Forbidden

Chapter Nine

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Haruka pulled into the parking lot of her apartment. Michiru looked up at the big building before her, her eyes widen at the size of it, the top of it rest in the clouds.

"We're here Michi," Haruka got out of the car after parking it and helped Michiru out of the passengers side. They walked over to front of the building and into the elevator. The ride seemed to take forever to Michiru, her face started to throb and she felt light headed. Haruka looked at the numbers on top of the elevator door, only at the tenth floor, 'ten more floors to go,' she ran her hand through her hair, no one has ever been in her apartment before. She let out a sigh and looked at Michiru sad face. 'I don't know how a mother could slap their own child.'

Michiru started to fall backwards as the elevator stopped at the twentieth floor; Haruka caught her before she fell on the ground, Michiru looked up at Haruka eyes that she loved so much, she closed her eyes as she felt safe beginning near Haruka. Haruka guided Michiru to her apartment door and unlocked it letting her in. Michiru sat on the couch as Haruka went into the kitchen to get an ice pack. Michiru looked around the living room, in front of her stood a rather big television maybe a 42" to her left was a black leather chair that matched the couch on which she sat. To her right was the dining room that has a big window looking out at the city.

"Here you go Michi." Haruka handed her an ice pack for her face and sat on table facing her.

"Is it alright if I wipe the blood off under your nose?" Haruka had a towel in her hand. Michiru nodded her head yes. She flinched as Haruka gently touched her face with the towel.

"Sorry," Haruka put down the towel, "you should put the ice on your face to keep the swelling down." She got up off the table and walked into another room. Michiru closed her eyes as she put the ice pack on her throbbing face, she could hear soft music playing all of a sudden, it was the piano accompanied by the violin. She opened her eyes as she felt someone watching her; Haruka was standing to the right of her wearing a pair of black jeans and a t-shirt. She walked over to her and handed her a pair of sweat pants and a t-shirt.

"I thought you might want to change out of your school uniform and into some more comfortable clothes." Haruka ran her hand through her hair, Michiru got up off the couch with the clothes in hand.

"You can get changed in my bedroom if you want," she points over to the door that she just came out of, she watched her go into the bedroom then went into the kitchen to make some tea for the both of them.

After she made the tea she carried it out into the living, Michiru was still in her bedroom, Haruka walked over to the room and knocks on the closed door,

"Are you alright Michi?" She waited for an answer but never got one. She opened the door very slowly and stuck her head in, Michiru stood by Haruka's dresser and stared at the pictures that lay on top. She walked over to Michiru and saw tears running down her face, 'I hate seeing you cry Michi.' Haruka took hold of her hand and gave it a light squeeze,

"Is this your mother Haruka?" It was no more than a whisper but Haruka heard it, she looked down at the picture that Michiru was staring at.

"Ya, that's my mother," She smiled as she remembered that day; they were at the beach building a sand castle.

"You look very happy there." Michiru let go of Haruka's hand and walked over to balcony door. Haruka started to feel guilty as her mother loved her with all her heart and Michiru's mother doesn't even care if she lives or dies. She walked over to Michiru and wrapped her arms around her; they stayed like that for the longest time until Michiru broke the silence,

"Can you believe that my own mother doesn't love me?" She looked down at her feet. "Nobody loves me Ruka," Haruka felt her trembling in her arms, "you have know idea what that is like, to be alive for eighteen years and have no one tell you once that they love you." Michiru was crying more now, Haruka couldn't take this anymore so she turned Michiru around so that she would face her, she tried to wipe away the tears but new ones kept replacing the old ones.

"That's not true Michi someone in this world loves you..." Haruka tightened her grip around her waist and rested her head on her shoulder and took a deep breath, she wasn't good at revealing her feeling to another person. She whispered in her ear "...that person is me Michi."


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