Sorry for the long update. Many things have happened recently...first there was Prom, then my teacher was being a little too over caring. We were told to hand in a poem about our salvation, which I did, and after class he wanted to talk to me about it. Thinking I am suicidal, he sends me down to the vice principal where we talked, and then the VP sends me to see a guidance counselor. This is so ridiculous, I can't believe a simple poem can cause so much problems! So what if I cut myself?! That's my problem! I even told my teacher to fuck off, but he didn't seem to care. It took so much convincing for him not to call my parents too! Now the counselor freak wants to see me once in a while to see if I'm still alive...damn morons...thanks lord there is only two more weeks of school!
Chapter 5- Broken inside
Anzu walked out of the building with her head down. It had started raining not too long ago, but Anzu didn't seem to care. In fact, she didn't even seem to notice, even though she is getting drenched. She just kept walking with no destination in mind; she was too distracted to care about anything else, when she is trying her hardest to digest all of the new horrid information that was told to her.
She wanted to pretend that it was all a joke, or that she was just having a terrible nightmare, but somehow she knew it was the truth. The look in the doctor's eyes, the tone of his sorrowful voice, she knew it was the truth. She was going to die.
"Why did you have to tell me?!" she screamed to the sky, not caring if she was getting strange stares. "I would have been better off not knowing!" her voice getting softer and softer as she sobbed.
The rain was getting harder and harder, and people didn't even bother to stop to console the poor girl. They were all too busy running to find shelter from the rain, all they did were give her side-ways glances.
Anzu was numb, inside and out. Not being able to summon up the courage to go on anymore, she fell to her knees with a loud splash, making water splatter everywhere. Letting heart wrenching sobs out, she pounded the puddle floor with her tightly balled fists. The bloodied water flowed down the streets...just like all of her happiness.
After school, Ryou went over to Anzu's again. He stepped up to the door and rang the doorbell. After a couple of seconds of waiting, he rung it again for a couple more times, but there was still no answer.
'That's strange...' he thought worriedly. 'She should have been home by now.' Just when he was about to leave, he heard footsteps behind him. Turning around, he saw the brunette soaking wet trudging up the sidewalk. "Anzu!" he shouted while running towards her. But she didn't seem to have heard him. She just kept walking forward with her head down.
Ryou went in front of her and put his hands on her shoulders gently. "Anzu?"
Feeling something touch her, she snapped her head up with wide frighten eyes. "R-Ryou?" she asked uncertainly.
"What happen to you?"
Anzu put on a fake cherry façade, and put her hand on the back of her neck. "Oh...haha...I just forgot to take an umbrella with me..." Seeing her hands, Ryou became alarmed.
"What happen to your hands, why is it bleeding?" he asked with his face screwed up with concern.
"Oh...nothing much...I just slipped in a puddle and fell...clumsy me..." she replied forcefully.
Ryou looked uncertain, but let it slide. "Common, let's go inside so you can warm up" he said while dragging her to the door.
After they were inside, Anzu went to change into some dry clothes. Later, Ryou started wrapping up her hands with some gauze he found in her first aid kit.
"So what did the doctor say to you?" he asked.
Anzu froze up but managed to find her voice. Putting on another fake smile, she forced out a strangled giggle.
"He just said I have a simple fever and that I'm perfectly fine"
Ryou let out a sigh of relief. "That's good...and here I thought something big was wrong with you...what a fool I am." Anzu mentally winced 'if you only knew how right you are Ryou...' she thought sadly. "Something big wrong with me? Haha...I'm too stubborn to get sick..."
Anzu promised herself then and there that she will not tell anyone about her sickness until she thinks the time is right. The last thing she wants is people pitying her and her friends getting sad because of her. She just wants to lead her last days normally like what she does everyday. Besides...she wouldn't know how to say goodbye...especially to Ryou...
A couple of days later, Anzu came back to school. Even though she knew she only had two months left, she couldn't help but think that she was missing out a lot in school. In the eyes of other people, she hasn't gotten better at all, but perhaps sicker. Her face was unnaturally pale and she looked as if she had lost a lot of weight from the last few days, which she really had.
"You're a little pale Anzu, is everything alright?" Ryou asked from his seat. "Huh? Oh, it must be my makeup" she replied while quickly applying some blush on with the time she had left before class starts. 'I can't let them see me like this' she thought angrily. But as much makeup that she can apply to her face, she could never hide her sickly look.
After class, the teacher asked Anzu to stay behind for she had something to talk to her about. Ms. Kari was her name; she is a young and kind teacher who teaches art. Her favorite student happens to be Anzu because she always helped her keep the two trouble makers, Joey and Tristan in place, and also because she was one of the class top students.
Ms. Kari had a serious and grave look on her face, and it looked like she was about to burst out crying.
"Anzu...your doctor called the school yesterday...and the principal just told me this morning...about..." she couldn't say it; the truth was too much to bare. But Anzu knew what she was trying to say.
"You know..." Anzu said quietly. The teacher nodded sadly, a single tear slipping out of her eye.
"I'm so sorry" the teacher said. Anzu was having trouble controlling her tears now. "Stop crying...please...now you're making me want to cry too..." Anzu said wiping her eyes. Ms. Kari gave her a motherly hug which just made Anzu sob harder. "Just let it all out, it's better that way..." Ms. Kari had always been a mother figure to Anzu after her parents died, so Anzu respected her immensely, and trusted her just like how she trust her friends.
"Why..." Anzu asked. "Why does this have to happen to me...I just got my life back together...I have a future...I'm suppose to become a dancer..." she said feeling broken.
"I know dear...I know...but things aren't always what they seem...it's nature..."
"Please don't tell anyone, especially not my friends" Anzu pleaded while sniffing.
"Don't worry...I won't. I'll leave that up to you...whenever you are ready...but they do have to know sooner or later...better early than later..." Anzu nodded.
"I'm glad you're my teacher." With that, she wiped the last of her tears, and stepped out the door to face the world.
Noble Paladin- Thanks for the review! This story is getting so hard to write.
Russle- Hey! Did I take too long? I'm sorry? Yeah, 2 months, sucks huh? I'll try to make a decent ending don't worry.
Mya starnight- it's a girl? That's great! Now you can think about all those names that we've come up with.
Serenity komoshiro- Don't worry, they will get together in the end. Thanks for reviewing!
Deena70- Sigh, I hate to see her die too but my brain says otherwise. I'll try to make this a happy-ish story though!
Kisara koi- I'll try to think of a decent ending, don't worry
V son sayian- she will, she will, just wait.
UltraAnimeFangurl2004- I don't hate Anzu, she's just the only girl character that I like using from the series. Thanks for the review!
FearOfDying- Aww poor Ryou. Damn, I realized I haven't visited the doctors in ages!
