Chapter 8

Chapter 8

Michiru didn't waste any time with staring at the dead Trevor; instead she grabbed Harolds hand and pulled him into the living room. "Please, save Haruka!" she begged the doctor, tears shimmering in her blue eyes. "I'll try." The man answered, kneeling down next to Haruka. He grabbed the tomboy's wrist and searched for a pulse. "Her heart stopped beating." Harold told Michiru, who broke down on the couch sobbing. Harold placed his strong hands on Harukas chest and started the heart reactivation, counting from one to five. Every time he reached five, he stopped the massaging and did mouth-to-mouth. "Come on, Haruka…" Harold spoke while pressing more and harder on the dead girl's chest. He looked up at Michiru. "Take her hand, touch her, talk to her." He advised the sobbing girl. Michiru also knelt down and took Harukas hand into hers. "Haruka…please, come back." She sobbed. "I need you so much…I couldn't stand loosing you, not now. Please, come back!" Harolds head came up. "I have a heartbeat." He sighed before continuing his mouth-to-mouth. "If I get her to breathe, she'll make it." The doctor said between two blows of air. Suddenly, Haruka coughed, and her fingers twitched. "Haruka!" Michiru called out, pulling the moaning Haruka into her arms. Harukas face turned to a sickening pale color, and she quickly turned her head and threw up on the carpet. "Sorry", she whispered afterwards. "Shhht." Michiru answered. „Don't talk now, you are still a little weak, I'm afraid." Hotaru came running and also knelt down while Harold applied a tourniquet above the wound in Harukas leg. "I'll call the ambulance." He then said and left the room. Haruka rested her head on Michirus shoulder and winced. "That hurts." She then informed her lover. Michiru stroke Harukas sweaty face. "Just hold on, the ambulance will be here any minute." Harold said, standing in the doorway. "Good." Michiru answered, smiling at the doctor. He returned the smile and knelt down again. "Do you think you can stay awake?" he asked Haruka. "Yes", came the whispered reply. "Though it'll be hard." "Just try it." Michiru begged, pulling Haruka closer to her. "Just try to stay awake, love."

Six hours later, Haruka laid in a hospital bed again, a thick bandage wrapped around her leg. Michiru sat next to her, holding her hand. "That's the third time within one week I have to go into the hospital." Haruka mocked. "If I have to go here one more time, I'll scream." Michiru smiled and kissed her lover. Suddenly the door opened, and a police officer came in. "Excuse me?" he said hesitating. "Mister Haruka Tenoh?" „Yes." Haruka answered, looking at the officer questioning. "I'm here in case Trevor Jackson." The man informed Haruka and Michiru. "Why? I thought he's dead." Michiru asked surprised. "Yes, he is, but we still have a few questions." The officer answered. He looked at Haruka. "Did you ever notice any strange behavior of Mister Jackson?" "No, not really." Haruka answered. "He always hated me, since he was forever on the second place." The officer nodded before talking on: "To tell the truth, our psychologist found extreme signs of schizophrenia when talking to Harold Jackson about his brother. Since schizophrenia is inheritable, we are afraid that Harold Jackson might snap too, if you don't mind this vulgar expression." Haruka frowned. "And you think that he might attack me too?" "No, not at all." The officer calmed her down. "I think that you are safe now. But we will have two cops observing your house for one more week." Haruka sighed and laid back on her bed. "If that is necessary…" Michiru gave the officer a questioning look. "Do you know why Trevor snapped?" "Following the information Harold Jackson gave me, it seems as if Trevor was beaten from his father when being young." The officer explained. "His father never was satisfied and always told his son that he was a big loser. When Trevor never managed to win a race and always lost against you, he thought that his father would be disappointed again, although he was long dead. Somehow Trevors dark side became his father for him, telling him to kill you, Mister Tenoh." "Scary." Haruka said to no one in particular. "Is it over now?" Michiru asked and the officer gave her a warm smile. "I think it is, Miss Kaioh. There won't be any trial, since Mister Jackson is dead, and you won't be charged since it wasn't you who killed him. However, I'll leave now." With that, the officer shook Harukas hand, lifted his hat to Michiru and vanished. "Finally." Haruka sighed. "I hope that we'll be left in peace now for a while." "Let's go on a holiday, shall we?" Michiru suggested. "Yeah, that's a great idea!" Haruka beamed. "As soon as I'm allowed to leave this terrible place they call a hospital, and as soon as the police thinks that it is safe, that is." Michiru smiled and cuddled up to her newfound love. "I'll think I'll bring some flowers to Trevors grave." She then said. "Flowers?" Haruka asked, frowning. "Why should you bring him flowers, of all people?" "Because he kind of helped us get together." Michiru whispered before kissing Haruka again, happy that she finally found her love.

THE END!!!!