Chains of Pain
The last chain tightened and began growing intertwining her body. It tightened until he heard a crack. Ruth screamed. In the next second Hirozaki was yanked by an unseen force and pulled away from Ruth. His arms outstretched as he cried out. When he opened his eyes, he found himself sprawled on the floor beside Ruth’s bed. When he tried to reach his arm out to grab the side of the bed, he found that it wouldn’t move. “Hirozaki!” Answer me.” Fighting the pain, he stood up and found his phone on the bed beside Ruth. She was unconscious. He saw a trail of blood running out of the side of her mouth. He held the phone to his ear with his good arm. “Miro, I need you.” With that he passed out.
Hirozaki opened his eyes and groaned in pain. When he saw Miro, he tried to sit up. “Ruth.” Miro held his friend down. Miro had a look of worry. “Is she...” “No, she’s alive.” Hirozaki sighed. “You suffered a broken arm, obviously.” Miro says “And Ruth?” He shook his head. “She’s in a coma. She suffered multiple broken ribs and some internal bleeding. The doctor says she’s going to be fine physically. But they can’t find a medical reason for her condition. They both knew what the cause was, but telling the doctor’s would only land them both in their own padded suites. “You need to rest and heal. There’s nothing either of us can do until your well. I’ll let you know if Ruth’s condition changes.” Miro put his hand on his friends shoulder. “I’m so sorry.” Hirozaki nodded. “This isn’t your fault. She would have been dead if you hadn’t called and let me know. You saved her life.” Miro shook his head. “Only to have her end up like this.” Hirozaki sighed. Neither of them had expected the repercussions to be so severe. He knew one thing for sure, paperwork or not, He was going to bring Ruth home with him as soon as he was allowed to. If he was allowed to. When he wasn’t resting, Hirozaki was making phone calls and calling in all the favors he had as well as those of some of his willing friends. When he had finally fully healed, Ruth still remained in a coma. He was able to have a jet sent and he, Miro and Ruth were flown to Tokyo to the best hospital money could buy. Hirozaki took care of himself while he kept a watchful eye on Ruth. Miro remained by her side as well, still feeling guilty he was unable to do more to prevent this from happening in the first place. No matter how much Hirozaki reassured him, he refused to budge. Physically Ruth was completely healed. The head doctor on her case said that the rest of it was going to be up to Ruth. Whatever was going on, she alone would have to find her way back. He spoke at length with both men so that he could get a clear picture of the history of what had been happening to Ruth. After both the men described everything that had happened leading up to this point, the doctor seemed shocked. He shook his head. He told them both that the best treatment for her would be Hirozaki rooming with her. His presence would give her the strength she needed to fight her way back. He also said that Hirosaki would need to develop a routine with her. Either reading to her, speaking to her or both. This would be benefit her.
When Ruth opened her eyes, she was surrounded by darkness again. She found herself in a room. When she moved, she found that she was chained to the wall. Her arms and legs spread and attached with shackles and chains. Then she noticed. Silence. The whispers were gone. She sighed. At least some good had come of this. Two burdens that she had carried for so long were finally gone. She thought of Hirozaki. She hoped he was alright. She felt he was. She smiled then and took a breath. Still feeling some pain when she did so. It was dull, however. This told her that she must have healed. That meant that she was safe physically and being looked after. Hirozaki had said that this was her world. And yet, here she was trapped in something resembling a dungeon. It may be her world, but she lacked the ability to control it. At least for now. She knew there was one more entity. This one was by far the strongest. Being able to cause her harm that manifested itself physically. She knew what the mind was capable of. With her abilities throughout her life, she had learned that. Sometimes the hard way. She couldn’t help but chuckle. The first time she had learned this lesson. She had gotten into a fight in a dream. When she woke, she found that she not only had a busted lip, but a bloody nose as well. Her mother had tried to convince her that she had hurt herself. “You must have intentionally bashed your face into the wall while you were sleeping.” She had said. The next time it happened however, she had stayed the night with her friend. When Ruth woke the next morning, her friend was sitting across from her on her own bed. Once again Ruth had a busted lip and bloodied nose. Her friend described what had happened to her. What she had witnessed. The wounds simply appearing. She could see that Ruth was physically fighting someone. Her friend pointed at Ruth’s knuckles. When Ruth looked down, her knuckles were raw and bloody as well. So she apparently gave as good as she got. After the shock of it wore off. They laughed about it. Her friend thought it was amazing. Ruth had always had strange things happen to her. This was just something more to talk about. Ruth looked around again. She would fight her way out of this as well. Whatever this was. She had more reason than anything now to fight. The man she deeply loved was no doubt worried about her. He was just as much a source of strength for her. But she had to keep in mind that she was capable of an even greater strength. Survival. The title of her life story. If Hirozaki was right, then the fight was only going to get tougher. “I’m ready for you.” She screams. After a moment of silence. She heard laughter.