The world spun and someone rang with a hammer in her head.
“Will it scar?” a voice asked.
Where am I?
“No, I don't think so. She split an eyebrow, but I could tape it just fine.”
There were curtains around her, and the voices came from the other side of them.
It hurts. Why does it hurt? Kyoko tried to sit up, but she was too weak and a feeling of being disgusting caught her all of a sudden. Leaning to her side she retched, and for some time there was only the heaving and the pain in her stomach.
When she came to again familiar faces surrounded her bed. Somehow she had ended up in the infirmary.
She saw a Yukio she'd never seen before in her life, and a Kuri-chan smaller than she could ever remember her friend having been.
“Happy now? Desert her when she's assaulted and tell her you hate her when she tries to help you? Just die you bitch!”
What is he saying. Don't do that to Kuri-chan!
“I'm sorry. It's all my fault.”
What's your fault Kuri-chan? Something was wrong with her. Kyoko felt it even if she couldn't understand what had happened. It was as if she was dreaming. I fell into the wall, she remembered.
“Just shut up and go to hell!”
Yukio, what are you doing? Can't you see she's hurting?
“I don't want to hear you're sorry. You hurt my Kyoko so just go away and die!”
Why are you so angry with Kuri-chan, Yukio? Kyoko's head began spinning again.
Someone grabbed Yukio. Someone slapped him. Hard.
“Shut up! She made a mistake, OK?”
Why Hitomi-chan, why did you slap Yukio?
Watching Yukio being hurt turned Kyoko's stomach all over again, and she bent to her side and retched again.
“Leave her you idiots! She has a concussion!”
What's going on? Why is nurse angry? Darkness took her again.