Good girl gone Bad
Fhb
R.
Pairings- B.K & A.M
Syn: when Kaoru has enough of everybody, she uses her anger she never thought she had against them. Now she's most wanted and running for her life… what has she done?
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Chapter 1- How much more god?
*Crying*
A paint brush swipes across paper…
Inside the dark room, a crying teenage girl of age fifteen stood dashing a paint brush across paper which she couldn't even see. Her room was pitch, while the light from under the closed door, showed her who was near and not.
"I'm sorry daddy! I'm sorry!" the little girl screamed…
"When I tell you to do something, you do it immediately!" he lashed her again!
Another brush stroke brushes against the paper…
"Daddy stop! Please! Stop!" the little girl screamed. The halls rung a piercing scream as the residents within the home listened on and never interfered. A vase was smashed and bawling and crying heard from the little girl…
"Kaoru, where is Yahiko?" the man shouted, his old clothing seemingly weary. His grey socks, brownish vest and smelly old pants gave him and unappealing look. His baldish head was covered with a patch of soft gray on either sides giving him an evil ole man look. His eyes were fixed on the bleeding little girl who was nearly beaten half to death. His scent was corrosion and death, something which often they were all very close in receiving. His callused hands held a bokken. One in which they all got maimed from. Scars from his brutality were everywhere on them…
Everywhere…
In the corner of the shack, which they learned to sadly call home, a little boy no older than six, peeped his raven head and came to viewing. His little brown eyes were watering from the lashes and beating he would receive. Across his eye were a long engrave which was still healing. It seem slightly infected and well his father really wouldn't care…
"Here I am!" his soft voice was like a cool splash of water to the tension in the air. Fresh cherry skin, so exposed and wet made the father lure to just go on a tangent on the child.
"Where is my soup boy?" the man pounded his foot into the floor. His bokken fisted tightly. His expression was murderous and scary, his brows pulled in a tense and angry expression. The young raven head boy swallowed. He always lost his tongue to the man, and yet he called and respected him, still as a father. With no mother, spending money, no proper clothes, food or shelter, he considered his family broken. His mother left them to die with their sick narcotic father after she was discovered in a serious drug ring.
He never knew what it meant to really have a mother, but the closest instincts to a mother was none other than his sister, Kaoru and old lady Jade. According to Kaoru, Jade had knew her ever since she went to primary school, and adopted a bond for her, after children hadn't choose to be her friend. So as a way out, Jade allowed her to stay over…
Also, Kaoru specified that Jade was a witch. When Kaoru or any of us suffered serious wounds from their father, they would go to the old woman whom would gratefully take care and nurse their wounds. But time shifted. Rain had come and the crops which they grew out back made produce and food scarce. Life was hard, especially for Kaoru who was attending High school and handling two jobs at present to feed their small. Though it was small, their father acted as three extra persons. His round tummy bulging out his vest and hanging over his pants gave him an appalling look. His hairy face, hands and body gave him ape like characteristics…
Their small home was located in a run down area in which ghetto and street brawler people hanged around. Their father often paid up to the drug lords and ghetto leaders which would intimidate him. Their small home was basically no more than thirty feet wide. The height was a uncomfortable 110 cm high, which gave Kaoru and her father hard situations of entering or walking out…
The roofing was bad, whereas, the drainages which were connected behind other people's houses would manage to seep into their home since they lived on low land and right next to the smelly pungent scented river. The paint was tarnish and most of it off. The walls were ugly with blood from their beating and littered with serious dents. The wood looked dirty and termites were having the best of it. Their room was used for three, whereas, their father's own was made for two, but he slept alone.
The pictures and family portraits where shattered and destroyed. They didn't feel oblige to be loved and cared for, especially with a mad cap ruffian as a father. Their lives were scattered, because they lived in poverty, with no says and hopes as their father smashed them, and so, they never got anywhere with him as the head of the house…
No where…
Yahiko stood, shaky his feet where, as his small hands were sweaty from the fear…
"It is in your room, father!" he swallowed not sure if it sounded right. A tad bit off.
"I want it in my hand! Stupid little boy!" the man walked up to the boy slamming his bokken into his jaw. A rain of blood went flying out his mouth, his hands clenched and then unclenched when his father pulled his hair. Slamming his small head against the wall the little boy cried out for help, yet none would come, as his father would punish them. Again and again he slammed the small child's head against the wall, his head was matted in blood and blotching the wall each time he lashed forth. Pushing the child to the floor, he pushed his foot on his head stooping literally on it. Yahiko cried.
Kaoru's art was manifesting nothing more than senseless dashes of black. All she heard was bawling and crying. Broken and weak from their beatings. Kaoru stopped. Throwing her brush down, she opened her door, and begged her father to stop.
"Shut your mouth child!" he shouted at her
"Please father, don't!" she cried.
He stopped. Yahiko slid down the wall with blood coming down in a line with him. His eyes were drowsy and drunkard looking. His small hands weakly clenched. Blood fell from his forehead to his eyes. It burned so much…
Kaoru collected her both brother and sister in her protective embrace. The father pissed at his daughter's actions, lashed out at her back, where she bit her lips and took his beating. At least her siblings were safe. The large plant which was on the table was thrown on her head where she was thrown to the side. She clutched her head wildly and screamed.
"Stupid little girl!" he lashed her again…
Again and again Kaoru coughed blood. When the man had enough, he simply went to his bed and shut the door. Kaoru crawled to her room, where she locked the door and covered her both siblings…
'How much more god?'
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An: Kinna sick and violent but it progresses. Please review and do read the next chapter…
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