Shutter ➳ CITRUS

Twenty Nine - May 14

Yuzu's POV

It's like having the worst fucking hangover ever, the only difference is hangovers are always worth it because I get to drink fuckloads of alcohol and have a great amount of fun the night before. But now I don't have any recollection of having the smallest hint of fun or even the slight taste of alcohol in my mouth. To be honest, I don't have any recollection of anything that has happened.

Ignoring the abominable headache that's going to rip my skull in half, I forced my eyes to open. I'm in a room, boring white walls surround me and I'm lying in a bed that's too soft for my liking. I glance down at myself, my arm's rigged on a machine, pumping chemicals in my vein.

What the fuck happened?

I try to get up but a sudden head rush got me staggering back to the bed. "Oh, you fucking twat," I blurt out as I clutched my hand on my head.

A flurry of movements on the side of the room makes me aware I'm not alone. "Yuzu? Yuzu! She's awake," came the rushed whisper.

"I'll call a nurse," a different voice replied.

I look for the source of the voices. Someone opens the door and disappears behind it before I see who she is. A pair of footsteps rush to my side. I look up to see Sakura.

"Thank god you're awake. Gave us all a proper fright, you bitch."

My head's still a mess and I let my mind catch up with my surrounding before I get to speak. "Sakura, why am I in a fucking hospital?"

My voice is hoarse and it felt like someone's rubbing sandpaper against my throat. I cough and the pain worsens, the motion rattling my head, sending staggering throbbing on my temples. "Oh for fuck sake," I groan.

"Here, drink this." I look up and a glass of water is thrust in front of me. I take it on my feeble hands and greedily drink the liquid until it's gone, somehow relieving the soar in my throat. I gave her back the empty glass and wiped my mouth with the back of my hand and repeated my question.

Sakura gave me a careful look as she sets the glass on the bedside table. "You mean you don't fucking know why you're here?"

Sudden irritation goes through me. "I wouldn't ask if I fucking knew now would I?"

She raises her eyebrows in surprise. "Geez Yuz, calm down. The doctor said it's possible you'll lose parts of your memory in the accident so it's normal for you that you'll forget that stuff."

"What accident?" I asked, my head starts to throb, surpassing the worst hangover of the century.

"You hit your moped on a telephone post and bumped your head on the pavement. I told you that toy won't do you any good."

"What, where's my moped? It still works?"

Sakura gave me a bitter laugh. "Fucks sake Yuzu, you get a fucking memory loss and you're worried about your moped?"

I open my mouth to respond but the doors opening and a doctor coming in followed by a breathless Harumi cut me off. I look at her with a questioning gaze but she only gave me a nervous smile.

"Miss Okogi, four days unconscious, we were wondering when you will wake up," the doctor said, taking a small flashlight off his chest pocket and switching it open.

"I was out for four days?"

"Yes. Now fix your gaze on my finger." I stare at his finger held out at the side as he shone the flashlight into my eyes. He moves his finger and I follow along. "Right, pretty normal," he said switching it off and I had to blink to adjust my eyes to the sudden loss of the harsh light. "Your head hurts am I right?"