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still keep you interested. I had help on this chapter from my friend,
veronica a.k.a. taichi-chan. Well hope you enjoy chapter 3 of I'm Okay.
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I'm Okay- Chapter Three
She wasn't sure what was going. Her eyelids slowly opened revealing two groggily looking crimson orbs. Her vision was blurry and she had a major headache. She brought her arm up to massage her head but as soon as she lifted it she felt pain coarse up and down her arm. She looked down at her arm to see it bandaged up neatly. Sora's vision finally became clear and she looked around the room. She recognized it as her mother's room. She heard her mother let out a small gasp and Erika scurried over to her daughter from her spot on the desk.
"Your finally awake!" Erika yelped. Her eye's were red and puffy, probably from crying and worry was etched on her bruised face. Sora looked into her mother's eyes but broke the gaze almost immediately. Guilt was swallowing her up as she saw all the pain and worrying that her mother's eyes held.
Erika looked at her daughter turning away and her eyes began to water again. "Oh Sora what were you thinking?" her voice was hoarse and scratchy. But Sora didn't say anything, she just looked away, not daring to look at her mother. Erika gave Sora a stern look, "Look at me Sora!" Sora forced herself to look at her mother and she found herself feeling guilty again. "What were you thinking? I can' believe you did this to yourself!" she gestured towards Sora's bandaged arm. "If I hadn't found you when I did you could have died Sora.DIED!" Erika was in tears by now lecturing her daughter. She couldn't believe this was happening. she didn't want to believe this was happening. "Sora," her mother let out an exasperated sigh, "Lucky for us you didn't loose to much blood so there was no need for a hospital. but you did loose quite a bit. Sora, sweetheart, you know what you did was wrong, if you had lost a lot of blood I would have had to take you to the hospital. Do you know how many questions they would have asked about your bruises and such? I could have lost you Sora! I love you too much to lose you like that! Why end your life like that when you have your whole life before you?"
Sora had silent tears streaming down her face as her mother continued. She couldn't take it anymore, she had to say something. "I wanted to get away!" Sora suddenly yelled. Erika looked at her daughter. Sora continued, "I wanted to get away from all the pain and suffering. I wanted to get away from here, from the man I call my father!" But as the words left her mouth she realized something. Running away was like getting away, and trying to kill her self was getting away also. She would have left her mother here all alone with her father. This time she felt a huge pang of guilt tug at her heart. More tears spilled from her eyes now.
Erika just looked at her daughter and then embraced her into a tight hug. Sora weakly brought her arms around her mother. She felt so weak and vulnerable. "Everything is going to be okay Sora, I promise. Just don't you ever do that again you hear me? I don't want to lose you. After a while of just sitting there hugging, Sora's mother stood up. Tomorrow's Monday and I start working again." "I must have been unconscious for a long time," Sora thought. She looked out her mother's window and noticed that it was dark. There was school tomorrow, something, that for once she wasn't looking forward to. "I'm sorry mama," Sora suddenly whispered. Her mother turned around and looked at her and then went back to her desk. "Probably paper work," Sora thought again. She sat there looking out her mother's window when fatigue plagued her body once again. Her eyes began closing and she whispered a soft goodnight to her mother and she fell into a deep sleep.
YYYYYYYYYYY Monday Morning
Sun shone through the slightly open curtains and shined upon Sora's face. Sora groggily mumbled something and opened on eyelid. She groaned. It was Monday morning and she had to go to school. She knew her friends, especially Yamato, would want answers as to why she was absent and also as to why there was a cut on her head. She knew it would be impossible to hide that thing with make-up. She sighed and got up from the comfortable bed. She had fallen asleep in her mother's room. She walked over to her mother's desk and a note with neat handwriting sat there.
Sora,
Sorry, work started early today. Please eat breakfast before you leave and I'll be home by at least 5:00 o'clock. Take care of yourself Sora and start making dinner if I haven't arrived yet after 5. I love you a lot and don't do anything crazy. With much love, Mom.
Sora went to her room and grabbed her Odaiba High School uniform. She went to the bathroom took her shower and got out. She put on her clothes and turned around and looked into her mirror. She dried her long auburn locks of hair and applied her make-up. The cut was very visible and some of the bruises she had gotten were barley visible through the heavy coat of make- up. She took out various bracelets and put them around her cut wrist to hide the cuts. She looked into the mirror one last time. She turned away from the mirror disgusted at what she saw. She went downstairs to the kitchen and served herself some cereal (a/n: COCO PUFFS =D). After she finished she placed the bowl in the sink. She grabbed her book bag and slipped on her shoes. She closed the door and began walking towards Odaiba High.
Yamato had just left his house and went to pick up Taichi. As always they were running late. He knocked on Taichi's door and he heard a ruffled coming and then a tired and grumpy looking Tai appeared. "Hey Tai? What's up? " "Nothing. just the usual. yannoe tired and stuff." Yamato nodded and they both began walking. The silence was kind of awkward. "So have you heard from Sora?" Yamato asked out of nowhere. "Actually I haven't. I hope she's okay." "Me too." As both boys neared Odaiba High they noticed a red haired girl walking the same direction as them. Yamato's eyes brightened quickly as he recognized this red haired beauty. "SORA!" he called out loudly. She stopped abruptly and turned around. Both boys ran widely towards her. Sora couldn't help but laugh at how stupid they looked running towards her like that.
"Hey guys," she said softly while giggling. "Hey!" both boys replied while huffing and puffing. As they stood up to look at their friend, a gasp left both their lips. "What happened?" Yamato shouted. "Are you okay?" Taichi asked worriedly.
Sora tried to stop them from asking so many questions but they just kept bomber aiding her with them. "STOP!" she finally yelled. "Nothing happened, I just slipped and fell in the shower and yeah. pretty stupid, I know. That's why I missed school on Friday. But I'm okay guys, don't worry." It was a down right lie and it wasn't the best, but it was all she could think up of.
"It looks like you had a pretty nasty fall." Taichi said while snickering a little. Yamato, on the other hand, didn't take it as lightly.
"You should be more careful!" he lectured.
Sora smiled at him appreciatively. He was always worrying about her. But Yamato didn't quite believe her for some reason, it just didn't seem like Sora to slip and fall in the shower and get a cut like that. It seemed more like a Tai thing, no offense meant to Tai of course. He looked at Sora unsurely but just continued walking.
"So, did I miss anything important guys?" "Not really." Tai answered.
Yamato just kept silent and kept on thinking about how all this just didn't fit. They arrived at school and the bell rang. They headed their separate ways and began their long day of school.
YYYYYYYYYYY After School (A/N: sorry the skipping around)
Sora left her classroom and began walking towards her home. She hated lying to her friends so much. But she had to do it. for her own good, and theirs. Suddenly somebody grabbed her wrist. She cringed in pain, for it was the wrist she had cut. She looked at him, Yamato, the one who had touched her wound.
She hated lying to Yamato especially.
"Hey," he said softly. "Hey," she replied. An awkward silence surrounded them. "So." she started.
Yamato ran a hand nervously through his blonde hair and he let out an exasperated, almost nervous sigh.
"Sora.. are you okay.? I know I already asked you that but I worry so much about you. I just want to make sure you're alright." She gave him one of her sweetest smiles. "Thanks again for worrying Yama, but really, I'm okay. I just had a ditz attack, that's all." He nodded. "Well, I'll see you tomorrow. Bye, Yama," She gave him a quick hug and left.
But Yamato wasn't going to let her go that easily. He watched her walk away and decided that he would follow her. He knew she wouldn't tell him where she lived, for some reason, but he wasn't going to let that stop him. He followed her from a distance until he saw a couple of houses come into view. She stopped in front of a white one that had a blue roof. It looked rather cozy. It reminded him of the houses he had seen on commercials during Christmas time, advertising something like hot chocolate, or maybe some clothing line. So he ruled out the first option as to why she didn't want them to know where she lived. She couldn't possibly be ashamed of her house. It was a nice looking home and she wasn't that type of girl. Flowers adorned the front lawn. He saw her enter the front door. He stepped out of the shadows and walked towards the house.
He knocked softly on the door. He heard scurrying inside and the door finally opened. A gasp left the auburn haired girl's mouth.
"Yamato?" she asked, a bit surprised. "Uuhh. yeah. hey Sora. can I come in?" he asked, quite nervously.
He noticed she was about to protest so he quickly entered her house and shut the door behind him.
She looked at him quite surprised. "What are you doing? That was rude!" she hissed. Yamato rubbed the back of his head sheepishly but then his face turned serious. "Sora something's up and I know it. I can just feel it. Please tell me what's wrong. What's going on?" She let out an annoyed sigh. "Nothings going on Yamato. But what are you doing here? You shouldn't be here!"
He was about to protest when the jiggling of the doorknob on the front door was heard.
Fear quickly replaced the look of annoyance on her face. "Yamato! Hurry, quick!" she looked at him confused but before he could say anything she pushed him into the coat closet. As soon as the closet door was shut, the front door opened. She put her back against the closet door and looked at who had entered. Her father. She paled slightly.
"Oh know. If he hits me Yamato's going to know. he's going to get involved."
She closed her eyes but opened them again. "Hey dad." Yamato's eyes widened a bit.. He had not once seen Sora's father. He opened the closet door slightly to see what was going on. Sora's father looked kind of drunk, swaying around the way he was.
"Where's your mother, bitch?!" her father asked rudely. Sora cringed at the remark.
"She's at work." "Good! I need more money from that whore to buy my beer." He sneered.
"You should work for your money and buy your beer with your own money instead of spending mom's!" Sora snapped.
She brought her hand up to her mouth in shock. What had possessed her to say that she did not know. But her father brought his hand down and slapped her hard on the face. She fell to the floor with a loud thump. Yamato would have come to her rescue but he was in too much shock. This could not be happening.
It wasn't happening, it wasn't happening, it wasn't happening.
He couldn't believe Sora was an abuse victim. Out of all the people in the world, it had to be Sora.
Her father picked her up by her hair and slapped her again. "Don't snap at me bitch!" he slurred. He turned around and walked out the door. The door shut loudly. Sora was trembling. The tears silently fell from her eyes but she quickly regained her composure as she remembered that Yamato was here.
Yamato came out of the closet. Sora stood up and looked at him but turned away ashamed. They stood there in the most uncomfortable silence for ten minutes. He examined her. Her cheeks had her father's handprint and were extremely red. Her eyes were puffy and her hair ruffled. Yamato decided to break this unbearable silence.
"What the hell was that?" he yelled angrily. He felt the blood pumping through his body, his heart moving rapidly, his skin hot.
Sora's body stiffened and she just shrugged and answer casually, "What the hell was what?"
Yamato's eyes glazed with anger and he grabbed her wrists not too lightly. She winced as the pain traveled up her arm. His grip was strong. He brought her face up to his. "Don't fuck around with me, Sora. I saw what happened."
She looked away from his eyes and she felt the tears brimming in the corner of her eyes. "Yamato." she said softly. ".You're hurting me."
His eye's softened and his grip around her wrist loosened. He brought up his hand and ran a finger down her red cheek lightly. She closed her eyes and let out a shaky breathe.
"Oh Sora." He looked at her sympathetically and he had the urge to hold her and kiss her and make everything all better. He brought her into a tight embrace (a/n: lots of hugging in this fic =D) and she hugged him back. Silent sobs racked throughout her body. He ran his hand up and down her back in a comforting way. They sank to the floor still embracing one another. He noticed that her breathing was back to normal instead of her raged breaths. She had fallen asleep. He picked her up and went upstairs. He noted that she was as light as a feather, bewildered. He walked into a room and it looked like it would be Sora's. He placed her into the bed.
He kissed her forehead lightly and in a barley audible voice he whispered, "I love you." He was walking towards the door ready to leave when he heard her voice.
"Yama. can you please stay?" He turned to look at her. Her eyes were closed but she still spoke, "Please?" "Yeah." he whispered. He lied down next to her and hugged her tightly. He buried his face into her should and nuzzled her neck. He felt her light breathing against his neck and knew she had fallen asleep. He soon fell asleep beside her. and dreamt of sleeping next to her, dreamt of her; his friend, and the woman he had grown to love.
YAY! I'M DONE! And they didn't do anything except sleep okay people! Well again I want to thank al my reviewers and Please Review! I would appreciate it if you did. I only accept constructive criticism flame stuff so yeah. Hopefully I will have the next chapter up soon! I hope you enjoyed (! Edited by: Veronica a.k.a Taichi-chan.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything .
I'm Okay- Chapter Three
She wasn't sure what was going. Her eyelids slowly opened revealing two groggily looking crimson orbs. Her vision was blurry and she had a major headache. She brought her arm up to massage her head but as soon as she lifted it she felt pain coarse up and down her arm. She looked down at her arm to see it bandaged up neatly. Sora's vision finally became clear and she looked around the room. She recognized it as her mother's room. She heard her mother let out a small gasp and Erika scurried over to her daughter from her spot on the desk.
"Your finally awake!" Erika yelped. Her eye's were red and puffy, probably from crying and worry was etched on her bruised face. Sora looked into her mother's eyes but broke the gaze almost immediately. Guilt was swallowing her up as she saw all the pain and worrying that her mother's eyes held.
Erika looked at her daughter turning away and her eyes began to water again. "Oh Sora what were you thinking?" her voice was hoarse and scratchy. But Sora didn't say anything, she just looked away, not daring to look at her mother. Erika gave Sora a stern look, "Look at me Sora!" Sora forced herself to look at her mother and she found herself feeling guilty again. "What were you thinking? I can' believe you did this to yourself!" she gestured towards Sora's bandaged arm. "If I hadn't found you when I did you could have died Sora.DIED!" Erika was in tears by now lecturing her daughter. She couldn't believe this was happening. she didn't want to believe this was happening. "Sora," her mother let out an exasperated sigh, "Lucky for us you didn't loose to much blood so there was no need for a hospital. but you did loose quite a bit. Sora, sweetheart, you know what you did was wrong, if you had lost a lot of blood I would have had to take you to the hospital. Do you know how many questions they would have asked about your bruises and such? I could have lost you Sora! I love you too much to lose you like that! Why end your life like that when you have your whole life before you?"
Sora had silent tears streaming down her face as her mother continued. She couldn't take it anymore, she had to say something. "I wanted to get away!" Sora suddenly yelled. Erika looked at her daughter. Sora continued, "I wanted to get away from all the pain and suffering. I wanted to get away from here, from the man I call my father!" But as the words left her mouth she realized something. Running away was like getting away, and trying to kill her self was getting away also. She would have left her mother here all alone with her father. This time she felt a huge pang of guilt tug at her heart. More tears spilled from her eyes now.
Erika just looked at her daughter and then embraced her into a tight hug. Sora weakly brought her arms around her mother. She felt so weak and vulnerable. "Everything is going to be okay Sora, I promise. Just don't you ever do that again you hear me? I don't want to lose you. After a while of just sitting there hugging, Sora's mother stood up. Tomorrow's Monday and I start working again." "I must have been unconscious for a long time," Sora thought. She looked out her mother's window and noticed that it was dark. There was school tomorrow, something, that for once she wasn't looking forward to. "I'm sorry mama," Sora suddenly whispered. Her mother turned around and looked at her and then went back to her desk. "Probably paper work," Sora thought again. She sat there looking out her mother's window when fatigue plagued her body once again. Her eyes began closing and she whispered a soft goodnight to her mother and she fell into a deep sleep.
YYYYYYYYYYY Monday Morning
Sun shone through the slightly open curtains and shined upon Sora's face. Sora groggily mumbled something and opened on eyelid. She groaned. It was Monday morning and she had to go to school. She knew her friends, especially Yamato, would want answers as to why she was absent and also as to why there was a cut on her head. She knew it would be impossible to hide that thing with make-up. She sighed and got up from the comfortable bed. She had fallen asleep in her mother's room. She walked over to her mother's desk and a note with neat handwriting sat there.
Sora,
Sorry, work started early today. Please eat breakfast before you leave and I'll be home by at least 5:00 o'clock. Take care of yourself Sora and start making dinner if I haven't arrived yet after 5. I love you a lot and don't do anything crazy. With much love, Mom.
Sora went to her room and grabbed her Odaiba High School uniform. She went to the bathroom took her shower and got out. She put on her clothes and turned around and looked into her mirror. She dried her long auburn locks of hair and applied her make-up. The cut was very visible and some of the bruises she had gotten were barley visible through the heavy coat of make- up. She took out various bracelets and put them around her cut wrist to hide the cuts. She looked into the mirror one last time. She turned away from the mirror disgusted at what she saw. She went downstairs to the kitchen and served herself some cereal (a/n: COCO PUFFS =D). After she finished she placed the bowl in the sink. She grabbed her book bag and slipped on her shoes. She closed the door and began walking towards Odaiba High.
Yamato had just left his house and went to pick up Taichi. As always they were running late. He knocked on Taichi's door and he heard a ruffled coming and then a tired and grumpy looking Tai appeared. "Hey Tai? What's up? " "Nothing. just the usual. yannoe tired and stuff." Yamato nodded and they both began walking. The silence was kind of awkward. "So have you heard from Sora?" Yamato asked out of nowhere. "Actually I haven't. I hope she's okay." "Me too." As both boys neared Odaiba High they noticed a red haired girl walking the same direction as them. Yamato's eyes brightened quickly as he recognized this red haired beauty. "SORA!" he called out loudly. She stopped abruptly and turned around. Both boys ran widely towards her. Sora couldn't help but laugh at how stupid they looked running towards her like that.
"Hey guys," she said softly while giggling. "Hey!" both boys replied while huffing and puffing. As they stood up to look at their friend, a gasp left both their lips. "What happened?" Yamato shouted. "Are you okay?" Taichi asked worriedly.
Sora tried to stop them from asking so many questions but they just kept bomber aiding her with them. "STOP!" she finally yelled. "Nothing happened, I just slipped and fell in the shower and yeah. pretty stupid, I know. That's why I missed school on Friday. But I'm okay guys, don't worry." It was a down right lie and it wasn't the best, but it was all she could think up of.
"It looks like you had a pretty nasty fall." Taichi said while snickering a little. Yamato, on the other hand, didn't take it as lightly.
"You should be more careful!" he lectured.
Sora smiled at him appreciatively. He was always worrying about her. But Yamato didn't quite believe her for some reason, it just didn't seem like Sora to slip and fall in the shower and get a cut like that. It seemed more like a Tai thing, no offense meant to Tai of course. He looked at Sora unsurely but just continued walking.
"So, did I miss anything important guys?" "Not really." Tai answered.
Yamato just kept silent and kept on thinking about how all this just didn't fit. They arrived at school and the bell rang. They headed their separate ways and began their long day of school.
YYYYYYYYYYY After School (A/N: sorry the skipping around)
Sora left her classroom and began walking towards her home. She hated lying to her friends so much. But she had to do it. for her own good, and theirs. Suddenly somebody grabbed her wrist. She cringed in pain, for it was the wrist she had cut. She looked at him, Yamato, the one who had touched her wound.
She hated lying to Yamato especially.
"Hey," he said softly. "Hey," she replied. An awkward silence surrounded them. "So." she started.
Yamato ran a hand nervously through his blonde hair and he let out an exasperated, almost nervous sigh.
"Sora.. are you okay.? I know I already asked you that but I worry so much about you. I just want to make sure you're alright." She gave him one of her sweetest smiles. "Thanks again for worrying Yama, but really, I'm okay. I just had a ditz attack, that's all." He nodded. "Well, I'll see you tomorrow. Bye, Yama," She gave him a quick hug and left.
But Yamato wasn't going to let her go that easily. He watched her walk away and decided that he would follow her. He knew she wouldn't tell him where she lived, for some reason, but he wasn't going to let that stop him. He followed her from a distance until he saw a couple of houses come into view. She stopped in front of a white one that had a blue roof. It looked rather cozy. It reminded him of the houses he had seen on commercials during Christmas time, advertising something like hot chocolate, or maybe some clothing line. So he ruled out the first option as to why she didn't want them to know where she lived. She couldn't possibly be ashamed of her house. It was a nice looking home and she wasn't that type of girl. Flowers adorned the front lawn. He saw her enter the front door. He stepped out of the shadows and walked towards the house.
He knocked softly on the door. He heard scurrying inside and the door finally opened. A gasp left the auburn haired girl's mouth.
"Yamato?" she asked, a bit surprised. "Uuhh. yeah. hey Sora. can I come in?" he asked, quite nervously.
He noticed she was about to protest so he quickly entered her house and shut the door behind him.
She looked at him quite surprised. "What are you doing? That was rude!" she hissed. Yamato rubbed the back of his head sheepishly but then his face turned serious. "Sora something's up and I know it. I can just feel it. Please tell me what's wrong. What's going on?" She let out an annoyed sigh. "Nothings going on Yamato. But what are you doing here? You shouldn't be here!"
He was about to protest when the jiggling of the doorknob on the front door was heard.
Fear quickly replaced the look of annoyance on her face. "Yamato! Hurry, quick!" she looked at him confused but before he could say anything she pushed him into the coat closet. As soon as the closet door was shut, the front door opened. She put her back against the closet door and looked at who had entered. Her father. She paled slightly.
"Oh know. If he hits me Yamato's going to know. he's going to get involved."
She closed her eyes but opened them again. "Hey dad." Yamato's eyes widened a bit.. He had not once seen Sora's father. He opened the closet door slightly to see what was going on. Sora's father looked kind of drunk, swaying around the way he was.
"Where's your mother, bitch?!" her father asked rudely. Sora cringed at the remark.
"She's at work." "Good! I need more money from that whore to buy my beer." He sneered.
"You should work for your money and buy your beer with your own money instead of spending mom's!" Sora snapped.
She brought her hand up to her mouth in shock. What had possessed her to say that she did not know. But her father brought his hand down and slapped her hard on the face. She fell to the floor with a loud thump. Yamato would have come to her rescue but he was in too much shock. This could not be happening.
It wasn't happening, it wasn't happening, it wasn't happening.
He couldn't believe Sora was an abuse victim. Out of all the people in the world, it had to be Sora.
Her father picked her up by her hair and slapped her again. "Don't snap at me bitch!" he slurred. He turned around and walked out the door. The door shut loudly. Sora was trembling. The tears silently fell from her eyes but she quickly regained her composure as she remembered that Yamato was here.
Yamato came out of the closet. Sora stood up and looked at him but turned away ashamed. They stood there in the most uncomfortable silence for ten minutes. He examined her. Her cheeks had her father's handprint and were extremely red. Her eyes were puffy and her hair ruffled. Yamato decided to break this unbearable silence.
"What the hell was that?" he yelled angrily. He felt the blood pumping through his body, his heart moving rapidly, his skin hot.
Sora's body stiffened and she just shrugged and answer casually, "What the hell was what?"
Yamato's eyes glazed with anger and he grabbed her wrists not too lightly. She winced as the pain traveled up her arm. His grip was strong. He brought her face up to his. "Don't fuck around with me, Sora. I saw what happened."
She looked away from his eyes and she felt the tears brimming in the corner of her eyes. "Yamato." she said softly. ".You're hurting me."
His eye's softened and his grip around her wrist loosened. He brought up his hand and ran a finger down her red cheek lightly. She closed her eyes and let out a shaky breathe.
"Oh Sora." He looked at her sympathetically and he had the urge to hold her and kiss her and make everything all better. He brought her into a tight embrace (a/n: lots of hugging in this fic =D) and she hugged him back. Silent sobs racked throughout her body. He ran his hand up and down her back in a comforting way. They sank to the floor still embracing one another. He noticed that her breathing was back to normal instead of her raged breaths. She had fallen asleep. He picked her up and went upstairs. He noted that she was as light as a feather, bewildered. He walked into a room and it looked like it would be Sora's. He placed her into the bed.
He kissed her forehead lightly and in a barley audible voice he whispered, "I love you." He was walking towards the door ready to leave when he heard her voice.
"Yama. can you please stay?" He turned to look at her. Her eyes were closed but she still spoke, "Please?" "Yeah." he whispered. He lied down next to her and hugged her tightly. He buried his face into her should and nuzzled her neck. He felt her light breathing against his neck and knew she had fallen asleep. He soon fell asleep beside her. and dreamt of sleeping next to her, dreamt of her; his friend, and the woman he had grown to love.
YAY! I'M DONE! And they didn't do anything except sleep okay people! Well again I want to thank al my reviewers and Please Review! I would appreciate it if you did. I only accept constructive criticism flame stuff so yeah. Hopefully I will have the next chapter up soon! I hope you enjoyed (! Edited by: Veronica a.k.a Taichi-chan.