A/N: Welcome to the darkest parts of my mind… where dreams become fanfiction. …No seriously, I came up with this entire concept because of a dream I had last night. Don't worry, I'm still working on the sequel to Beast in the Basement, another of my fictions that stemmed from a dream, but I needed a little break from it.
So just a warning, this fic is going to start out a little heavy. Don't let it turn you away, though! The people I've talked to about it already are super excited to see where it'll go. Hopefully you will be too!
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Chapter One
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"I'm worried about him, Selphie… he never would have done something like this before."
"Well don't color me surprised… Riku has been nothing but a jerk lately. I don't really like hanging out with him anymore," my best friend held nothing back as she slammed my boyfriend.
I sighed, poking at the discolored bruise forming on my cheek and cringing, "I don't really either… I just can't figure out what happened, though. He used to be so sweet and caring! Remember when we were kids?"
"You know I even saw him fighting with Sora the other day? Like… when did those two drift so far apart?" she wondered.
"I dunno, Selph… ever since he turned 18 it's like he's another person. Like, what? Now that he's a man he can begin his descent into darkness? I don't even know who he is anymore…"
She thought for a moment, "Well… are you going to break up with him?"
I switched my phone to the other ear as I got into my car, "No… I'm going over to his house now to try and talk with him. Maybe if I just let him know what he's turning into… maybe he'll see it and stop."
"Or maybe he'll hit you again," she reminded me, though the throbbing pain in my cheek would be reminder enough.
"I'll be careful," I promised, "I'm not going to let that happen again."
She let out a sigh, "I hope that's true, Kairi. You're too pretty to be wearing bruises like that."
"Maybe he'll see it and apologize?" I offered, honestly having no idea what I was about to walk into.
"Well… I hope for your sake that you're right. I gotta go… Good luck, Kai."
"Thanks, Selphie. I'll call you later."
I tossed my phone onto the passenger's seat, turning down Riku's street. He only lived a couple blocks away from me, but it was too dark out to walk there already. My heart was pounding as I pulled into the driveway and noticed that his parents weren't home. Neither of their cars were there… but his was in it's usual spot.
I became increasingly more nervous as I approached the front door and rang the bell a few times, sending him a text that I was there. He never used to care when I dropped in on him, but… he wasn't the same Riku that I used to love. I don't know what happened. It was like he just snapped one day and opened his heart to darkness.
It was a couple of minutes before I finally heard him approach the door, but what was waiting on the other side was something that I hadn't been prepared for. "Kairi… the fuck are you doing here?"
My eyes immediately darted to the bottle of whiskey clutched in his fist and I took a step back, "I came over to talk… Riku, are you drunk?"
"…No," he narrowed his eyes on me, taking another swig of the liquor.
"Right… I'll come back when you're sober," I told him, turning to leave.
But he grabbed my arm and yanked me into the house, "No, you're here already. Talk."
I snatched my arm back, stumbling to keep myself upright as he slammed the door and faced me, "It's going to be pointless now, Riku… you probably won't even remember it in the morning."
"I told you I'm not drunk!" he shouted, startling me a little. "C'mon… we'll go to my room."
I reluctantly followed him down into the basement where his bedroom was, sitting down on the corner of his bed. "…Did you notice anything different about me?"
He studied me for a moment, raising an eyebrow, "What, did you get your hair cut? Don't pull that coy bullshit with me, Kairi…"
"I'm talking about the huge bruise you left on my face, asshole," I glared at him, "Or do you even remembering hitting me?"
"Oh boo-fucking-hoo… you're fine. Now tell me what the fuck you wanted this late at night."
I shifted uncomfortably on his bed, "All right… Riku, I don't know who you are anymore. Why have you been such a jerk lately? You used to be so sweet and now… now all you do is fight with me and everybody else. Sora's like a lost puppy without you, but you're ruining your friendship with him and your relationship with me!"
"The fuck are you talking about? This is just who I am, Kairi. I haven't changed… it's who I've always been," he was slurring his words just a bit.
"I hate to break it to you, Riku, but it's not. This new personality of yours is like night and day with who you used to be. I hate it!"
He just brushed it off, taking another drink before setting the mostly empty bottle on his nightstand and approaching me, "Why did you really come here, Kai? Were you lonely? Did you just want to get in my bed? Hm?"
"What the fuck? No, Riku! I told you, I came here to talk about why you've been such a dick!" I scrambled backwards on the bed, but he kept advancing on me.
"Bullshit… you missed me, didn't you? We had so much fun last time we fucked, you're just dying for more, huh?"
I laughed sarcastically, using my hands to try and keep him at bay, "Back off, Riku. I'm not in the mood for this shit."
"Oh, I think you are though…" the grin on his lips was sickening.
"You're drunk and I'm pissed at you. There's no fucking way I'm going to sleep with you right now," I told him firmly, pressing my hands against his chest hard as he crawled over me.
He smirked, "Oh sure… right… that's why you wore my favorite shirt."
I looked down, "You used to hate this shirt because it was too revealing!"
"And you bought that shit? I'm a guy, Kairi. Did you really think I didn't want you to show off your tits?"
"Yeah, I'm done here… Get off, Riku, I'm leaving. This is absolutely fucking ridiculous," I shoved at him, using all of my force to try to push him off of me.
I let out a yelp as he grabbed my wrists hard and twisted my arms up above my head, pinning the upper half of my body against the headboard of his bed, "No, stay… Let's have some fun…"
"Ow… you're hurting me, Riku!" I whimpered softly, struggling to free my wrists from his steel grip.
"Oh you're fine… stop complaining," he growled, leaning down and catching me in a forceful kiss.
I fought against him to pull away but he had my head crammed back against the headboard and I literally had nowhere to go. He was kissing me so hard I could feel my teeth cutting into my upper lip, and it was bringing tears to my eyes.
"Jeez… you're a fucking bundle of fun tonight. Lighten up," he commented, dropping my arms but using his weight on my lap to keep me in place.
I stretched my arms out carefully, hissing at the pain in my joints, "I want to go home, Riku… please let me leave."
"Come on, at least let me get off… It's your fault I'm horny now."
"I didn't even do anything!" I exclaimed, squirming under him to try and slip my hips free of his.
He let out a bark of laughter, "You're doing it now, rubbing up against me like that!"
"I'm trying to get away, you jerk! I don't want to do this right now! Or ever again, for that matter!"
"You're so fucking dramatic, Kai… What, do I gotta take care of you first? Fucking women…" he rolled his eyes, starting to paw at my shirt drunkenly.
I clenched the hem of my shirt to keep it down but he just swatted my hands away and lifted it up along with the sports bra I was wearing. I'd been completely naked with him many times before, but right now it just felt wrong… "Riku, stop it! Just let me go home!"
"Will you quit squawking in my ear like that? Jesus, your voice is shrill…" he ignored my pleas, brushing his fingers over my nipples.
"I'm squawking at you because you won't fucking listen to me, Riku! You need to stop now and let me go home."
Suddenly his left hand was clamped hard over my mouth, effectively shutting me up. I whined loudly, my mind going into panic mode as his other hand slipped beneath my sweatpants and under my panties. I thrashed myself against him, but he was so much stronger than me, even when he was drunk.
He went silent as he began to touch me, knowing exactly what I loved for him to do. But nothing could make this feel good right now… not even his notable skills at finding my best spots. My eyes became cloudy with tears as I struggled to breathe in my fight against him.
When he decided that I'd had enough, he started to yank my sweatpants down to my knees, then moving to unbutton his jeans. He tried to keep his hand on my mouth but ultimately needed it to get his pants off, leaving me to breathe in deeply and protest again, "Riku, stop! Please! I don't want to do this!"
As soon as he had his pants off, his hand came flying back up at me… but this time he caught me by the throat instead, wrapping his fingers around my neck and pressing down hard. My breath hung up and terror filled my eyes as he leaned down to sneer at me, "Shut the fuck up… now. You can leave when I'm done with you."
I was starting to hyperventilate, but every breath was becoming more and more shallow as his hand tightened around my throat even harder. If I couldn't calm down, I was going to pass out… but fuck if I was going to let him have his way with me while I was unconscious. I needed an out… I needed him to stop.
I clawed at him, shoved him, smacked at him… but nothing seemed to phase him in the slightest. My defense mechanisms were kicking in as my vision started to black out around the edges and my hands flew to his night table, looking for anything I might be able to use as a weapon against him. When they found the liquor bottle I grabbed it around the neck and lifted it, letting out a sob as I hit him with it as hard as I could manage.
The bottle exploded immediately, sending broken glass and whiskey flying over our bodies. I hadn't expected that… but my attempt for freedom worked. His grip on me loosened immediately as he fell to the side, hopefully to sleep this off and wake up with a hell of a headache.
I hurried to my feet, pulling my pants up and my shirt down as I tried to shake all of the glass off me. I was soaked with liquor, but I didn't care… I was free.
It wasn't until I checked to make sure he wasn't laying in glass that I noticed the blood… My first thought was that maybe a shard had cut him, or cut me… my adrenaline was so high that I could barely feel anything. I pulled him over onto his back and that's when I saw it… the huge gash on his head that was steadily pumping out blood. His white hair was matting with it, turning a bright and disturbing red. Had I… had I really done that to him?
My first instinct was to call an ambulance, but I couldn't find my phone anywhere, nor could I locate his.
"Fuck… okay, Riku… it'll be okay…" I mumbled, trying to lift him up off the bed and get him up to my car. …I couldn't even move his upper body. I dashed upstairs, trying desperately to find a phone somewhere… but I had no luck. They didn't even have a home phone anywhere. I ran back downstairs to check on him, only to find him losing color and becoming sickeningly pale. "Riku… wake up now, okay? Please?"
I put my hand over his chest, but I couldn't feel it moving anymore. I pressed my ear over his heart, but… nothing. As a last ditch effort I grabbed his wrist and tried desperately to find any kind of pulse.
My efforts were fruitless. Riku was dead… and I had killed him.
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A/N: Holy shit… that chapter was so intense to write. Don't accuse me of hating Riku! I needed a bad guy, and… it was him or Sora, so be glad I chose him! I'm no happier about it than you. I warned you it'd be heavy at the beginning.
If you're on the fence about continuing to read this story, no… nobody else is going to die. Kairi isn't going to become some kind of freaky axe murderer. But that's all I'm saying! It's going to get super interesting here in the next couple chapters. …If you can get more interesting than an accidental murder.
If you like it so far, let me know by leaving a review! (Just don't flame me for killing Riku!) The next chapter will be out tomorrow, so follow if you want to see it!
Love you guys!
Simply Rexene
