sunrise // a.i au

two - pain.

My mind was circling memories of my father - how proud he was that his daughter was faster than any of the people in the class, how I had won games between schools, my football career...

He was never leaving my thoughts, and I hated it.

She will win the Olympics.

You won't be my daughter anymore.

Slap.

I opened my eyes at the memory of the slap, the first and last time father slapped me. It was also the last time I saw him.

He left me when he understood that I couldn't walk.

I haven't seen him in years. And I'm glad.

I rolled down the street with the chair.

I saw running girls in the distance and felt a pang of jealousy in my chest. I moved so that I wouldn't be in their way - to the very furthest side of the walk.

The girls came closer, and their hair was swinging from one side to the other. But as they came closer, I noticed something weird about the other girl's leg.

It was metal.

I felt another pang of jealousy in my chest, because my problem wasn't that simple. I was unable to use my legs' muscles. They weren't that easily replaced.

They smiled at me as they ran past and I smiled a bit back.

I felt the pain in my legs appear.

Then I continued rolling down the street.

I didn't know where I was going. I just went to familiarize myself with the neighbourhood.

I saw three men playing in their swimming pool with some ball. Such boys. I smiled a bit at their joy but turned around back towards home as I remembered that I had forgotten to take my painkillers. I could feel the pain grow.

The two girls had turned as well and I stopped and let them through. I watched after them - they turned to the men's garden and jumped in the pool with screams. The blonde girl swam straight to one guy and kissed him.

I smiled again but winced as the pain continued growing.

And I rolled as fast as I could towards home, but I couldn't and I ran out of energy. I stopped to breath but it was so bad I couldn't even breath.

"Are you okay?" a voice behind me asked.

I tried to look over but I couldn't. The person came closer, until she stood in front of me.

"Do you want help?"

I opened my eyes to see the other brunette runner girl. I quickly nodded but I couldn't say anything.

The girl jogged behind me and started pushing my wheelchair towards home.

"I'm Rhonda," the girl introduced herself.

"I'm Leanne," I managed to get out.

"Pain? I know how you feel - this beast of mine can be a pain in the ass. Can you believe it? Some doctor wanted me to sit in a wheelchair like you! I was like, «Listen here, mister; I am very cabable of moving my other leg so all I would want is a metalic leg, please.» So I got one. But I still get phantom pain that makes it hard to run for me."

I kept quiet because the pain had grown unbearable.

"You live here, right?" Rhonda asked and I nodded as I saw the familiar house. Rhonda pushed me to door and rang the door bell.

Mum opened the door.

"Sweetheart! What happened?" she started gushing.

I couldn't reply.

"Did she take her medicine today, ma'am?" Rhonda asked from mother.

Mother looked to her and probably wondered who she was until she remembered.

"Leanne! Why didn't you remind me?" she asked and ran off to the kitchen.

My legs were killing me - seriously.

Mum returned with the medicine and gave me them, making me a bit loopy, and before I knew it, during mum's and Rhonda's introduction I closed ny eyes and darkness surrounded me.

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A/N:

Hey guys! Long time no see, eh?

Well since I am a lazy person, I didn't have the energy to write that much... But eh. I'll update ML tomorrow... Or today... Or maybe I'll double update it...

Anywho! I am at work atm. I mean I'm not at my work place, I just have a job for this week cause #yolo.

Jk, it's a Finnish thing, in junior high we students are a week of the school year working at some place that we might consider working as adults. We call it TyöElämään Tutustuminen or TET for short - meaning Getting To Know Work Life. I'm working as a journalist at the local news paper for this week - I'm so excited, I think it might be amazing to be a reporter or a journalist one day! Maybe I will be! (I have my own office and computer :B)

But that's my life for now! Tell me how are you guys doing?

I love youuuu

- Salome