Project: Karma

15 | Nursing the Heart

<Nagisa>
Hah, my body is burning. My brain had melted into mush and all I thought about was how painful my sore throat was. My runny nose, my weak body, my tiredness.

*CLINK*

Huh? What's that sound? I pulled my covers a little over and saw black shadow rushing past my bedroom door. It was slightly open at the creak and I knew I had heard someone.

"S-Sugino, is that you?" My voice didn't have the energy to speak any louder than I was.
But how did he get in? I'm pretty sure I locked-
With no warning, it had became difficult to breathe and I began to cough repetitively. I tried to lift myself up and cough properly.

"S-Sugino..."
My elbow could no longer support my body as my weight had depended on it. I fell back onto the bed completely and I saw the door swinging wider.

The shadow came closer and hung over me like death. He reached over and had laid a cold towel on my forehead and used his arm to support me. When he slightly lifted me up, a glass of water was given to me.

"Open your mouth." He instructed.

I did and then he slowly poured the glass in my mouth and then stopped. Setting me back down on the bed.

That voice. It was Karma's. Even if my mind had become pudding, I'll never forget his voice.
My hand reached for his and I managed to grab ahold of his arm.

"K-karma.." Interrupted by my coughs, Karma had placed his hand over mine and he lowered beside my bed.

"Rest up. I'll take care of the rest."

Karma turned on my desk lamp and the room was dim. Not too bright, not too dark.
I fought with my fatigue because I wanted to stay awake.
I saw the red in his hair, the height in his legs. It was indeed Karma. And when he looked my way, the smile on his face. I couldn't deny it.
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<Karma>
In the kitchen, I used whatever I could fine to whip up something for Nagisa to eat. Noticing that she had been at home for two days, it could be possible that she hasn't eaten since.
Something that she'll be able to swallow easily. Lucky, that I was able to find the bag of rice in the lower cabinets.

This was my first time cooking. However, I felt pretty confident for a first timer in the kitchen.

When I made it back to her room. Nagisa was hanging off the side of the bed. Her arms dangling in the space between.

"Nagisa." I placed the tray on the desk and lifted her up back onto the bed. "What are you doing?" I questioned.

"I've gone delusional." She coughed.

"What do you mean?"

"I'm seeing Karma."

I tilted my head and grabbed the tray again and started to spoon feed Nagisa the porridge.

"It's good..." She nodded her head.

"I'm glad."

"Are you real? Isn't Karma supposed to be locked in at the facility?"

"Hm." I stared at my hands and then pinched Nagisa's arm. "Seems real to me." I chuckled.

After Nagisa was done, she laid back in bed. Only to open herself up to the chills.