Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ Ex Factor ❯ Chapter 8 ( Chapter 8 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
Author: Yeah…it's been a while but I've finally got another chapter out for you guys! Thanks so much for the reviews and I hope you guys enjoy!!
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.::Serena's POV::.
I yawned, stretching up against the length of the hospital bed I had been sleeping on. Looking around the room I noticed that the TV was still on and the room was relatively empty; Andrew must have left to grab something to eat. Swinging my legs off over the side of the bed, I looked down at my knee brace, making sure the straps were bounded tightly before I unsteadily stood to my feet.
I looked towards an empty seat sitting in my room and noticed that I had clothes folded neatly upon it, causing a small smile to grace my face; I was leaving the hospital today.
As quickly as I could, I limpe my way over towards the chair, picking up the bundle of clothes and made my way into the bathroom. I changed out of my hospital gown and placed on my clothes that consisted of white star imprinted pajama bottoms and matching white tank top.
Straightening my clothes and slipping on my favorite bunny slippers, I made my way back into my room and towards the bed where I heavily sat down, reaching over onto the table and grabbing my cell phone and flipped the lid, rolling my eyes as I saw 100 missed calls, 100 voice messages and 80…no wait…81 text messages.
“Damn Darien…” I muttered under my breath as I cleared my call log and proceeded to delete the text messages without reading them. Why read them when I already knew what they said…'I'm sorry Serena…I love you so much…I was such an idiot…can we please talk about this…Damn woman! Take me back!”
Ugh!!!
It has been a week since Darien and I had broken up and every day the guy has begged and pleaded for my forgiveness through text messages and voicemails, sending bouquets after bouquets of many colored roses, boxes of chocolates and adorable plushies. I ignored his phone calls and text messages and made sure that the hospital staff did not allow him to visit me during my stay at the hospital. I had taken his roses and shredded them to pieces and I ripped off all of heads to those cute and adorable plushies…but the chocolate…I so devoured those!
Oh and best believe… they were fucking delicious!
Mmm…now that I'm thinking about it; I reached over onto the table once more, grabbing an already half eaten box chocolates and opened it, pulling out a piece and eating it.
Gawd...it was like an orgy in your mouth!
Anyways… I refuse to forgive Darien for what he has done… and I don't ever plan on forgiving him. He betrayed me with someone as low and as trashy as Reika.
EWWW! ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!
Although…pushing all of that aside, I must admit I do still love Darien but…the real question is…am I still in love with him?
I couldn't help the small frown that came upon my face as I thought the question over silently before I came to my conclusion.
No…
I was no longer in love with him…the moment he spoke the words that crushed my entire world, the fire that burned for the once irresistible man had been brutally stomped out.
Darien Chiba has permanently lost the key to my heart!
Sighing deeply I tossed my phone on the bed, deciding not to go through my voicemails. I unconsciously tugged at the bandaging around my arm, peeling the gauze back and unraveling it slowly. Once removed, I ran my hand along the length of my arm and down to my wrist, tracing my fingertips along the ugly tender wounds that will forever be imprinted on me…forever reminding me of the day that I had completely lost my mind and wanted to end it all.
Because of that day, I will have to attend therapy sessions twice a week. I haven't met the psychiatrist yet…but I truly didn't care. I did plan on talking to the person because there was nothing to say. There were certain things I wouldn't dare speak of, like my life as a Sailor Senshi or my true feelings about the deaths of my father and best friend…or what I truly thought of myself.
There were so many things that I keep inside and I can feel it slowly eating at my soul and trying to consume me whole. I have to find a way out and see the light to cleanse my crumbling soul…I have to find the will to keep moving on…to keep fighting…
I couldn't help but frown as I thought about my menstrual cycle kicking in during my stay in the hospital…I wasn't pregnant.
Even though I was grateful that I wasn't pregnant and didn't have to deal with baby daddy drama and live life as a teen mom…just for a moment there…I had wanted to be a mom…to have someone to love unconditionally…someone to hold close…to have someone that depended solely on me…
I shook my head to clear it, not wanting to think about the situation anymore. I wasn't pregnant and that was the end of it…now was the time to move on.
Sighing deeply, I ate another piece of chocolate; my mind began to wander towards my mother. I hadn't seen nor spoken to her since she and Ken had tried to make me leave the hospital a week ago.
I smiled bitterly as I thought about the woman who has hurt me the most; it baffles me that she had actually chosen a man over me…her own daughter…her own flesh and blood.
I wiped the tears that began to fall from my eyes; the one person that I thought would always be there for me turned their back on me and left me high and dry. The woman has completely lost her mind and I am beginning to wonder if Ken was really a brainwashing youma because my mother was no longer the woman I knew.
She wasn't my mother anymore…just a shallow prude.
Placing the box of chocolates down, I re-bandaged my arm and turned my head towards the door as I heard the knob twisting, causing me to grin; Andrew was here.
Low and behold, the young blonde entered through the door, a paper bag and drink tray in his hands and a warm smile on his face.
“Ah, you're up.” replied Andrew, closing the door behind him and walking across the room to place the bag and tray down on the table.
“Yep and very hungry! What'd you get me?”
Andrew laughed, opening the bag and pulling out three large boxes and placed them in front of me and I could feel my mouth watering in anticipation.
“I got you your favorite.”
I opened the boxes quickly and grinned as I stared down at two hot dogs loaded with chili, cheese, coleslaw, and relish. The other box contained a large order of chili cheese fries. I looked up as Andrew slid my drink in front of me.
“I also got you a large strawberry milkshake.”
“Oh my God Andrew, I friggen love you!”
Andrew chuckled as I dug into my food and he began to pull out his food from the bag. He dragged a chair towards the table and sat to begin eatting. Taking a bite out of his hamburger, his gaze fell upon me and he shook his head.
“Stop eating so fast!”
“No!” I swallowed, taking a sip of my milkshake. “The quicker I eat, the sooner I get out of here.”
Andrew shook his head once more, frowning in disapproval. “If you choke, we'll be here longer.”
“Don't you put that on me Andy!”
“Then slowly down!”
“Hmph!” I stuck out my tongue, than began eating once more but at a much slower pace. A comfortable silence fell upon us as we ate and after eating that the last few fries I had left, I leaned back on the bed, rubbing at my bulging belly.
“Full?”
I nodded my head slowly, a satisfied smile up my face. “That was great.”
Andrew laughed, standing to his feet. “Alright, well let's check you out.”
“Ugh…you're going to have to wheel me out.”
Andrew laughed and nodded. “I think that's a good idea…especially with your knee.” The blonde left the room to go and retrieve the wheel chair and was back in the room in a matter of minutes. With Andrew's help, I sat up and was able to get down off of the bed and onto the wheel chair.
Andrew grabbed all of my belongings and wheeled me out of the room and went to the front desk where he checked me out and before I knew it, I was sitting in the car and pulling out of the hospital and on my way towards Andrew's apartment.
I silently stared out of the window, watching the scenery as we sped by. I could hear soft rock music playing in the background as I began to ponder over something I had been thinking about thoroughly for the past few days.
I think it was time that I gave my cousin a call…she was the only person that I trusted and the only family member that I really knew on my father's side. Licking my lips slowly, I picked up my cell phone from my lap and flipped it open, going through my contact till I found my cousin's name. Clicking on her name to call her, I silently waited as I heard the ringing through the phone.
“Hello?”
I arched a brow as a soft melodic voice I didn't recognize spoke. Clearing my throat, I answered back. “Uh hey…um, I think I got the wrong number.”
“Well…wait, who are you looking for?”
“Um…my cousin…Amara Tenoh.”
“Oh, well hold on. I'll go and get her.” I could hear the unknown woman walking and calling out to Amara to get the phone and within a matter of minutes a very familiar husky voice was heard.
“Hello?”
“Hey Amara.”
“Kitten?”
I giggled at the long ago given nickname. “Yes, it's me.”
“Wow, it's been a long time since I've last heard from you, how's everything?”
The smile slowly vanished from my face as I solemnly gazed unseeingly in front of me. “That's why I called.”
“What's going on?” questioned Amara, becoming concerned.
“There's a lot of things that's been going on…”
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