Chapter 5-Thunderstorm
I lay on my bed, staring out the window as the rain came down outside. I thought of my day and the night before.
I smiled.
Mishi was always there for me. And I wanted so badly to be there for her as much as I could. I wanted to make her happy.
I turned my head away from the window. Looking above my right shoulder, I saw the clock. It glowed in red 12:03 a.m.
Sighing, I grabbed a pillow and hugged it tightly. "I wish Mishi was in my arms instead of this stupid pillow…" I tossed it to the foot of the bed.
I awoke to a wild banging on my door. I looked up at the clock, it said two o'clock a.m.
"Who the hell is knocking on my freakin' door at two in the morning?" I threw the covers off me and they fell onto the floor. I jumped out of bed, stomping all the way to the door, ready to punch whoever was on the other aside of the door, still banging away at it.
When I got to the door, I opened it and my anger vanished just as fast as I had opened the door.
There, soaking wet, bloody, bruised, and crying, was Mishi. Her eyes looked up at me, praying for safety. The look on her face told me all that I needed to know. She was frightened.
I grabbed her right arm to pull her inside, but she screamed out in agony, jerking it away from my grip.
"I-It's b-bro-broken…," she finally said, cradling her arm against her chest, barely above a whisper.
So, I stepped aside, opening the door more so she could come inside, out of the frigid weather. She hesitated for a second, and then stepped inside. Closing the door behind us, I ushered her to the living room where I prompted her to sit and rest herself. I ran around the corner and to the hall closet. I grabbed a towel for her to dry off with and the first aid kit. As I came back to the living room, she was still holding her arm.
Kneeling down beside her, I wrapped the towel around her, and slowly and gently, started to dry her off.
We stayed silent for 10 minutes. She was dry now, except for her hair. I grabbed the blanket that was on the back of my couch. Replacing it with the towel, I sheathed her shivering body in the fuzzy warmth.
Her swollen, red eyes looked up at me. I wrapped my arms around her and held on to her trembling form. I leaned backwards, pulling her down with me, onto the couch. I could feel her damp clothes against my body. Her normally light purple hair was now a moist, dark purple color. She was still shivering but I didn't know if it was because she was still cold or still frightened.
I tightened my hold on the trembling girl till she calmed down.
It was now 10 minutes till 3 o'clock in the morning. My grip on the covers had tightened half an hour ago. That's when Mishi had calmed down enough to explain what had happened.
"A-and then," she said as she wiped away her tears for the millionth time, "he started to walk towards me. My feet...they just moved by themselves." She looked up at me from where she lay on the couch. "I can't believe I just left her there...My own mother..."
More tears poured from her eyes. I grabbed her shoulders and pulled her body against my chest.
"I have to go help her! Maybe there's still time before he hurts her too badly!" She jumped up and ran towards the door. I chased after her and jumped in front of the door. She tried to get around me but I didn't budge.
"Don't even think about it, Mishi..." I looked her directly in the eyes. "If you go out there, in your condition, a try to save her, you'll most likely just make it worse. For your mom, Nita, and yourself." I reached behind me and locked the dead bolt while putting on the chain.
Mishi just stared at me though her bangs and tears. She sighed and let her shoulders drop. Staring at the floor, she sniffled little. I walked up to her and, bending some, picked her up, bridal-style.
I kissed her on the forehead when she laid her head on my shoulder. "Mishi," I carried her into my bedroom, "I swear to you, I will never let your father hurt any of you ever again."
I sat her on my mattress and grabbed a big t-shirt of mine for her to sleep in, and tossed it to her. She looked a little confused when I also threw a towel on the bed, next to her. I just smiled at her.
"Thought you'd like to take a shower and get into some warm, clean clothes."
Her face had the look of "Duh" on it. I just chuckled at the expression, which caused her to become confused once again. She tilted her head to the right slightly and narrowed her eyes at me.
"What are you laughing at, Kyou-kun?" She grabbed the shirt and towel off the bed and walked over towards the door.
I kissed her quickly on the top of her head, "You just looked really adorable. That's all."
Her face turned pink then a dark red. She smiled at me, and gave me a peck on the cheek. "Thank you, Kyou-kun..." She left the room and went into the bathroom. As I lay down on the bed, I heard the shower start. I closed my eyes, but kept my arms open for when she came to bed.
That way, I could finally have her sleeping in my arms.
