Part 3

Part 3- revised/edited
This loneliness... It hurts... It has been over three months and yet nothing. No signs of consciousness from them. They asked if I wished to have a separate room while I heal, of course declined. I want to be there to apologize when they awake. I haven't talked to anyone after they told me what I had done. They've offered me books. I just shake my head and stare at my unconscious friends. I want more than anything to talk to them. They mean everything to me. I'm so alone. I'm the cause of their injuries. Rin's missing an arm because of me. I keep telling myself if I apologize things will fix itself. But I should know better than that. That's not enough. I have to do more. I can't go back. I can't face my parents anymore. They've disowned me. They haven't visited once, only adding to this heart-wrenching loneliness. The nurse makes an effort to cheer me up but it's no use. I can't listen to hear without thinking about what I had said when we first met. I can't stop making mistakes. I can't stop hurting these people. "Fuck..." I lurch upwards drenched in sweat. A killing pain thumps in my head. All this thinking has been giving me headaches. I'm starting to get used to it. Goddamnit! Why'd I do this?! "I can earn your friends respect again" What was that?This voice is very calm and heavenly, female. My body swings and I look at my friends. It wasnt one of them. Damn. Who was it? "I can make all of those who look down on you understand what you're feeling." What? But I deserve this treatment. "No you don't child. No one of your age does." How did he hear that? I was just thinking. "Indeed. I am .. let's say your guardian angel. I'm hear to help." I don't want your help.You're probably a figment of my imagination created from this loneliness and my desire for a friend. I deserve these months of shunning and loneliness. "I can get you anything you want." I want to be tortured. "Child... Calm down... This wasn't your fault. It was the demon's." Wait. The demon from my dream? "Oh... but he wasn't just a character in a dream. He's real. He chose you." I doubt it. My subconscious is just trying to come up with an excuse for the incident. "I can give you the power to stop him. In fact I already have." Oh sure. Whatever you say magical spiritual , angel spirit. "You'll see soon enough." Whatever. "Now rest child." My body slowly lowers back down and my head hits the pillow. My vision starts to fade and before I am out I can barely make out the word, "Life" I'm out like a light.