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| FirebreathFishslap | Oct 24 2013, 12:47 AM Post #1 |
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I'm the best! I'm the king of me! I'm gonna eat chips out of the garbage!
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The next time Nana's hospital door opened, the sun had fallen low in the sky. She'd asked the nurse to close the curtains at one point, since the bright light of the setting sun was getting in her eye, and also because she'd gotten concerned that someone might walk past and see her sitting in her bed. Chieko had texted her at one point, asking if she should come by, and Nana had replied no, because that would just draw attention to her. So it had just been her and this massive pile of samurai manga for most of the day, which she was slowly working through. Turning pages was hard when you only really had use of one hand, and she kept having to restart because she'd lose her place and couldn't get back to it easily enough. She yawned. It was boring here and she couldn't stand it. What she'd give to be back on her feet again. But she knew the drill: get on your feet and the machines start beeping, and when all those little machines start beeping, the nurses come running and then it's a whole lot of trouble she didn't want to deal with. The sound of the door sliding open made Nana turn, and she grinned, ready to welcome some buddy of hers who'd come to wish her well, ignorant to the fact that she really didn't want news of her injuries getting out, when she saw who was really at the door. A woman in a leopard print blouse and a purple skirt walked through the room. She stood by Nana's bed, pulled a chair away from the wall, and scooted it up to Nana's bed. She placed her purse on her lap and folded her hands on top of that. "I'm sorry, Nana." Nana didn't answer for a good few moments. Sachiko scooted her chair just a bit closer, looking a bit concerned, until finally Nana spoke. "Ma. Go home." Nana ran a finger through her hair, moving her bangs a bit so they fell more over the burns on her face. She turned toward the shrouded window as she talked. "Ya don't need t' apologize fer nothin', and I'm just fine. So, go home." Sachiko shook her head. "You can't just tell me to go home now that I'm here. This is why I tried to keep you out of those dangerous things! I didn't want you to get hurt like this!" "Well I did and I'm fine, so stop worryin'!" Nana snapped. "You can't tell me that when you're tryin' so hard to hide your injuries from me," Sachiko snapped. "I'm your mother! Why can't you tell me the truth?" "Since when have you ever given a damn 'bout tellin' me the truth?" Nana whipped her head toward Sachiko, the curtain of hair over her eye moving just enough as she turned to reveal her skin grafts. Sachiko winced and looked away. "You 'n' dad were just regular ol' liars, weren't ya? What a big damn surprise it is that yer daughter's a liar now too, huh?" "Don't bring your father into this!" "At least Dad pretended to give a damn that I was runnin' round gettin' fucked by guys twice my age and smokin' on street corners. Only time you ever gave two shits was when Kanon's fuckin' boyfriend ran him over! Then you cared a whole damn lot 'bout what I was doin' instead o' goin' to school, didn't ya?!" Nana continued, having turned her whole body toward Sachiko. The woman did not respond for a good few moments, and Nana turned back toward the curtain. She adjusted her hair a bit. "I get it. We see each other for the first time in months, and you're gonna to yell at me, Nana? Do you know how much I gave up for you?" "Oh, go choke on yer platitudes 'n' die, Ma." "I dropped out of college when I got pregnant with you so I could raise you properly. Your father and I rushed into marriage because that was the proper thing to do, and I worked two jobs to buy your baby food. And when we hit the worst times of our life and we didn't have enough money to put you through school anymore, I sold my own body, all for you, Nana. So don't tell me I didn't 'give two shits' about you," Sachiko snarled. "I have given more for you, my delinquent of a daughter, than any mother has ever had any right to give. Even now I'm having to defend you constantly because rumors of what you're doing keep reaching me in Osaka. Is that caring enough for you, Nana!" Nana clenched her sheets in her hands and bowed her head. "Why the fuck d'ya think I told ya t' go back t' Osaka...?" she mumbled. "Ya've cared enough. Stop carin'. Don't care about me. Just fuckin' forget about me 'n' my little criminal group, then. Ya'd probably be better for it, so go home." "Nana, don't say things like that..." "You listened the first time I told ya t' go t' Osaka, didn't ya? Ya didn't try'n pretend that what I was doin' was nothin' but dangerous and that ya'd get hurt if ya stay'd here, 'cause I made a buncha enemies. So why're ya here pretendin' that yer all offended when I do get hurt?" Nana continued. "So, disown me. Wipe me right off o' that family register already. It'll be a helluva lot safer fer ya in the long run. Just go back t' Osaka and stop." "I want you to come back with me," Sachiko said. Nana looked up at her. "You don't have to do whatever it is yer doing, Nana. No one remembers how we were in the old days, and I'm sure your grandmother would like to see you again. Your father probably misses you too." "Don't..." Nana said. Her voice cracked. "It ain't that simple, and you know it." "Of course it is. There's nothing cowardly about it, if that's what you're worried about. You always were a foolish child." "I ain't worried about bein' a coward. Everythin'll break apart if I leave, ma. I can't let everyone down like that." "You don't have an obligation to them, Nana. Please... I just want us to be a family again--" "Stop it!" Nana clenched her teeth together. Tears rolled down her face and they dripped onto her hands where they clenched the sheets, making her burns sting. "Please... ma... just give me some time to think." Sachiko Samurakami stayed quiet. And then she nodded, stood up, scooted her chair back under its desk, and began to walk toward the door. She stopped just before proceeding through the doorway. "I'll be back tomorrow, okay? And I love you." The door snapped shut, and Nana covered her face with her arm, biting her lip to keep from sobbing. |
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