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Running From Danger
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She sat on her bedroom floor sobbing, once again, rocking back and forth trying to calm herself while her lacerations and bruises that she had received from him continued to pain her. It was the same routine now. It used to happen once a month, but lately it had been occurring once or even sometimes twice a week.
It took her at least a complete month to recover from her injuries after he finished assaulting her, but that didn't matter to him because her torture and complete horror always made him want to hurt her more.
After he did it to her, he would wait a few days before speaking to her, and tell her how grieved he was that he had man handled her, and that he would not have had to if she had done as she was told. Then, he would apologize to her and present gifts to her to tell her how much he loved her, and they would of course make love that night. Then the vicious cycle would repeat itself.
It had been this way for 5 months. She was so damned tired of him always doing this to her. Why he couldn't he see that? She wanted a way out, but she could never leave him. He wouldn't let her go, and if she tried to run ……she didn't even want to think of the consequences. She could never leave him… her husband.
He had never been this way before they married. Not once had he even raised a finger to her. He had been her everything. Before they were married, he promised that she would always be happy. He told her he would give her the world if she asked for it, but everything had changed 8 months after they had married.
She began noticing his strange behavior. He started arriving home at ungodly hours of the morning, but she figured he was working later than usual because of his company's new project. She knew he was a perfectionist and wanted everything perfect, but she began to doubt that after the project had ended. She remembered exactly what had happened that night. How could she forget? It was the first time that he had ever raised his hand to her.
Flashback
She waited for him to return home and 4:00 a.m. was quickly approaching. She hated it when he arrived home after 10:30, but this was ridiculous and she planned to tell him exactly how she felt. She had called him at least a dozen times both at the office and on his cell, and he had yet to respond to her calls. To say she was pissed didn't come close to the way she felt. She was livid. This just wasn't something he usually did and after tonight, she hoped that her anger would inspire him never to make the same mistake again.
She had been down stairs in their beautifully furnished living room waiting for his majesty to grace her with his presence. Then, she heard the soft humming of his newly purchased Porsche enter the driveway along with the opening of the garage. She checked the platinum grandfather clock that read 4:45 a.m. and she couldn't wait to give him a piece of her mind.
Suddenly, the sound of the key opening the door was heard as the doorknob turned. He opened the door only to be greeted with his wife's burning glare. It was painfully obvious that she had waited on him all night because there she was sitting on the couch in her black nightgown covered with her comforter.
"What are you still doing up? You should be asleep. Did you not realize the hour or did you miss me that much?" he said in his rather cool and manipulating, yet sarcastic voice.
"Excuse me? I've been calling your damned phone for the past 5 hours and you still haven't returned any of my calls, and you waltz in here as if it's okay to come home so late and not to respond to your wife! Where the hell were you?" she yelled angrily and accusingly.
"I had business to take care of that couldn't wait love, and I didn't have my phone on because I knew you'd only interrupt my meeting."
"What meeting? I called the office over 7 hours ago and they told me you had already left for the day, so what the hell took you so long?"
" I told you that I had business to take care of now end the matter and come to bed. I am tired and I don't feel like dealing with any of your non-sense tonight," he said tiredly.
" So you think my worrying is nothing but non-sense? I have been waiting for you since ten, and you didn't even have the decency to tell me that you would be out late. I had hoped you would have at least called. So what was so important that I had to wait?" she said feeling rather betrayed.
" I have already told you Rin. Now come to bed now before I do something that you'll regret," he said dancing over the line of patience.
" So now you're threatening me. I'm not the one who decided to come home late Naraku. If anything I should be the one threatening you because you would rather be somewhere else than at home with me. What the hell has come over you lately? You're not the same. You use to hate being away from me, and now all you do is come home late with no excuse as to why you were gone. I'm not some one that you can just set aside and expect to accept every decision that you make. I refuse and if you don't tell me exactly what you were doing tonight, then neither one of us is going to get any sleep tonight!" she yelled in furry.
As soon as she was done venting her frustration, he walked ever so slowly over to her and without a word he back handed her three times. She was shocked to say the least. He had never laid a hand on her and all she could do was stare at him in shock after he had hit her.
"Now that I have your attention, and you've finally shut your mouth will you come to bed or will I have to continue to teach you your place?" he told her with danger in his eyes. She knew she ought not speak because of the pain his eyes promised, but she did so anyway.
" My place! How dare you even think about-" but her sentence was never finished because he grabbed her by the neck and pinned her against the wall.
" I will teach you your place because apparently I've been too lenient with you. You WILL show me respect and you WILL NOT question me or my whereabouts, am I understood?" he asked forcefully without raising his voice.
She remained silent and refused to look at him, but she soon discovered that was a huge mistake. This time he punched her in the face, like a man would hit a man, and he kneed her in the stomach. She cried out and tears brimmed her eyes She nearly doubled over from the pain, but his strong hold on her prevented her from such movement.
" When I ask you a question, I expect you to respond by looking at me and opening your mouth to speak. If I have to ask again, rest assured that what I do to you next will be worse. Now answer me love, do you understand?" he said preparing to hit her once again if she did not comply with his wishes.
" YES, I understand," she said hurriedly hoping and praying that he would not hit her again.
" Good," he said as he released her and let her slide to the ground, "now let us go to bed. It's late and I have things that I wish to do to you before I go to work," he demanded rather hastily with something akin to lust in his red-brown eyes.
She tried to get up, but her stomach was sore from the brutality he had inflicted upon her.
"Woman, do not try my patience. I will not repeat myself again," he said slightly raising his voice as he looked down upon the fallen woman.
"I'm trying Naraku, but it hurts to move," she said trying her hardest to get up only failing.
"If I have to come get you, you will regret that as well Rin," he came towards her and she knew he was going to do something awful.
"But I swear to you I am trying. Naraku, please!" she cried out in urgency, but he didn't heed her pleas. Instead, he drug her by the legs up every single step, and by the time he reached their bedroom she was in severe agony, yet he could care less about her current condition.
He through her on the bed and stripped her of her nightgown.
" Naraku, please I beg of you, don't do this!" she screamed for him to hear her, but he heard none of her pleas and continued his mission.
" If you make so much as another sound or even think of resisting me tonight-" but he was interrupted by her audacious and unexpected comment.
" Let me guess, I am going to regret that as well, husband, " she said with mockery in her voice while shutting her eyes and preparing for the oncoming blow, but surprisingly it never came. Instead he chuckled maliciously.
" Mmmm… do you realize how much I want and love you Rin?" and with that he took her roughly and forcefully the remainder of the morning, and she could do nothing but brace herself for the pain he made her endure. How could he tell her he loved her and then make her suffer the way that he did?
End of Flashback
That was over 5 months ago and though she tried not to anger him, he seemed intent on watching her suffer.
Tonight was not as bad though. He had only busted her lip and choked her for a short while and then he was out the door. She didn't even know what had triggered him to act as he had. He just walked into the bedroom and immediately began to strike her.
She hadn't seen him all day and now here he was once again with the same violence he always offered her, but that still didn't stop her from hoping for the best.
'Maybe everything will get better. Maybe he will stop acting this way. I just pray that everything will be all right,' and with her last thought she cried herself to sleep trying to escape her hellish nightmare.
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:AN\ I hope you all enjoyed the new story. Yes it is very different, but I thought it would be interesting to have Rin married to Naraku and trying to escape him, yes Sesshomaru is definitely in this story, and if you read my profile you'll see why. Know that I would never leave Sesshomaru out, and that's all that I'm gonna say. Besides Rin deserves better
Until later thx to all who have read.
Love,
Rinatsu
P.S. Here's a preview of the next Chapter.
It gave him pleasure to see her crawl on her hands knees like a coward. He loved to hear her screams and her pleas of mercy begging him to stop his torment, but it only made him want to continue. He loved the sweet tangy taste of her blood and the arousing scent of her fear and he couldn't get enough of it.