Author's Note: (.......) Is Haruka's thoughts inside of her mind.
A Coma
Chapter 3
Haruka continues to be monitored, day and night for any sudden changes. Her vital signs have to be watches carefully. The doctors are still unsure if she'll ever come out of a coma.
People come and talk to her, but what they don't know is that everything they say, helps her to come back to the land of the living.
A mysterious person came into the room, the room was empty, other then Haruka, two chairs, several vases of flowers, white and red roses, and many get well cards and balloons as well as the sounds of beeping from the machine she was hooked up to.
"Hey there." she stood beside the bed, setting a gift between Haruka's arm and waist. "I don't know it you can hear me or not, but it's me Michiru."
(Why is Michiru here...she's hated me forever. Ever since I first flirted with her last year.)
"How are you doing? Everyone at school feels really bad about what they did to you. The letter that you wrote, it was printed in the school paper, there's a memorial for you in the front lobby. Even the people that don't know you were crying when they announced that you had almost killed yourself. It's very sad Haruka, it hit all of us hard. We didn't know we hurt you that much."
(She's crying, I know she is, she's gotta be. I can just tell. I can hear her voice. She's just like everyone else. Telling me they miss me, then as soon as I wake up. I go to the asylum, go back to school aqnd get made fun of...again. Maybe I shouldn't go back. I'm still confused.)
"I've got to tell you something Haruka." she picked up Haruka's left hand, being sure to stay clear of the bandages. "You remember when you flirted with me Haruka? How I slapped you and told you never to talk to me again."
(Yeah Michiru, thank you for reminding me of that. I remember everything of that moment. I walked up to you, you were behind the teller bookshelves, sitting on the floor looking through the books on the shelf you were facing. We were in the same class at that time. I had had this crush on you since the school year started. I walked back the aisle and stooped down beside you to see what you were doing. I started to gently run my fingers through your hair. I thought you liked it at first so I moved in to try to kiss you and you pushed me away away and slapped me across the face. What could you have to tell me now?)
"Haruka, I'm sorry I slapped you that day. I didn't mean for it to come off that way, the way that I hated you. I don't hate you." she lightly ran her fingers across the place where she had slapped. "The truth is, Haruke Tenou, I do like you. (What?) I didn't mean to hurt you that day in the library." she leant forward and kissed Haruka's forehead.
A Coma
Chapter 3
Haruka continues to be monitored, day and night for any sudden changes. Her vital signs have to be watches carefully. The doctors are still unsure if she'll ever come out of a coma.
People come and talk to her, but what they don't know is that everything they say, helps her to come back to the land of the living.
A mysterious person came into the room, the room was empty, other then Haruka, two chairs, several vases of flowers, white and red roses, and many get well cards and balloons as well as the sounds of beeping from the machine she was hooked up to.
"Hey there." she stood beside the bed, setting a gift between Haruka's arm and waist. "I don't know it you can hear me or not, but it's me Michiru."
(Why is Michiru here...she's hated me forever. Ever since I first flirted with her last year.)
"How are you doing? Everyone at school feels really bad about what they did to you. The letter that you wrote, it was printed in the school paper, there's a memorial for you in the front lobby. Even the people that don't know you were crying when they announced that you had almost killed yourself. It's very sad Haruka, it hit all of us hard. We didn't know we hurt you that much."
(She's crying, I know she is, she's gotta be. I can just tell. I can hear her voice. She's just like everyone else. Telling me they miss me, then as soon as I wake up. I go to the asylum, go back to school aqnd get made fun of...again. Maybe I shouldn't go back. I'm still confused.)
"I've got to tell you something Haruka." she picked up Haruka's left hand, being sure to stay clear of the bandages. "You remember when you flirted with me Haruka? How I slapped you and told you never to talk to me again."
(Yeah Michiru, thank you for reminding me of that. I remember everything of that moment. I walked up to you, you were behind the teller bookshelves, sitting on the floor looking through the books on the shelf you were facing. We were in the same class at that time. I had had this crush on you since the school year started. I walked back the aisle and stooped down beside you to see what you were doing. I started to gently run my fingers through your hair. I thought you liked it at first so I moved in to try to kiss you and you pushed me away away and slapped me across the face. What could you have to tell me now?)
"Haruka, I'm sorry I slapped you that day. I didn't mean for it to come off that way, the way that I hated you. I don't hate you." she lightly ran her fingers across the place where she had slapped. "The truth is, Haruke Tenou, I do like you. (What?) I didn't mean to hurt you that day in the library." she leant forward and kissed Haruka's forehead.