𝐇𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐆𝐨𝐣𝐨 || 𝐉𝐉𝐊

Ch. 36

   𝐑𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐨'𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫. Evil memories of her time at the former home began to cloud her mind and pull her from reality. Everything became too vivid and real all at the moment the twins mother spoke his name only.

   Satoru began to panic himself as he couldn't figure out a way to calm his sister, silence his panicked friends, and formulate a plan to force his untimely guest away. Rintaro's slender fingers suddenly began to grasp and claw at his shirt, tearing small holes beneath her nails.

   Her fingers slid through the torn fabric and pressed gently onto the warmth of his skin, where her palm rested flat against his less prominent ribcage. "Toru, I don't want her here." She began to mutter beneath her shallow breaths. Immediately alerting the white haired twin that their mothers presence was triggering her beyond his understanding.

   "Guys, this is actually serious. They can't know she's here and alive." Satoru flashed his bright eyes towards his friends who suddenly froze in place. They looked down to the bit of his chest that peeked out from the blanket, their attention glued to the blood that stained the previously clean cotton.

   "You're bleeding, is it you or Rintaro?" Suguru's hand shook as he pointed to his friends torn shirt. His brows furrowed upon hearing a small wince leave Rintaro's lips.

   "We're fine, she just scratched me and I didn't realize it was enough to draw blood." Satoru moved his hand from the comforting placement he had on the crown of his twins head and trailed down his chest. It wrapped around Rintaro's wrist and pulled her fingers from his shirt, leaving the tips of her fingers dripping with blood.

     "Don't worry about that, you'll heal. What we need to worry about is your mother banging on the damn door like she's the cops!"  Shoko stuck her hands into her lab coat as she seethed, now shuffling through the many pens and paper clips in search of an anxiety cigarette.

   "Shoko, calm down, what do you want him to do?" Suguru's eyes broke from the disturbed expression Rintaro wore as she tried to free her wrist from Satoru's grasp, and now moved over to the finicky brunette. "What he needs to do is go tell his mother to go the hell home." Shoko whisper yelled back.

   "You don't know them! They'd never leave if they had the choice to stay, especially her." The male twin's temper began to slowly climb as Shoko heightened his and Rintaro's anxiety. "You guys just sneak out the window or something!"

   "Are you kidding me? You're on like the tenth floor!" Shoko's hands shot out from her pockets and tucked the thick, brown hair behind her reddening ears.

   Suguru coughed quietly to contain a sudden chuckle, "Try the third, Ieri." He removed himself from Shoko's area of desperation and slowly shuffled over to sit himself down at the edge of the bed. He rotated slightly and felt around for Rintaro's leg and then began to soothingly caress it over the blanket.

   "Whatever. Point is, I'm not jumping and I'm not facing your parents alone." Shoko bent her arms backward one at a time and peeled the white lab coat from her shoulders. She held it inbetween the tips of her fingers and flipped it upside down, where she began to violently shake it. Miscellaneous things fell and clattered against the floor, and none of them being her pack of cigarettes.

"Can you stop? That's my leg!" Satoru sat up and jolted his leg away from Suguru's touch, now looking from the medical students building rage to his friend that was rubbing his leg. Suguru's jaw dropped and his face began to turn green with the disgust he felt.