While Beauty Sleeps (Once Upon a Harem Book 7) by Ripley Proserpina

Author:Ripley Proserpina [Proserpina, Ripley]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: After Glows Publishing
Published: 2018-07-23T16:00:00+00:00

14

Goro

Kumiko’s blood stained my clothes. I had it on my hands, on my pants, on my shirt. My friends and I remained outside the room where Kumiko and her family were. I could hear them inside, her father’s deep, angry voice, and then another woman spoke. Her voice was unfamiliar—probably she was the doctor who’d been waiting for us.

“I need to clean up.” My voice sounded hollow to my ears, wooden, like I was speaking through a tube.

“Me, too,” Dai said. All of us, in some way or another, were worse for wear. Dai’s sweatshirt, which he’d put over Kumiko’s head when her scarf was ripped off her face, was gone. His t-shirt was ripped at one shoulder.

Wataru’s clothes were in a similar state, and Reiji was missing one sleeve completely. He also had a black eye and dried blood beneath one nostril. How had I missed all of this?

My hands shook as I went to drag them down my face before I stopped. There was more stuck to my body than blood and dirt. If fear had a smell, then I had it.

“Come on.” Dai pushed me toward the stairs and I stumbled. We trudged upstairs, none of us speaking and when we reached our rooms, we split off, one after another, to go our own way.

When I’d shut my door behind me, my knees suddenly gave out. If the door hadn’t been at my back, I would have hit the floor hard, but as it was, I slid down to land on my ass.

What had happened?

One second we were drinking milkshakes, happy, and the next, rabid photographers were trying to yank her out of my arms. What sort of world did we live in?

No wonder Kumiko stayed inside. No wonder her parents were angry.

Drawing my legs up to my chest, I stared at my hands. They shook when I spread my fingers. It was maybe ten feet between me and the shower, but every ounce of energy I had was drained. The only way I was getting there was to crawl.

Kumiko’s hands had shaken when she’d held the bag beneath her and thrown up. She’d clenched it in her fist, but I’d seen her tremble. I’d felt it beneath my lips when I’d kissed her shoulder.

I’d kissed her!

Suddenly, I didn’t care about being tired. I wanted to see her again. Forcing myself to stand, I wavered for a moment, holding onto the door to gain my footing before I stepped away. Each step took all my concentration, but I made it to the bathroom where I turned on the water in the shower and stepped inside, fully clothed.

Then I sunk to the porcelain tiled floor, and let the water beat down on me.

As much as I wanted to hurry, to scrub and bound out, my body had other plans. I don’t remember the last time I’d been so exhausted. The water did most of the job, but my sodden clothes made movement even more difficult. I stripped, my

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