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Warning: Kinda boring... XD
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-Tabi-chan
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Sora ni hirogaru tenshi no koi: Part 9
The next morning when I woke up I couldn't move. My body was aching so bad. Mom knocked on the door and entered. "Sora-chan," she chirped, "time to wake up!" I looked at the floor and stared at the broken leather belt. My face was still burning up and I couldn't move. My eyes shut as she approached me. I winced back when she placed her hand on my cheek.
"Oh, my. Sweetie, you burning up," she said cautiously.
This was my chance. She thinks I'm sick. If I go to school today I'll die. I will honestly die! I started to pretend to shiver and cough. She saw my eyes were baggy and dark. Mom left for a second, she went to find the thermometer. I listened to her house shoes scrapping on the floor.
Then in the bathroom I listened to rustling in the drawers. I left my pants pockets and found a penny. I smiled and put it deep under my tongue. Then, I heard a slam. She came back with a small glass thermometer. She wiped it with the sleeve of her light pink cotton robe. She sat on the end of my bed and looked at it for a second.
"Open," She said.
I did as I was told. I opened my mouth and she placed the thermometer under my tongue. I pushed it back a little farther with my mouth to make it touch the penny. I hoped the rumors were true about the penny. All I could hear was the sound of my mother's tired breathing. She'd inhale in deeply and did a loud exhale, kinda sounding like she just ran a marathon.
Peering over at the clock, I saw that it was only 6:45. Mother pulled out the thermometer from my mouth and stared hard at it, squinting her eyes. She grumbled and stood. Leaning forward and placed her hand back on my forehead.
"OK," she sighed, "it's 39 degrees. You have a fever."
Sighing in relief I slid under the covers, wincing while doing so. The bolts of pain were shooting up my back again. Mother stood and stroked my drooping locks. She gave the "I guess I have no choice" face and sighed. Her violet eyes struck me while doing a small smile.
"You can stay home, but you can't leave this bed." she said. When she said that I knew it was a lie. After a certain time she didn't care what I did. Usually when I was sick I'd wrap a comforter around myself and drag it around with me.
When I heard the news, I couldn't have been more ecstatic. She walked out of the room and closed the door. I listened to the sounds around me. I listened to mother's faint steps trailing down the hall. Finally, they just stopped. I'm thinking she's in the kitchen or she is in the living room laying on the couch.
Just as the thought ran though my mind I heard the television's faint vibrations coming through the walls. I lifted up the covers and my eyes widen at the sight of a large, raw blackish purple bruise. The colors mixed into my skin making a blotchy look all around the front of my arm, about two inches above my elbow. I looked at the other arm and saw an even bigger blotchy bruise.
I slowly got out of bed and limped over to the door. When I opened the door I checked to see if mother was in view. No, she wasn't. So, I quickly walked to the bathroom. The floor boards squeaked on each step down. Squeak squeak squeak. I shut the door softly and began rambling through the medicine cabinet.
The tensing muscles in my arms weren't helping this be any easier. I pulled out an Ace Bandage. Then, I closed the cabinet, putting the bandage in my pajama pocket. I needed an egg. I tiptoed down the hall and glimpsed into the living room, not see my mother. I looked over the back side of the couch to see my mother asleep. I grinned and walked normally into the kitchen.
Thankfully we did have eggs. Mother bought some the other day at the grocery story. I opened the fridge and pulled out of egg. Then I filled up a small pot with some warm water and placed it on the metal eye on the stove.
After it was finished I let it sit and cool off. I sat on the floor beside the stove and rested my head on the base of the lower cabinet and closed my eyes. I listen to the television, trying to listen for what movie it could be. It was a scary movie. I could tell by the suspenseful music. The words were fitting together into a familiar scene.
I know I have scene the movie before. At the point it was at the beginning. There was a woman talking about going to Isu, Japan. Which was far from Destiny Island. I continued listening. Aha! I know the movie.
The movie was Ringu. She is on her way to Isu to see about the cabins. I chuckled at the scene replaying in my mind. The movie never really scared me, but I thought the part when she crawled out of the television was kinda creepy, yet cool. I look up at the silver clock above the kitchen table. It was already 8:20. I grabbed the stove handle and pulled myself up.
The egg was cooled, so I took it from the pot and peeled off the shell. Tossing the pieces of shell into the trash can. I took a paper towel and wiped off the goo and walked back to my room. I shut and locked the door once inside. I rubbed the egg on my flesh lightly. It hurt from the slightest touch, but I knew this would help it fade more quickly.
While I massaged the egg on the surface of my skin, kept double-taking over my shoulder from my mother walking in. If her eyes met me, there would be no telling on her reaction. After I finished with the first arm, I moved to the second. My left arm. It was worse than the right because most of my weight was shifted on that side.
I pulled the Ace Bandage from my pocket. I unrolled it and began strapping it around my forearm. From my elbow to my shoulder was wrapped, there was half on the bandage left. I reached over to my dresser and took the red handled pair of scissors and cut the other half off.
Holding the bandage down was a small metal clamp. I wrapped my left arm. and took the other clamp and pinned the end down.
After I was finished I threw away the egg. At the moment I wasn't caring whether or not if the egg would rot in my trash can.I sat on my bed and pulled back the curtains and blinds, looking out the window. Gray clouds covered the sky. I could see parts of the dark royal blue sky. Riku, why are you this way? Why are you making it impossible for me?
The feeling were coming back. I knew I was powerless and weak from doing anything about the episode. I was imprisoned in myself. My feelings were enclosed, begging to be released. It was like pushing on a brick wall. There was no way to move it on my own or at all. I stood in front on the mirror that was connected to my dresser and looked at myself.
Trails of hickeys. Bruises and scraps. I ran the tip of my finger over a few bruises. Most of them are numb. I walk to my bed and lie down. Staring at the wall. Riku's face is carved into my mind. Everything about him. His face. His eyes. His ears. His hair. His muscular body.
No matter what I do, I just can't stop thinking about him. I turn onto my back and look at the ceiling. Remembering when I opened my eyes I saw his face during a thrust. I saw tears. He was hurting. He was crying in pain. Why? I want to know. I have to know! It was haunting me. Was he crying from mental pain or physical or both?
I close my eyes and fell asleep.
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CHAPTER 9 COMPLETE!!!!!!
Author's notes:
1 - It is to be said that if you use an old glass thermometer and put a penny under your tongue, the copper from the penny and the mercury from the thermometer will react with each other and make the temperature slightly higher than normal. Giving you a "fever." Of course I've never tried it. ::Shifty eyes.:: Ha! Of course I haven't...
2 - This was measured in Celsius. His "fever" is around 102 degrees.
3 - If you use a hard-boiled egg on bruises it is supposed to help bruises go away quicker. I've never tried it, but friends of mine have.
4 - Ringu is the original version of the American movie The Ring. Me, I like Ringu a hell of a lot better than The Ring. Instead of Samara, the little girl's name was Sadako. I hated The Ring. Even though the movie was almost the same plot line. Ringu came out in 1997. I apologize for any fan of the movie, but if you saw Ringu you'd feel the same as me.
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Like I said it was boring. Chapter 10 is being worked on... it's more exciting. XD
-Tabi-chan