"Thank God you're awake. Don't move too much, alright? Just tell me if you don't feel good."
A sweet soft voice heard in my ears. I let my eyes focus and a beautiful woman surfaced in my line of sight. Her bunned brown hair, blue eyes, fair skin radiates her beauty.
Smiling, I sit down with my mother supporting my back. "It's okay, Ma. Its not that bad." Not that bad? Seriously self. It is freaking painful and say its not bad? I claim to myself. I am quite sensitive in pain, physically. Once I know I have a wound or an injury and knows what caused it, the pain I feel at first will multiply more.
For example my wound now, while the pain is registered to my brain my mind imagines the possible ways how that tip of the beam peirced through my flesh. Thinking how the tissues tear apart and knowing that that beam has rust specifically the chemicals in it enters my body... And any possible things... Yeah, right. It is exaggeration but I can't even stop myself thinking about it.
"Oh I need to call your doctor. Wait a minute, sweety." she said and pick up the hospital phone on the table.
Just seeing Ma makes me forget about the pain. She may look like a fresh graduate student but she's way older than that. When people see us together, they think that she is my older sister.
Recalling everything what happened yesterday, earlier and in the Boundary. Yuna made sure she did not miss anything during those times.
From the start Yuna have D-sense, she could only feel it as an instinct but not exactly the cause nor the person nor anything. Creating theories on how it does base on her experiences during its activation.
Recalling the rules: It applies on same role to whom I felt near me; To someone who I have interact recently or someone I know and; To someone of same age to whom I felt death.
But yesterday I don't know how D-sense leveled up darkening the possible cause of the accident then meeting the goddess of magic, Hecate, which she gives knowledge about the two worlds, spirit and astral worlds. In addition, aware of the existence of Death must have upgraded D-sense where I am able to see Death itself. Their real form a blue wisp.
Reviewing the other two worlds, spirit and astral worlds. Spirit world where the souls of non-magicai goes while astral world is the world of magicai, they are magical creatures who exist yet not. They do not show themselves to non-majicai or related specifically normals–human beings with no magic even before and during majicai existed visibly, not even their ancestors and each generations.
Other than those, I have been curious about the era the goddess Hecate has mentioned. Well theoretically some kind of war between humans and magicai? Rebellion? Haha, too much anime huh self. Better ask Hecate when possible... Yuna's thoughts was stopped when her mother calls.
"Yu, are you alright? The doctor is on his way to check on you." I raise my head looking at my mother's concern look.
I smile to not make her worry "I'm alright Ma. By the way, how are the others? And are there others besides us got caught on the incident?".
A blissful smile appears in her mother's face. "Silly Yu. Still worrying about the others not minding what has happened to you. But don't worry they are all fine and no one got caught in the incident."
The door open bringing up a caramel curl hair with a golden pair of eyes, fair skin and a great-figure woman wearing a white coat, must be my doctor. Followed by a tall woman, braided-bun black hair also with a pair of golden eyes.
"A pleasure morning to properly meet you, Yuna. Renné Ranger, and this is Kiera." the doctor introduce herself and the nurse beside her. I nodded with respect since I can't move too much.
After some time of check ups and removing the empty blood pack in my IV stand, Dr. Renné have inform us that a couple of rest and drinking of medicine will do to return back to my shape but restrain from too much moving or exercise or else my wound will open up.
Dr. Renné and nurse Kiera left after examining me. I ate my breakfast and look at my phone when Ma left to work. Notifications and messages filled my phone. I skim them and was glad that they are worried and prayed for my recovery. A few moments later the door open and familiar faces enter the room.
"Yuna, We're here"
"Your mother informed us that you're awake"
"And immediately came by."
And three familiar voices sound the room. My best of friends. The first who spoke was Christine Snow. Middle-class family not that rich but not that poor. They can afford things they need and want yet gladly not raised as spoiled brat.
Christine Snow is the wisest among the four of us. Academics is her forte. She's our saint when we need help on our studies. A quiet one but when it comes to mathematics or scientific problems, she becomes a prodigy. But of course, she does not boast of having such talent, too humble that she thinks that she might have made a wrong turn.
Straight and silky, waist-length grey hair and purple eyes can easily show her mindset. Fair skin, and fair body figure can be seen that she balance her body to her mindset, too.
The second person, is Callin Vega. Shoulder-leveled wavy chesnut hair with a pair of beige eyes. Lightly tan skin yet average body figure. A talkative one within us four but reserved and quiet to others.
Callin is from the family of artists. Her family owns the greatest gallery in the country, Vezenia. Founded by Vezenia Vega, Callin's great-grandmother, her talent runs all through generation by generation in their family up to this day. Achievements were made thus it has been remembered and known to most.
She has been participating to art contests and won most of them as she grew, develops and polished her talent being an artist.
Last but not the least, Rhianne Carter. Curly-layered dandelion hair, caramel eyes and has smooth tan skin. Great figure which emphasizes her fashion clothes. She is our fashionista, every clothes she wears are fashionably beautiful.
And the thing is, most clothes she wears are handmade or bought using her own money. Rhia's family is not wealthy as you think so she works for her personal expenses like her fashioned clothes and things.
Rhia works on a beauty parlour so she learns from experience and is able to create ideas. She always daydreams having a fashion show, store and many more. But to achieve that she study hard for her future and for her family.
"Thank goodness you're here. Boredom is killing me." i complain.
"Well we overheard your mother and the doctor in charge of you that you will be released in a few days" Callin informed.
My eyes beam with joy hearing that. They sat down beside me as we talk for hours. Gladly they bought foods and drinks therefore we didn't starve while talking.
A rounds of topics filled our ears until Rhia looked at her fancy watch.
"Oh my, look at the time" Rhia said and based on the light outside it is already twilight.
"We talked a lot that we didn't notice the time." Snow added. She find calling her Chris or Tine too common so she prefers to be called Snow, only those who are close to her. Still we call her by a nickname Snowy when around her family because calling her Snow when we're at her house that would be kinda awkward. Her family also calls her Snowy so they don't mind.
The three of them got up and picked up their things when the door opened. My parents entered, delighted seeing the three visiting me. They greeted each other then Snow, Callin and Rhia left the room saying goodbye.
That whole afternoon talking to them made me tired but definitely worth it. Since the school is temporary closed only for a few days so we still can spend time.
And as Callin said earlier I will be discharged in a few days, my mother joyfully said.
...
The day came I can finally go home. Boredom was killing me. I can't move too much or my wound will open so I can only sit, lie, and only walk for a few meters going to the bathroom then lie again on the bed staring at my cellphone then nothing.
Within the few days waiting to be discharged, there are some who visited me. The team came with Coach Lee, but not all of the team. Only those who are close to me, Rei, Roanne, Freya and even Marlon who thanked me again for saving him.
They informed me that the Meet is up coming but the thing is I might not be able to participate which I fear and hated. Dancing is part of me and as if I am not going to dance at the Meet.