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Claimer: If I did...smiles evily
Well folks...Enjoy!
You were always the best.
I loved you…
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The wind blew roughly through my hair as I looked out my bedroom window. The storm matched my anger, my betrayal. Why did things have to happen like this? Why does everything always go wrong?
My alarm clock sounds, I know I've been waking up too early now. I don't know why I still do it. Maybe it's because I think your coming back, mother. But all that greats me is empty silence. Left alone my memories haunt me, and somehow I know I cant just let you go.
My alarm is to loud now, its disturbing the peace in nature.
I groan and rub the sleep from my eyes, somehow it's always there, even after two hours sleep. The clock reads six thirty, so I have enough time for a shower and breakfast. I walk to my closet and surprisingly I have clean clothes.
I've got to do laundry someday.
I pull out a pair of black baggy jeans faded at the knees with a chain that connects to my back and front belt loops, a black shirt that has a picture of a clown and in red letters 'ICP' and throw it all onto my bed. (Insane Clown Posse)
Then I grab my bath towel from my messy bedroom floor and walk out into the hall. On my way to the bathroom I hear the garage door open and I freeze.
It could only mean one thing. Shit I don't need this now, not today. I quickly run to the bathroom, shut and lock the door and turn on the shower. I strip myself of my pajamas, which mainly consist of a jumbo size tshirt and boxers, and climb into the shower.
Once in I turn on the in shower radio we just got and turn it to my favorite station. Ten minutes later I'm clean, hair washed and all. I turn the shower radio off and the water and step out of the shower and wrap myself in my bath towel.
Steam envelopes the tiny apartment bathroom and I wipe at the mirror to take a look at myself. I see what I usually see, I shouldn't be expecting more. Red, wet, messy hair, jade green eyes, and soon to be eyeliner darkened eyes, pale skin, soft pink lips and skinny. Nothing will ever change.
Walking out of the bathroom, suddenly hating my self I come face to face with the one thing, the one person, I didnt want to deal with.
"Hello Garra,"
I hate your woice,its so fake...
"Hello...f-father,"
I hate how your the only one who can make me stutter...
"Come Garra..."
...The only one who makes me obey...
"...yes...father"
...makes me afraid to go against...
"Good you've showered this should be even more enjoyable..."
...you always told me I was special...
"Now Garra remove your towel...slowly you know how I like it...yes"
...but now I know it was all lies...
"Come to me Garra..."
...because you use me everyday...
"Are you ready?" You smell of alchohol.
...for your sick twisted pleasure...
"Yes"
...and I cant fight back...
"No lube this time, you've been bad"
...because I'm weak...
Screams.
...but now I know.
Moans.
...I fucking hate you.
Grunts.
...You sealed my wounds...
Pain.
...then riped them open...
Cries.
...only to make me...
Release.
Bleed again.
I dont know if I should make this into chapters...
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Quote: 'There shall be Yaoi!'