Izumi POV.
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Even with the pain medications, and the constant doctor visits...everything still hurts.
It feels like it's getting worse by the day, as my broken bones heal back into place.
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A few days passed since I've settled in. Both Mom and Nee-chan have been converting the house for easy access for me for now, they helped to set a wheel ramp from the front door to the side walk.
They bought some kind of portable ramp for me, it was pretty big. I just hope it wasn't too expensive to buy. I want my legs to heal faster, since I don't wanna be a burden for too long.
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I still don't remember much, but I'm starting to get used to everything at least. The doctors told me that I need constant sunlight, and to work my arms while my legs heal up.
So, slowly I've been gaining my strength back, but I'm still so weak.
I can barely hold my wheelchair and push it to move around.
Usually at least around my bedroom, I just sit in bed so I don't have to deal with anyone, or be a burden.
I hope my memories come back soon...I want to remember everyone again, memories we've had...
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But one thing that scares me is remembering the pain I must have been in.
I mean...I was pushed to suicide, I don't even know what happened, or by who. My family won't tell me.
My sister answers the door sometimes, and yells at someone outside, they don't let me leave my room when that happens. They tell me it's for my own good.
I don't know anyone, do I even have any friends?
What were my grades like? Am I good in school?
Shit...when I think too hard my head starts to hurt. It's like my body is telling me to stop.
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Mom bought a new phone for me as well, my other one was smashed and so my sister threw it away. Maybe it could have helped my memories seeing some things on it, messages and names?
Or maybe I could have seen instances of cyberbullying?
I'm crazy, aren't I? I swear I am. No one talks to themselves as much as I do.
I go over these things in my head until I go deaf.
It's all I can really do.
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Nee-chan is saying I can't go outside today for some reason, her eyes were darting when I asked.
"Let's just hold off for today, alright?" Mom even came in and said. "There is an annoying...solicitor out front, I don't want you getting harassed."
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"Is that really the reason?" I asked Nee-chan, kind of skeptical about the whole excuse.
"A-Anyways, please don't go outside, just for today. Okay?" She begged me. "We need to fill out some court paperwork, but just stay here for now. It's about your harassers, so I don't want you meeting them."
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"Okay, Nee-chan." I replied, kind of sad.
"Come on, cheer up. I promise I'll be back soon, and I'll make you some good food tonight for dinner, your favorite hamburger." She said that, as both of them left out the front towards the car.
"Bye Izumiiiii we'll be back okayy?" She yelled back, as they got into the car.
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I might not remember anything, but my body does. That...is my favorite food.
Now that they're gone though...
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Maybe I should....
No...I promised them...
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I told them I wouldn't go outside, even if I'm kind of curious to stroll around.
They usually only bring me around the neighborhood,
I am kind of scared to run into anyone I know though, I dont want them making fun of how I look now.
But all of our neighbors should be at school and work right now anyways, so...I mean...a quick stroll wouldn't be bad...would it?
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Shit...I don't know. I promised them. Yet, if I don't step out of my shell, I'll never get my memories back.
They said they're going to the district court, so I have time at least...maybe I could go look quickly?
I don't even know what part of Tokyo we live in, I'm just curious to go past my little neighborhood.
I know it's in Tokyo though, I can hear the train rolling through probably for the subway system.
The other day when both me and Nee-chan were taking a stroll I asked her.
"Hey, can't we go out a little further this time?"
But she wouldn't let me, saying it's too strenuous.
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Okay...screw it.
Why not, let's do it. Maybe I'll remember something.
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Fuuka POV
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"Leave, we don't want you here. How many times do we have to tell you Katori?!"
"P-Please...he's home now right...? Let me talk with him." Katori replied, crying while begging on her knees.
I...know what she did to my brother. And I know how fragile the heart of a woman is.
I'm one as well, I know how complicated our feelings can get.
But what she did was too serious, I don't want her seeing my brother ever again.
"I'm sorry for everything! Please...I'm begging you. I can't live like this anymore." She pleaded with me.
"Go away..." I said back, closing the door in her face once again.
I know...
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I know she probably loves my brother. She's a teenager, just like him. She made a stupid mistake. A very stupid one.
That mistake was a little too much though, and she almost killed him.
I can think with a clear head when I see her from now on, but at times she still angers me.
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We need to go and formally file charges against the girl who smashed a vase over his head at the karaoke place last month.
Her name was Saki. I remember her pleas to us when she was presented to us in court alongside the prosecutor.
"I...really didn't mean to hurt him, I thought he was going to attack my friend!!" She said to us, crocodile tears rolling down her face.
"Not only...did you smash that vase on the back of my sons head. You watched him him convulse on the ground, and abandoned him without calling the ambulance."
"Y-Yeah but-" Saki tried to say, before being interrupted.
"THERE IS NO "BUT" WITH THAT!!!" I yelled back at her, at the top of her lungs.
"Y-You absolute monster. You nearly killed him, left him to die after threatening him with a r*pe accusation." I muttered back, nearly in tears.
"We want to push forward with full charges." Mom said back towards the prosecutor.
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"At least Katori came back...and tried to help him. We saw everything on camera." I said back to her.
"I-I'm sorry...I never meant for this to happen. I didn't think he'd try to kill himself."
"You...liar. You left him to die, don't tell me that." I replied back to her.
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"Please get her out of here. I can't look at her face any longer." Mom said to the lawyer, who led Saki out of the room.
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I can't even let my brother walk outside out of fear of him being bullied by these monsters, or worse.
His memories coming back as they try and talk with them, if that happens I don't know how he'd react.
If he ran into Katori, or Saki outside...I'm worried he would try something irrational again.
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I can't let them interact with each other again...he needs time to heal.
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Hamasaki POV.
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Class resumed like normal for these last few days.
Nothing has really updated since, the atmosphere of the class has gotten better and better over the weeks, but still hasn't fully returned.
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I've promised myself that I'll apologize formally to Izumi when he comes back, I shouldn't have ignored the bullying that was happening.
So many other people were ignoring it as well, I just hope my blonde hair doesn't scare him off.
I dress like a gyaru, and I dyed my hair blonde only because I like the look, I don't try and act like some bitchy girl though.
I'm at least okay with my grades, and I've never had a boyfriend before, despite how I look.
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However, I did skip school today so I'm just gonna go to the arcade. I need a break.
Everything has been getting to me recently, just the guilt and balancing school with the statements of what I saw with Izumi and the bullying stuff has been a lot.
I mean...I live by myself right now anyways, my mom pays for some of it even though shes mentally ill, plus my part time job.
Although, both of my parents wouldn't care if they got a call from the school anyways, saying I wasn't going to class.
I live alone because mainly they don't want to deal with me in the house.
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My dad is a drunk, and is addicted to gambling, and my mom is mentally ill.
She works part time as a cleaner since she can't hold a normal job, but the goverment helps pay for their house with a prefecture welfare program.
I've made sure to never bring any friends to my parents house, only to my one bedroom apartment but that was a long time ago.
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I'll graduate in the next 2 years anyways, then I'll leave Tokyo.
I don't care about getting all A's, so I can skip class once in a while and it's fine.
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Wait.
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"Where...am I?" I said outloud.
I've just been walking around without paying attention for a while.
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I clicked my tounge as I looked around for a second, traversing the unknown neighborhood.
Then...
I saw something, or better yet.
Someone.
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I could hear the train coming from the left. It was just a subway car coming from a nearby station.
I thought nothing of it, normally.
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Hey.
Hey hey hey HEY!
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"No. NO!!" I said, dropping my bag and sprinting straight for the tracks.
Please. Please let me make it in time.
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"HEY!" I yelled out.
"DON'T."
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Izumi POV.
I decided to leave for a quick stroll, they'd never find out if I don't tell them.
If I stay inside for another second I'll drive myself crazy.
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"Nice and easy..." I said, slowly controlling the speed of my chair as I went down the ramp.
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"There were go."
Finally made it down the steps, nearly slipped by myself but I'm showing that I'm actually getting stronger.
"Pretty big improvement for someone who's been in a coma and bed ridden for a little over a month." I said, with a decent smile on my face.
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After balancing everything and straightening myself out, I was ready to go.
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Making sure to not get too cocky, I decided to continue taking it slow, making sure to stay on the sidewalk on the small street.
"Now...let's go left." I said, making sure that I can remember my way home.
I saw a sign that said (神奈川県) Kanagawa., hanging up on a telephone pole next to an old bathhouse.
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"Kanagawa? That's where we live? Not bad..."
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I caught myself doing it again.
I've really gotta stop talking to myself.
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It doesn't really bring back any memories so far, but I do like the prefecture that we live in, it smells clean, but also I can tell that it's a city because of the noise.
There aren't many people on the outskirts, where I think we live at. That's what makes me like it, I think.
I'm glad, because if we ended up living somewhere like Chiba, I bet I'd have to deal with a lot of people.
I've got my head covered with a hat anyways, hopefully no one recognizes me even if I do run into them.
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I'm scared they will, I don't know them now that I've lost my memories.
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It's nice, only the afternoon but I haven't ran into anyone my age, only adults who wouldn't care less about some young boy in a wheelchair.
Office workers mainly, just strolling around probably on lunch or something.
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The pain is kind of coming back in my legs though, I need to make sure to take the rest of my medicine when I get home.
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Wait...
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Before I knew it, I was already past the train tracks leading towards a busier street in Kanagawa.
"I-I gotta get back.." I said, worried someone is going to see me.
I turned around immediately.
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*Shic*
Huh...?
W-Why can't I...?
*Shic*
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Move...?
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Hey...hey this isn't funny.
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*Shic**Shic*
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Whats that noise...?
Is it...?
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I think I hear about subway car coming.
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Shit...shit shit shit come on. I need to hurry this up.
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My wheel was stuck on the rail of the train tracks, I wasn't able to move.
I was pulling with everything that I had. Every ounce of strength that I had in my healing body.
Fuck.
It was getting closer.
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The gates were coming down, the rail blockers to stop vehicles came to a complete stop.
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No...
I survived a fucking suicide attempt. I don't even have my fucking memories.
Don't let me die here.
I continued pulling with everything I had, nothing was working.
I debated throwing myself off of the chair, but I reluctantly continued to try pulling.
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Come on....
COME ON....
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The train was right there.
But...I was so close...
The wheel was loose.
I don't want to lose this wheelchair, and be an even bigger burden on my family.
I can make it.
Just a little harder.
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Shit... COME ONNN....
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*Shic**Shic*
"HEY! DON'T."
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Then, I felt a jolt from behind me.
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Author -- Anti NTR gang -- Kyanashi