AN: Okay, guys! Stop thinking ahead of what I'm writing. You're not
supposed to! =P ^_^ Anyway, I guess I should thank you though. Even though
I knew what I wanted to happen, I no clue how to write it, but now I do.
So, let's get on with it. ^_^ Hope you enjoy!
PS, I'm SO grateful for all the reviews I've been receiving. I've never thought myself much of a writer, but I guess you guys think and say differently. ^_^
WARNING: There's a very intense (or at least I think so) abuse scene in here. So if you don't have the strongest stomach, I urge you not to read that scene.
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Rei was walking by the washroom when she heard what seemed to be someone being sick. Concerned she stopped and waited, until she heard the toilet flush and saw the door open to reveal Usagi. Usagi looked up at her friend and blushed.
"Usagi? Are you feeling okay?" Rei asked concerned.
Usagi shrugged, "I don't know. It's weird. I get these waves of nausea and then I get sick, but I feel fine afterward. At first, I thought I was coming down with the flu, but now I don't know."
Rei rubbed Usagi's back tenderly; "Maybe we should take you to the hospital."
"I'd rather not." She looked down at her feet.
"Don't like hospitals, eh?"
Usagi gave a quick smile," It's not that. It's just.. Nevermind, it's stupid."
"I doubt that. Come on you can tell me."
"Promise you won't laugh?" Usagi encircled her index fingers around each other.
"Promise."
"Hospitals remind me of him."
Rei smiled, trying to hold back a giggle. How completely adorable, she thought. Rei took Usagi into a friendly hug; "It'll be okay." She reassured when they parted. Usagi tried to smile, but instead she went completely pale and ran back into the washroom.
"Usagi? How long has this been going on?" Rei asked as she gave Usagi a glass of water.
Usagi shrugged, "A week or two."
Rei felt Usagi's forehead. She felt fine, what could possibly be wrong with her? Then an idea dawned on her. No, she shook it off. It couldn't be.
"Usagi?" Rei asked after Usagi third trip to the toilet, "Don't take this the wrong way, but have you and Mamoru been together."
Usagi's bow's met, "Of course we have."
"No. I mean, intimately. As in, well, have you made love?"
Usagi blushed and looked down at her feet. Then after a moment she slowly nodded.
"How long ago was the last time?"
"Umm. About a month ago, I guess. Why?"
"You could be pregnant."
Usagi looked up quickly and wide-eyed, "What!?"
"It's just a thought. Maybe we should have you tested."
Usagi was still trying to absorb what she was just told. Pregnant? Could she really be? The idea was scary, but at the same time exciting. She would admit that she had thought about what it would be like to be the mother of his children. But so soon? She was only 18 and not even married. She almost groaned now she was sure her parents would really love her. She hadn't even finished high school yet. And the way Mamoru kept pressing the issue, she was sure she'd have to go college too. What would her peers think when she showed up to school pregnant? Mamoru always told her not to worry about what others thought of her, but in this case she couldn't help it. Oh god! What was she going to do.
"What am I going to do?" Usagi voiced her thought.
"Hey. We don't even know if you are, yet," Rei tried. She opened her mouth to say something else, but there was a knock at the door. She got up to answer it.
"Good Morning," A police officer stood at the door, "Is Tsukino Usagi in?"
"Hai. Just a moment." Rei left and came back moments later with Usagi.
"Miss Tsukino," The officer nodded, "I'm going to need you to come down to the station with me."
Usagi sat down and looked around the room. It was like every other room she had seen on TV. The Questioning room, she always called it. But now being in one she could have also called it 'The green Room', because that's the color the walls were painted, green. There was a camera in one of the corners of the room, looking directly at her. There was a table in the center of the room, which she was sitting at, at the present moment. There was one other chair sitting across from her. On the table there was a recorder. Her attention focused on the two-way mirror, which was to her left. She secretly hoped that Mamoru was behind it watching her.
An officer came in and sat down in the empty chair and began to read her, her rights. Something about the right to have an attorney present, she wasn't paying much attention.
Usagi rubbed her forehead with her fingertips, "Would you just tell me why I'm here." She interrupted.
The officer stopped and just looked at her, "We need you to testify." He said after awhile.
"Testify?" What? Why?
"Against Chiba Mamoru. Look, your boyfriend Kunzite told us that he didn't only beat you he raped you as well."
"He what!? No. He would never. He didn't rape. me." She had a hard time with that word. Especially when Mamoru was the one being accused of doing it, "He never hurt me, ever."
"Then how did you get this bruise?"
Usagi looked away and down at the floor. Ah yes, her old friend, the floor. It seemed as if her eyes were getting more acquainted with it lately. She didn't answer the question, she didn't know why. She just wanted to crawl into a hole and die and wondered if anyone would notice if she did. She looked up when she caught a movement from the corner of her eye. It was Kunzite. She found it hard not to laugh when she saw the state he was in. Broken nose, arm in a sling and a huge bruise on his face. But at the same time she was scared shitless. Why was he here? Another officer, a guard she guessed, brought in a chair and sat it down next to her.
"Come on, tell them what really happened." Kunzite said softly as he sat down beside her, "It's okay."
Usagi sighed, "He would come home angry. Sometimes about nothing at all and take his anger out on me," What the hell are you doing!? Her mind screamed, but afraid for her life she continued, "HE would scream and yell about how unfaithful I was to him and how he thought I'd was seeing others behind his back. Stuff like that." He heart broke in two. Oh god, Mamo-chan, I'm so sorry, "The time before the last. He broke my nose, my jaw and my arm, placed my hand on the stove and threw down the stairs." The tears ran down her face controllably. She felt so dirty, so disgusted with herself.
"And the last time?" The officer asked.
"He just slapped me for talking back that was it."
"Okay. Well, we'll need you to testify in court. The trial starts the day after tomorrow at 2 p.m. Thank you, you can go now."
Usagi stared out the passenger window, watching the lines on the road. She kept trying to reason with herself why she got in Kunzite's car and why she said what she did.
"You did the right thing you know." Kunzite said after a while of driving.
Usagi just turned and glared at him, "You know you're not supposed to drive with only one arm." She said after a moment of silence.
"Don't tell me what to do." Kunzite said. There was no emotion in his voice, it was just the same as if he had said the sky's blue or there's a bird.
Whatever. She wanted to say it aloud but feared to.
The next day Usagi woke up to an empty bed. She wanted to heave a sigh of relief, but remembered that there was the rest of the house, and Kunzite could easily be anywhere in it. She muttered an oath at the realization and got dressed. The rest of the day went rather smoothly, it scared her. Kunzite was pleasant and kept asking if she was okay, and offered to talk about what was going on if she liked. He even held her hair back and comforted her on her daily trip to the washroom. He rented them movies including her favourite, Ever After. After watching the movies he got for himself, she said that she was tired and wanted to go to bed. When he question her about watching the movie he got for her, she shook her head and explained that they can watch it tomorrow when she wasn't as tired. She didn't tell him that she didn't want to watch it because of the memories it held. He agreed and let her go. After an hour of lying in bed Kunzite finally came upstairs. He got in beside her and sighed.
"What is it?" Usagi asked, wishing she hadn't.
"I've missed you, you know." He turned on his and put an arm around her.
Bullshit! "Hmmm." She tried to make it sound like she was glad. He nuzzled closer to her and began to gently kiss her neck. She tried to ignore and go to sleep, but he gently turned her on her back and stared down at her. She remembered those soft eyes, once upon a time, and could see what first attracted her to him. Too bad he has such an ugly soul, she thought absently. He leant down to kiss her, but she turned her head.
"Kunzite?" She begun, "I'm tired and too much is going on right now. Please just let me sleep."
"I bet you wouldn't have said that to what's-his-face."
"You don't know that." She tried to turn on her side and go to sleep, but he stopped her.
"Yes. I do." He leant down again.
She pushed him away, "Kunzite. Please just leave me alone and let me sleep."
"Why are you denying me?" He almost sounded hurt.
"I'm not," She lied, "I'm just tired."
"I just want a kiss. It won't take long. In the time that we spent arguing you could have already given me what I want and been asleep by now." He had a point. But she already betrayed Mamoru enough, and she wasn't about to do it again. Not that it makes a difference. Once Mamoru found out what she said, she was he wouldn't want anything to do with her anymore.
"No really. I'm too tired, I don't have the energy."
"Just one. And I'll leave you alone."
"Alright." She said it before she could stop herself, and she couldn't take it back. Besides, she thought, it'll get him off my back and he'll leave me alone.
He smiled and leant down. He kissed her sweetly and softly. She would have enjoyed it if she didn't like a tramp. Suddenly she noticed that he was taking the kiss to another level. She tried to push him away, "Kunzite. Come on stop it. It's time to go to sleep now." But he continued the kiss and began to let his free hand roam. She began to get worried, "Kunzite. Stop it." Great, what did she get herself into? He moved his kisses over to her neck and let his hand slide under her shirt.
"Usagi," He breathed.
"Kunzite, please. Stop it!" She gathered all her strength and threw him off of her, causing him to fall off the bed.
He stood up with anger in his eyes, "What's wrong with you!? Would you have done that to him? Hmmm? You dirty little slut," Usagi quickly got out of the bed and ran for the door, but Kunzite beat her to it and blocked her way, "You! Are mine and no one else's. What do I have to do to make you realize that?"
"I am no one's property, Kunzite! Let me pass."
"You slept with him didn't you?" Kunzite's eyes came to realization.
"What!? Where did that come from?" Usagi was very confused.
"You did, didn't you?" He swung his arm and hit her face with his backhand sending her to the ground. She held her face; it probably wouldn't have hurt so much, she thought, if she didn't already have a bruise there. He bent down and picked her up. He threw on the bed and climbed on top of her.
"Kunzite, don't!" She said as he took hold of her shirt and pulled it above her head, "Please." She cried. He grabbed her pajama pants and tore them off. She braced her feet on his stomach and pushed him away. He hit the wall with a thud. He slowly turned his head and glared at her. He walked toward her and took his pants. Her eyes widened in fear. She knew what was coming. She tried to get up and run, but he grabbed her and threw her back down on the bed. He quickly grabbed himself and entered her. She sobbed at the feeling and tried to push him off again, but he grabbed her hands and held them above her head. He began to move within her.
"Kunzite. Stop it," She sobbed, "Please."
"What's wrong? Don't you enjoy it." He demanded, "I thought you would. After all you so good at it."
"Kunzite, please." Tears ran down her face as she sobbed and begged him for mercy.
He suddenly got up and got something out of the closet. He walked toward her and she saw a length of rope in his hands. She tried to run again but he was binding her hands together and tying them to the headboard before she could. She was now on her stomach. He then got something out of the nightstand, A razor. He walked around behind her, "Kunzite what are you doing?" He didn't answer. He brought the razor across the back of her thigh, slicing her flesh. She squeezed her eyes shut and cried out. After what seemed like hours, he got bored out that and bent down and pulled something out from under the bed. A stick of bamboo. She could have sworn he planned this.
"Kunzite?" She tried to reason with him. But he only raised his hand and brought down the stick across her back with one firm, swift stroke. She yelped out in pain, "Kunzite please," She sobbed, "Stop please." But he continued to hit her over and over, until she finally passed out from the pain.
Usagi woke up hours later. She tried to get out of bed, but searing pain shot all through her back and legs. Finally she over came the pain and stood up. Dizzy, she guessed from the loss of blood as she looked and the blood stained sheet. She slowly dressed, carefully not to rub any of her wounds. She quietly opened the closet and put on a pair of shoes. She was just about to open the bedroom when she heard Kunzite's Voice behind her.
"Where are you going?"
She turned to face him, "To the washroom. I was going to take a shower and clean up." She turned to leave, but almost collapsed from the dizziness. Kunzite was suddenly by her side, helping her stand.
"Here I'll help you."
She tried to smile, "It's okay. I can wash myself, I'll just sit down in the tub."
"Well, at least let me help you get there."
She nodded, "Okay."
Kunzite sat her down on the toilet, "Shower or bath?"
"Shower," she confirmed, "I'll just bring down the shower head."
He smiled, "Okay," He turned on the water, removed the showerhead from its perch and rested on the bottom of the tub, "Are you sure you're going to be okay by yourself?"
She nodded slowly, "Just give me about 45 minutes. I should be done by then."
"Okay," He repeated and left, closing the door slowly behind him.
Usagi let out a sigh of relief. Thank god he didn't notice her shoes. But now what? She knew that he would right outside the door waiting for her. She slowly stood and looked around. The window, she slowly opened it and looked out. It wasn't that high, she could lower herself easily with about a foot and a half, she guessed, left between her feet and the ground. So that is exactly what she did. When she dropped pain shot through her legs. You have to be strong, she told herself. Just make it to Rei's and you'll be okay. So she sucked it up and began to run towards Cherry Hill.
PS, I'm SO grateful for all the reviews I've been receiving. I've never thought myself much of a writer, but I guess you guys think and say differently. ^_^
WARNING: There's a very intense (or at least I think so) abuse scene in here. So if you don't have the strongest stomach, I urge you not to read that scene.
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Rei was walking by the washroom when she heard what seemed to be someone being sick. Concerned she stopped and waited, until she heard the toilet flush and saw the door open to reveal Usagi. Usagi looked up at her friend and blushed.
"Usagi? Are you feeling okay?" Rei asked concerned.
Usagi shrugged, "I don't know. It's weird. I get these waves of nausea and then I get sick, but I feel fine afterward. At first, I thought I was coming down with the flu, but now I don't know."
Rei rubbed Usagi's back tenderly; "Maybe we should take you to the hospital."
"I'd rather not." She looked down at her feet.
"Don't like hospitals, eh?"
Usagi gave a quick smile," It's not that. It's just.. Nevermind, it's stupid."
"I doubt that. Come on you can tell me."
"Promise you won't laugh?" Usagi encircled her index fingers around each other.
"Promise."
"Hospitals remind me of him."
Rei smiled, trying to hold back a giggle. How completely adorable, she thought. Rei took Usagi into a friendly hug; "It'll be okay." She reassured when they parted. Usagi tried to smile, but instead she went completely pale and ran back into the washroom.
"Usagi? How long has this been going on?" Rei asked as she gave Usagi a glass of water.
Usagi shrugged, "A week or two."
Rei felt Usagi's forehead. She felt fine, what could possibly be wrong with her? Then an idea dawned on her. No, she shook it off. It couldn't be.
"Usagi?" Rei asked after Usagi third trip to the toilet, "Don't take this the wrong way, but have you and Mamoru been together."
Usagi's bow's met, "Of course we have."
"No. I mean, intimately. As in, well, have you made love?"
Usagi blushed and looked down at her feet. Then after a moment she slowly nodded.
"How long ago was the last time?"
"Umm. About a month ago, I guess. Why?"
"You could be pregnant."
Usagi looked up quickly and wide-eyed, "What!?"
"It's just a thought. Maybe we should have you tested."
Usagi was still trying to absorb what she was just told. Pregnant? Could she really be? The idea was scary, but at the same time exciting. She would admit that she had thought about what it would be like to be the mother of his children. But so soon? She was only 18 and not even married. She almost groaned now she was sure her parents would really love her. She hadn't even finished high school yet. And the way Mamoru kept pressing the issue, she was sure she'd have to go college too. What would her peers think when she showed up to school pregnant? Mamoru always told her not to worry about what others thought of her, but in this case she couldn't help it. Oh god! What was she going to do.
"What am I going to do?" Usagi voiced her thought.
"Hey. We don't even know if you are, yet," Rei tried. She opened her mouth to say something else, but there was a knock at the door. She got up to answer it.
"Good Morning," A police officer stood at the door, "Is Tsukino Usagi in?"
"Hai. Just a moment." Rei left and came back moments later with Usagi.
"Miss Tsukino," The officer nodded, "I'm going to need you to come down to the station with me."
Usagi sat down and looked around the room. It was like every other room she had seen on TV. The Questioning room, she always called it. But now being in one she could have also called it 'The green Room', because that's the color the walls were painted, green. There was a camera in one of the corners of the room, looking directly at her. There was a table in the center of the room, which she was sitting at, at the present moment. There was one other chair sitting across from her. On the table there was a recorder. Her attention focused on the two-way mirror, which was to her left. She secretly hoped that Mamoru was behind it watching her.
An officer came in and sat down in the empty chair and began to read her, her rights. Something about the right to have an attorney present, she wasn't paying much attention.
Usagi rubbed her forehead with her fingertips, "Would you just tell me why I'm here." She interrupted.
The officer stopped and just looked at her, "We need you to testify." He said after awhile.
"Testify?" What? Why?
"Against Chiba Mamoru. Look, your boyfriend Kunzite told us that he didn't only beat you he raped you as well."
"He what!? No. He would never. He didn't rape. me." She had a hard time with that word. Especially when Mamoru was the one being accused of doing it, "He never hurt me, ever."
"Then how did you get this bruise?"
Usagi looked away and down at the floor. Ah yes, her old friend, the floor. It seemed as if her eyes were getting more acquainted with it lately. She didn't answer the question, she didn't know why. She just wanted to crawl into a hole and die and wondered if anyone would notice if she did. She looked up when she caught a movement from the corner of her eye. It was Kunzite. She found it hard not to laugh when she saw the state he was in. Broken nose, arm in a sling and a huge bruise on his face. But at the same time she was scared shitless. Why was he here? Another officer, a guard she guessed, brought in a chair and sat it down next to her.
"Come on, tell them what really happened." Kunzite said softly as he sat down beside her, "It's okay."
Usagi sighed, "He would come home angry. Sometimes about nothing at all and take his anger out on me," What the hell are you doing!? Her mind screamed, but afraid for her life she continued, "HE would scream and yell about how unfaithful I was to him and how he thought I'd was seeing others behind his back. Stuff like that." He heart broke in two. Oh god, Mamo-chan, I'm so sorry, "The time before the last. He broke my nose, my jaw and my arm, placed my hand on the stove and threw down the stairs." The tears ran down her face controllably. She felt so dirty, so disgusted with herself.
"And the last time?" The officer asked.
"He just slapped me for talking back that was it."
"Okay. Well, we'll need you to testify in court. The trial starts the day after tomorrow at 2 p.m. Thank you, you can go now."
Usagi stared out the passenger window, watching the lines on the road. She kept trying to reason with herself why she got in Kunzite's car and why she said what she did.
"You did the right thing you know." Kunzite said after a while of driving.
Usagi just turned and glared at him, "You know you're not supposed to drive with only one arm." She said after a moment of silence.
"Don't tell me what to do." Kunzite said. There was no emotion in his voice, it was just the same as if he had said the sky's blue or there's a bird.
Whatever. She wanted to say it aloud but feared to.
The next day Usagi woke up to an empty bed. She wanted to heave a sigh of relief, but remembered that there was the rest of the house, and Kunzite could easily be anywhere in it. She muttered an oath at the realization and got dressed. The rest of the day went rather smoothly, it scared her. Kunzite was pleasant and kept asking if she was okay, and offered to talk about what was going on if she liked. He even held her hair back and comforted her on her daily trip to the washroom. He rented them movies including her favourite, Ever After. After watching the movies he got for himself, she said that she was tired and wanted to go to bed. When he question her about watching the movie he got for her, she shook her head and explained that they can watch it tomorrow when she wasn't as tired. She didn't tell him that she didn't want to watch it because of the memories it held. He agreed and let her go. After an hour of lying in bed Kunzite finally came upstairs. He got in beside her and sighed.
"What is it?" Usagi asked, wishing she hadn't.
"I've missed you, you know." He turned on his and put an arm around her.
Bullshit! "Hmmm." She tried to make it sound like she was glad. He nuzzled closer to her and began to gently kiss her neck. She tried to ignore and go to sleep, but he gently turned her on her back and stared down at her. She remembered those soft eyes, once upon a time, and could see what first attracted her to him. Too bad he has such an ugly soul, she thought absently. He leant down to kiss her, but she turned her head.
"Kunzite?" She begun, "I'm tired and too much is going on right now. Please just let me sleep."
"I bet you wouldn't have said that to what's-his-face."
"You don't know that." She tried to turn on her side and go to sleep, but he stopped her.
"Yes. I do." He leant down again.
She pushed him away, "Kunzite. Please just leave me alone and let me sleep."
"Why are you denying me?" He almost sounded hurt.
"I'm not," She lied, "I'm just tired."
"I just want a kiss. It won't take long. In the time that we spent arguing you could have already given me what I want and been asleep by now." He had a point. But she already betrayed Mamoru enough, and she wasn't about to do it again. Not that it makes a difference. Once Mamoru found out what she said, she was he wouldn't want anything to do with her anymore.
"No really. I'm too tired, I don't have the energy."
"Just one. And I'll leave you alone."
"Alright." She said it before she could stop herself, and she couldn't take it back. Besides, she thought, it'll get him off my back and he'll leave me alone.
He smiled and leant down. He kissed her sweetly and softly. She would have enjoyed it if she didn't like a tramp. Suddenly she noticed that he was taking the kiss to another level. She tried to push him away, "Kunzite. Come on stop it. It's time to go to sleep now." But he continued the kiss and began to let his free hand roam. She began to get worried, "Kunzite. Stop it." Great, what did she get herself into? He moved his kisses over to her neck and let his hand slide under her shirt.
"Usagi," He breathed.
"Kunzite, please. Stop it!" She gathered all her strength and threw him off of her, causing him to fall off the bed.
He stood up with anger in his eyes, "What's wrong with you!? Would you have done that to him? Hmmm? You dirty little slut," Usagi quickly got out of the bed and ran for the door, but Kunzite beat her to it and blocked her way, "You! Are mine and no one else's. What do I have to do to make you realize that?"
"I am no one's property, Kunzite! Let me pass."
"You slept with him didn't you?" Kunzite's eyes came to realization.
"What!? Where did that come from?" Usagi was very confused.
"You did, didn't you?" He swung his arm and hit her face with his backhand sending her to the ground. She held her face; it probably wouldn't have hurt so much, she thought, if she didn't already have a bruise there. He bent down and picked her up. He threw on the bed and climbed on top of her.
"Kunzite, don't!" She said as he took hold of her shirt and pulled it above her head, "Please." She cried. He grabbed her pajama pants and tore them off. She braced her feet on his stomach and pushed him away. He hit the wall with a thud. He slowly turned his head and glared at her. He walked toward her and took his pants. Her eyes widened in fear. She knew what was coming. She tried to get up and run, but he grabbed her and threw her back down on the bed. He quickly grabbed himself and entered her. She sobbed at the feeling and tried to push him off again, but he grabbed her hands and held them above her head. He began to move within her.
"Kunzite. Stop it," She sobbed, "Please."
"What's wrong? Don't you enjoy it." He demanded, "I thought you would. After all you so good at it."
"Kunzite, please." Tears ran down her face as she sobbed and begged him for mercy.
He suddenly got up and got something out of the closet. He walked toward her and she saw a length of rope in his hands. She tried to run again but he was binding her hands together and tying them to the headboard before she could. She was now on her stomach. He then got something out of the nightstand, A razor. He walked around behind her, "Kunzite what are you doing?" He didn't answer. He brought the razor across the back of her thigh, slicing her flesh. She squeezed her eyes shut and cried out. After what seemed like hours, he got bored out that and bent down and pulled something out from under the bed. A stick of bamboo. She could have sworn he planned this.
"Kunzite?" She tried to reason with him. But he only raised his hand and brought down the stick across her back with one firm, swift stroke. She yelped out in pain, "Kunzite please," She sobbed, "Stop please." But he continued to hit her over and over, until she finally passed out from the pain.
Usagi woke up hours later. She tried to get out of bed, but searing pain shot all through her back and legs. Finally she over came the pain and stood up. Dizzy, she guessed from the loss of blood as she looked and the blood stained sheet. She slowly dressed, carefully not to rub any of her wounds. She quietly opened the closet and put on a pair of shoes. She was just about to open the bedroom when she heard Kunzite's Voice behind her.
"Where are you going?"
She turned to face him, "To the washroom. I was going to take a shower and clean up." She turned to leave, but almost collapsed from the dizziness. Kunzite was suddenly by her side, helping her stand.
"Here I'll help you."
She tried to smile, "It's okay. I can wash myself, I'll just sit down in the tub."
"Well, at least let me help you get there."
She nodded, "Okay."
Kunzite sat her down on the toilet, "Shower or bath?"
"Shower," she confirmed, "I'll just bring down the shower head."
He smiled, "Okay," He turned on the water, removed the showerhead from its perch and rested on the bottom of the tub, "Are you sure you're going to be okay by yourself?"
She nodded slowly, "Just give me about 45 minutes. I should be done by then."
"Okay," He repeated and left, closing the door slowly behind him.
Usagi let out a sigh of relief. Thank god he didn't notice her shoes. But now what? She knew that he would right outside the door waiting for her. She slowly stood and looked around. The window, she slowly opened it and looked out. It wasn't that high, she could lower herself easily with about a foot and a half, she guessed, left between her feet and the ground. So that is exactly what she did. When she dropped pain shot through her legs. You have to be strong, she told herself. Just make it to Rei's and you'll be okay. So she sucked it up and began to run towards Cherry Hill.