Battered and Bruised, Chpt. 9
Hey. Sorry its been taking me forever. I've definitely had a lot of things that i've had to deal with. Actually, I'm suppose to be in night school right now, but I'm too depressed to go, so i'm hiding out in my boat garage with my computer and since the internet signal down here sucks, I've decided to write the next chapter,...since I have three hours to spare. Alright, sorry for the delay,...here ya go!
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Makoto woke up in the middle of the night, startled. She sat up and looked around as her eyes adjusted to the darkness. Still the same hospital surroundings, to her dismay. She layed back down about to go to sleep again, when she suddenly remembered that she fell asleep in Usagi's room. The vivid image of Usagi laying in that bed so limp and frail, was enough to make Makoto lean over the side of her own bed and dry heave on the ground. She got out of her bed and walked to the door, only to find it locked. 'Fuck! You assholes!'
Makoto leaned against the door and slinked down to the ground, and began to indulge in one of those rare moments, where she just let out all of her emotions, and cried. She continued to cry for a good hour until she finally calmed down. She looked around, noting her surroundings. She felt a pang of excitement as she saw the phone by her bed.
Carefully she arose from the ground, holding her chest in pain. After she had managed to become erect, she stood at rest by the door to regain her composure. Then she walked, step by step, to the phone, and picked it up and dialed a phone number.
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RIIIIIINNNNNGGGGGG!
Yaten had just entered the apartment when he heard that the phone had begun to ring. He placed his coat on the nearby chair, and glanced at the clock which read 4:52am in a green glow. Yaten sighed and rubbed his eyes, when, RIIIIINNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGGG, another ring of the phone had begged of his attention. Yaten walked to the phone and brought the receiver to his ear.
Before Yaten could even greet the caller, the voice on the other end had already answered with a stern, "Hello?!"
Yaten, attentive to the urgency of the callers voice, had answered with a "yes? This is Yaten, may I ask who's speaking?"
"Its Rei. You were suppose to meet me at the temple hours ago! Where have you been?"
Yaten sighed, he had forgot all about Rei. He was actually on his way to meet her when he was distracted by passing the alley where the "incident" had happened. "God, I'm sorry Rei, I was on my way, but-"
"But nothing! I really need to talk to you. But its too late tonight, we'll meet tomorrow, okay? Same time, same place, alright?"
"Alright, I'm sorry Rei. I'll be there tomorrow."
"I hope so. Get some sleep."
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The busy signal upset Makoto. 'God damn it!' She slammed the receiver down. She had called Yaten four times and gotten a busy signal. She then picked up the receiver and began to dial another number. When she recognized who she was calling, she stopped at the 4th digit. She then hung up the phone and layed in bed, and let a stream of tears fall from her face.
She had started to call Usagi. 'What and idiot.' Makoto felt horrible. Something terrible happened, and she longed to talk to Usagi. But reality loves to be cruel. Makoto staggered to the window, and opened it up for some fresh air. It was a beautiful full moon out, and it taunted Makoto with its soft mysterious beams. She then averted her gaze to the ground. She noticed that she was only two stories away from the rooftop of the lobby. 'I've made this jump a thousand times...'
Makoto found her clothing on a chair in the corner of the room. She got dressed and then walked to the window. With a deep breath, she made the jump. About a fraction of a second before hitting the ground, she realized that all the other times she had made this jump, she did not have broken ribs and the like. An instant before hitting the ground, a rush of adrenaline pumped throughout her body in preparation for the inevitably painful impact. 'this is gonna hurt like a bi-'
It almost felt like each rib shattered all over again as she hit the ground. Her fingernails dug deep into her palms as the pain made her bundle her hands into tight fists. She lay motionless on the ground, staring at the moon. She winced in anger. 'How could it shine so beautiful and carefree without her...' Makoto then concentrated on staying conscious and not passing out from the overwhelming pain. She wanted to stand, but knew that it was too early to even attempt it. So she found nothing else to do but laye on the ground and stare at the moon.
In a heat of passion she could think of nothing else but her friend, and as she did so, tears streamed down her cheeks. 'Usagi...'
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'Usagi...' It was so dark. She couldn't see anything. Could recognize anything. She saw splotches of red, blue, and purple dots, pulsing amidst the blackness. Her head throbbed, her stomach ached, her throat was raw, her extremities were sore, even that which was so secret, so pure and untouched, felt ripped, mutilated, and burned in discomfort. She couldn't concentrate on a single thought, only the pain. She couldn't tell if she was awake, unconscious, dead, or blind. All she knew was that she was surrounded in a blanket of pain. Infinite and lonely pain.
She could feel her heart pound harder and harder, and with each thud, she could feel a hot stingy fluid course throughout her broken body. Amidst this misery, a sudden twitch of her toe, stung and frightened her, but also excited her. Maybe if she concentrated on her toes, she could wake herself up. So, fully aware of the distressed state her body was in, she concentrated on her moving her toe.
At first it seemed useless. But that was only because each second was frozen in time, and took, what seemed like prolonged hours of agony, to thaw to the next eternal second. In reality, it was only a few moments before her toe had begun to twitch. But after it did, she regretted it.
Each twitch was severely painful. It awakened every muscle in her body, and intensified her suffering. But Usagi, Sailor Moon, Princess Serenity, would not give in to the darkness. No. She was born with the birthright of the moon; it was her nature to shine.
Again she concentrated on moving her phalanges. Again it twitched, along with three other toes, and this time, even six of her fingers were excited into movement. When she was able to move her hand, her eyes had fluttered open. However, her vision was impaired. It was dark. All she could make out were blurry moving lights, and she couldn't keep her eyes open for long. A whelping moan, had escaped from her throat. She tried to shape the sound into words, but was unsuccessful. So she began to moan again, only louder. She did it again and again, and moved her hand up and down, to make a light pounding noise on the bed.
She continued this, even though it caused her unbelievable pain, until a nurse had heard the racket and came in for aid. The nurse had calmed the distraught teen with a combination of soothing sounds, smooth and gentle strokes, and an increased dosage of morphine. After Usagi had become relaxed, the nurse left to call Mrs. Mizuno and the other doctors in charge of Usagi's caretaking.
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AN: Yeah yeah, I know, a short chapter...Sorry,...I thought you'd want me to at least get something up. I know its been awhile. And hey! I woke Usagi up! (finally...) Anyways, I'll try to get the next chapter up really soon. Thanks for being patient everyone! -SR
