who caused his daughter to turn suicidal, and the man that lost his own daughter's trust.
It was right before lunch when the plan against Michiru went into action. One of Michiru's 'friend's' had been in on it, she told her that they had to talk about something and lead her to a secluded part of the school.
When they entered a back hallway, she was pulled into a janitor's closet where she was beaten sinceless. There were 4 or them, and they all took their own turn beating her, kicking her, hitting her, anyway they could think of, using anything they could find to hurt her. When they finally left her alone, her arm was broken, her head busted open, lip busted open, a few ribs were brokem. She was left bloody, bruised, and unconscious on the ground where nobody would find her...
Chapter 8 - The Hospital
The sight in the front of her school had her worried. She saw a white van with bars across the windows and three men standing around it, wearing white clothes. It appeared as if they were waiting for someone. Once her bus was close enough to read the side of the vehicle, she noticed it was from the local mental hospital.
'Why would they be here?' Michiru thought to herself.
Michiru stepped off her bus and spotted Haruka walking over from the student parking lot, so she decided to wait for her. Haruka looked horrible, her face was pale, her eyelids were heavy and a white bandage could barely be seen at the bottom of her jacket sleeve. It was obvious that she had cut again, or she had been cut. Either way, her appearance gave Michiru the impression that a lot of blood was lost.
"Good morning." Michiru stated, eying the bandage on Haruka's arm, but thought better of asking about it.
Haruka said nothing in responce to a greeting, but she did speak. "I'm sorry I called you so late." her eyes never left the ground. "And I'm sorry I hung up on you. My dad came into the room and he startled me and I didn't wanna get in trouble so I just hung up the phone. And I didn't have a chance to call back because my father was lecturing me all night long about some dumb shit."
The men who were hanging around the van spotted the two women walking in toward the school. They pointed in their direction, and something was said between them. Then the three men were walking toward Haruka and Michiru.
"Why did you scream?" she asked, curiously, her eyes never leaving Haruka's arm.
"When my dad came in, I thought he was going to beat me again. That's why I called you so late, he had been beating me all day. And I just couldn't take it anymore. That's why I screamed the way I did then hung the phone up right away, I'm sorry." she continued starring at the ground. She looked at the smaller woman, showing her the bruise that lay on her cheek bone, right below her eye. "That's where he hit me."
"Miss Haruka Tenou?" an average height, middle-aged man stepped up to them, holding a straight jacket in his hands. "If you come with us quietly, there will be no need for this." His eyes wondered over the much taller, probably much stronger women, hoping she woulk come without resisting.
Haruka looked from the men to her love. "Michiru...my dad found the cuts on my arms, he's probably the one that called these guys." there was a pause before anything else happened. "Please forgive me." she leaned in and kissed the smaller women, grabbing a few glances of students in the process...
The people who had seen them kiss were the people that picked on Haruka the most. The homophobic people. As soon as they realized who it was that Haruka was kissing, they already started planning a way to attack Michiru.
She had been a nervous wreck all day. Everytime she heard gossip of Haruka, she had to leave the room crying. It was eating her up inside, knowing that Haruka's father would do something like that. Every time Michiru had seen him, he seemed like the perfect, loving father, who would never beat his child. But it was just a mask of the real man, the man who beat and tortured his child. The man who caused his daughter to turn suicidal, and the man that lost his own daughter's trust.
It was right before lunch when the plan against Michiru went into action. One of Michiru's 'friend's' had been in on it, she told her that they had to talk about something and lead her to a secluded part of the school.
When they entered a back hallway, she was pulled into a janitor's closet where she was beaten sinceless. There were 4 or them, and they all took their own turn beating her, kicking her, hitting her, anyway they could think of, using anything they could find to hurt her. When they finally left her alone, her arm was broken, her head busted open, lip busted open, a few ribs were brokem. She was left bloody, bruised, and unconscious on the ground where nobody would find her...