Chapter Text
It was strange really, how quickly the tide can turn when you don’t pay attention for just one second.
One single second.
And yet, it was all Rumi needed to get hit by the weapon of a massive Demon the trio were fighting.
It had knocked her against a brick wall and the horrible pain came a few seconds afterwards.
She’d broken her arm and at least one or more ribs that had been fractured at the least if not broken too.
Not only that but she’d hit her head as well and red crimson was pouring freely from the gash that now decorated her face, just above her right eyebrow.
“Rumi!” Zoey screamed and quickly rushed to her leader’s side, dodging the Demon’s massive mace before it could hit her as well.
“Fucking bastard!” Mira growled, anger boiling within her and overflowing when she unleashed a barrage of attacks on the Demon, not caring about her own safety. “Die!” She screamed and buried her Woldo into the Demon’s chest who then turned into a pile of pink ash.
Mira’s weapon disappeared and she too joined Zoey who was already trying to remove Rumi’s jacket.
“N-no, just-” Rumi tried, the pain in her head increasing. It felt like her skull was going to shatter along with the bones in her arm. “P-please, I j-just need-” She cried, desperately trying to keep her jacket on, keeping her patterns hidden.
“Rumi, baby, please we just want to see if-” Mira started, peeling away the leather jacket to try and see if she was bleeding from any other places than her head.
Rumi tried to stop her and neither of the girls understood why, blaming her erratic behaviour on the fact she had hit her head against the brick wall and gently pushed her hand aside.
“No- no, no, please.”
Mira saw it first, the familiar purple patterns, demonic patterns that had decorated every Demon they had ever fought. Her heart clenched in her chest at the discovery and she swallowed thickly.
Zoey was still trying to comfort Rumi, offering words of love, affection and encouragement. Then she noticed Mira, how she stopped talking, stopped moving and was just staring at Rumi’s skin that was still hidden from Zoey’s gaze.
“Mira, what-” And then she saw it too and Rumi’s heart shattered at the look on Zoey’s face.
“Z-zoey, Mira, p-please,” She begged, pleading desperately but her secret was out now and there was literally nothing she could do. She was bleeding and heavily injured, tears streamed down her face feeling so extremely vulnerable in her current state.
“I’m-” Zoey started, her voice caught in her throat for a moment, eyes still wide from shock and her hands trembling. She grabbed her phone from her pocket, dropping it on the ground due to her hands shaking so much. “Hospital.” She finally managed to push the single word past her lips.
Mira nodded and watched the Maknae get back on her feet. Watching her leave made Rumi whimper softly, her chest was rising and falling quickly and her breathing was becoming more and more frantic, panicked.
“N-no, don’t l-leave,” Her voice hardly above a whisper, the pain from her arm and ribs starting to overwhelm her. She grabbed onto Mira’s wrist who instinctively pulled away. Rumi’s eyes widened in terror and the redhead’s facial expressions were a mixture of anger and sadness.
“Just-” She started, slowly lowering Rumi to the ground. “Lay down.”
Rumi was feeling weaker by the minute, her head was spinning. Before she knew it she was retching and shaking violently on the ground. A part of her was glad she hadn’t eaten yet that morning.
“M-mira,” She mumbled, tears mixing with blood the way she laid down. “M-mira, please. I didn’t w-want-” She tried to reach out, ignoring the horrible pain coming from the arm she tried to move, wanting to feel Mira’s comfortable touch like she had many times before. However the redhead didn’t seem to want any of it, avoiding Rumi’s gaze and locking her jaw which she did when mad.
All Rumi could do was lay there and look at her fellow Hunter who was actively avoiding any type of contact unless absolutely necessary. And it broke her.
This is all you deserve.
You’re a mistake.
You should never have been born!
“N-o.” She breathed, closing her eyes and letting the darkness swallow her whole.