Deep Dark Secret
Chapter 9 - Michiru's Injuries
Michiru woke up, what seemed to be, several hours later. The room that she was in was white and silent.
'Am I dead?' her mind asked her several times.
She felt weak from the amount of blood she had lost, and the pain in her body, but didn't feel anything from her left arm, or her chest. She panicked as she started to come to, there was a plastic mask covering her nose and mouth. She thought that she had been paralyzed, in her chest and arm. She hadn't realized that she was alive and that she was given a pain killer to numb her chest and left arm.
"Michiru? Can you tell me what happened? Do you remember anything?" a doctor stood to her right side, holding a clipboard in his hand. He was reading over her chart and started taking notes on a legal pad.
She groaned in discomfort as she completely came to. She explained all that she remembered about what happened to her. She told about the kiss, about her homosexuality. She told him how her friend told her that they had to talk and how she lead her to an unused part of the school. Michiru gave the names of the four people that attacked her. She explained all the pain she felt and rememeber up until she feel unconscious.
"You have a broken left arm, three broken ribs, and five stitches in your head. You were a wreck when the janitor found you. It's amazing you're still alive." He flipped through a few papers, finding the reason she was there and telling her the extent of her injuries.
She looked away from the doctor, knowing all he said was true. The numbness in her arm and chest had started to wear off and she started to feel pain in them both. "When can I leave?" She hated hospitals, they were too white and quiet for her liking. She wanted to see Haruka and talk to her and make sure that she was alright.
"You seem healthy enough, so I can release you to your parents after they sign some release papers. But for your own benefit, you're going to be out of school for at least the next week." the doctor had her parents sign a few forms, then she was allowed to leave...
"Who are you here to see?" the receptionish had a strong english accent, and seemed to be very polite.
"Haruka Tenou." she tried to hide emotion for her lover, as well as her busted lip and forehead. The tone in her voice gave away the pain and anguish that she was feeling deep inside.
"And your relation?" it was almost impossible for her to understand, but Michiru gave
"Her girlfriend." she said without hesitation, she was comfortable about her sexuality and didn't care what anyone else thought about it.
That comment drew suspiscious glances and random comments from people all around. NObody thought that suicidal girl that had been brought in earlier that day could have anyone to love, especially another girl.
"Go down that hallway there, go to the left at the end, and go in the third door to the right. It's marked 'Visitor's Room 3.' They will bring her in shortly."
Michiru told explained to her parents that she wanted to talk to Haruka herself, and explain everything that's going on with her. She left her parents in the waiting room and painfully walked back the side hallway, following the directions she was given. She entered the room and sat at the table. And waited for any sign of Haruka. She only hoped that Haruka hadn't had a nervous breakdown yet. She knew that she was on edge, and the bit her father just pulled on her could have pushed her even further beyond any form of mental help.
She waited for about five minutes before the door opened and Haruka walked in. Her face was pale and it looked as if she had been crying. It was obvious that she was aching, inside and out. Her wrist had a fresh bandage on it, and a few of her deeper cuts had visible stitches on them.
She was no longer wearing her school uniform, she had on the clothes that she had been given to change into. Now, she wore a short sleeve white shirt, a pair of grey sweat pants and regular tennis shoes.
Unknowing of how Haruka would react, Michiru continued starring at the floor until Haruka's voice was heard, questioning her appearance. Michiru's gaze rose from the floor to meet that of the one she loved, her eyes were stinging with tears, but the only pain that she seemed to feel was the growing pain in her heart. She didn't know how to explain to Haruka that she had been beaten up just because she was a lesbian, and to add to that fact, the 'tomboy' Haruka was her girlfriend.
Haruka's face went from pale to white at the sight of what happened to Michiru. She questioned her with a blank expression on her face. "Michiru!?"
Chapter 9 - Michiru's Injuries
Michiru woke up, what seemed to be, several hours later. The room that she was in was white and silent.
'Am I dead?' her mind asked her several times.
She felt weak from the amount of blood she had lost, and the pain in her body, but didn't feel anything from her left arm, or her chest. She panicked as she started to come to, there was a plastic mask covering her nose and mouth. She thought that she had been paralyzed, in her chest and arm. She hadn't realized that she was alive and that she was given a pain killer to numb her chest and left arm.
"Michiru? Can you tell me what happened? Do you remember anything?" a doctor stood to her right side, holding a clipboard in his hand. He was reading over her chart and started taking notes on a legal pad.
She groaned in discomfort as she completely came to. She explained all that she remembered about what happened to her. She told about the kiss, about her homosexuality. She told him how her friend told her that they had to talk and how she lead her to an unused part of the school. Michiru gave the names of the four people that attacked her. She explained all the pain she felt and rememeber up until she feel unconscious.
"You have a broken left arm, three broken ribs, and five stitches in your head. You were a wreck when the janitor found you. It's amazing you're still alive." He flipped through a few papers, finding the reason she was there and telling her the extent of her injuries.
She looked away from the doctor, knowing all he said was true. The numbness in her arm and chest had started to wear off and she started to feel pain in them both. "When can I leave?" She hated hospitals, they were too white and quiet for her liking. She wanted to see Haruka and talk to her and make sure that she was alright.
"You seem healthy enough, so I can release you to your parents after they sign some release papers. But for your own benefit, you're going to be out of school for at least the next week." the doctor had her parents sign a few forms, then she was allowed to leave...
"Who are you here to see?" the receptionish had a strong english accent, and seemed to be very polite.
"Haruka Tenou." she tried to hide emotion for her lover, as well as her busted lip and forehead. The tone in her voice gave away the pain and anguish that she was feeling deep inside.
"And your relation?" it was almost impossible for her to understand, but Michiru gave
"Her girlfriend." she said without hesitation, she was comfortable about her sexuality and didn't care what anyone else thought about it.
That comment drew suspiscious glances and random comments from people all around. NObody thought that suicidal girl that had been brought in earlier that day could have anyone to love, especially another girl.
"Go down that hallway there, go to the left at the end, and go in the third door to the right. It's marked 'Visitor's Room 3.' They will bring her in shortly."
Michiru told explained to her parents that she wanted to talk to Haruka herself, and explain everything that's going on with her. She left her parents in the waiting room and painfully walked back the side hallway, following the directions she was given. She entered the room and sat at the table. And waited for any sign of Haruka. She only hoped that Haruka hadn't had a nervous breakdown yet. She knew that she was on edge, and the bit her father just pulled on her could have pushed her even further beyond any form of mental help.
She waited for about five minutes before the door opened and Haruka walked in. Her face was pale and it looked as if she had been crying. It was obvious that she was aching, inside and out. Her wrist had a fresh bandage on it, and a few of her deeper cuts had visible stitches on them.
She was no longer wearing her school uniform, she had on the clothes that she had been given to change into. Now, she wore a short sleeve white shirt, a pair of grey sweat pants and regular tennis shoes.
Unknowing of how Haruka would react, Michiru continued starring at the floor until Haruka's voice was heard, questioning her appearance. Michiru's gaze rose from the floor to meet that of the one she loved, her eyes were stinging with tears, but the only pain that she seemed to feel was the growing pain in her heart. She didn't know how to explain to Haruka that she had been beaten up just because she was a lesbian, and to add to that fact, the 'tomboy' Haruka was her girlfriend.
Haruka's face went from pale to white at the sight of what happened to Michiru. She questioned her with a blank expression on her face. "Michiru!?"