Okay, it seems to be a bit odd for you reading the first part of my fanfic. Well, you see, the first part wasn't supposed to have another 'part'. But since the people are bit of confused with my story, I decided it's best to write the second part. But, it's my fault that I didn't remember the 'add chapter' thingy. I should have done that in the first place. Right now, I decided to write the supposed to be third chapter of my fanfic. Hopefully, you would understand in the end what my story is trying to tell you. Happy reading!
---------------- Chapter 3- Reality BitesNO! It can't be! Kumiko is my sister! I know it! I really do!
Shin was struck to death by hearing the news from her mom's blood testing.
'Mom was still at rest, getting over the shock. Is it really possible? I mean, maybe dad has the same blood type as with Kumiko. If this is a dream, I hope I will wake up soon.'
Shin walked inside her sister's hospital room.
"Shin!" shouted the surprised Kumiko.
"Are you okay now?" asked Shin.
"Well, It's seems that I'm getting a back ache from lying to this bed the whole day. I'm bored. I want to go home already." Said Kumiko while trying to get up from her bed.
"No, don't get up yet. Your not still that well."
"I only got bruises, but above all, I'm perfectly fine. Look!" she got Shin's hands and placed it on her forehead.
"If your really that bored, let's play a game then." Suggested Shin.
"Really? Is this game more fun than reading this book?" asked Kumiko while putting on the side table her book.
"Trust me." Shin decided to sit on the bed, making them more comfortable to play.
"Well, I can't think of anything to play…"
"Let's play truth or dare."
"How? Well, first, let's do rock, papers, scissors. Who ever loses will choose 'truth or dare'."
"That's it? That's pretty easy!" said Kumiko.
"Rock, paper, scissors!" They do gestured their hand in a fist form, move it up and down and…
"Oh! I won! Scissors beats paper!" said the excited Kumiko.
'Just be happy Kumiko. Let me put a smile on your face, even for this moment only.'
"Huh? What are you thinking?" asked Kumiko getting nearer Shin's face.
"It's nothing."
"You seem to think of something important. What is it?" asked Kumiko pressing it.
"Okay, then, I'll choose… uhmmmm… dare."
"But your not answering my question!"
"It doesn't matter. Come on, what's the dare."
"Oh, alright. Uhmmm, pour me a glass of mango juice."
"No challenge! So easy." Said Shin with confidence.
"Well, I'm not taking this seriously actually." Said Kumiko teasing her brother.
"Here's your juice."
"Thank you."
"Okay, rock, paper, scissors."
"Oh I won!" said Shin.
"Well, it's just your lucky day."
"Truth or dare?" asked Shin.
"I can't do dare stuff, maybe truth. Yeah, I'll choose truth."
"Okay then…"
"… What if…what if you found out that we're not related to each other?" asked Shin in a serious tone.
"Well…" started Kumiko cheerfully.
"Maybe, maybe I'll cry. I'm gonna run away, to find my real family." Said Kumiko while munching some cookies.
"….I ….I see.." said Shin.
"As if it will happen, right Shin?" asked Kumio jokingly.
Shin just nodded. Suddenly, Mrs. Sawada came into the room.
"Mom!"
"Kumiko, Shin!"
"Mom, your suppose to be at home taking a rest. I told you, I'm gonna be the one responsible for Kumiko for this night."
"Shin, I'm fine. I'm just missing my daughter, that's all."
She went at the side bed of Kumiko and kissed and hugged her tight. She almost cried.
"Mom, mom, I can't breath!"
"Oh sorry, Kumiko."
"Mom, don't worry, I'm fine. It's just a few bruises, and in no time I'm out of the hospital."
Shin knew that his mom wasn't worried about Kumiko being in hospital. He knew that his mom was worried having Kumiko far by her side.
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Weeks passed by and their mother decided to put an end to the mystery. She visited the hospital she labored in. Maybe some can remember the…
"Yes, August 30 from that year. I remember that I was having labor along with a lady."
"Hold on, ma'am, let me check our files."
The nurse hurriedly searched for the file, browsing to every single record the hospital got ever since 'that' year.
"Yeah, here it is. Yamaguchi Naomi, the same date and time of laboring. She gave birth to a baby girl."
"I remember that my baby was proceeded in the nursery room."
"Yes, ma'am it has numbers as a label."
Now, she is more worried than ever.
"I can still remember that mine is number 104." She was teary eyed.
"Calm down, ma'am."
"Yes, I'm fine."
"Ma'am, are you sure that it is 104?"
"Yes, so sure. My husband took a snap shot of it back then."
"Well, Mrs. Yamaguchi's number was 104. And according to the hospital records, your baby was in number 105."
"It can't be!" she finally stood up in shock.
Tears started to stream down her eyes.
"Ma'am, do you want some water?" asked the nurse, guiding the lady back to her seat to calm down.
"Nurse… is there a… is there an address?"
"Well, she's a Japanese but she's staying here in Philippines ever since the labor. I know their having a hard time. As I can remember, they were almost gone to the police station due to the almost a year and a half of not paying the hospital bills."
"What's the address?"
"It's…"
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END OF CHAPTER THREE.
This is a very short chapter. Well, I was having a hard time fitting writing fan fics to my daily life. I decided that it's best for me to let the story flow smoothly and slowly. How's that? And oh yeah, if you're a first timer reading this, it's best if you first read "YEAH, SHE'S STUPID" then proceed to the second part. R&R