Kagome's Secret
When a silver-haired man saves a raven-haired woman from the streets he wants to know what caused her such pain and why does he feel like this about her when his one true love is dead? Why is she opening up to this mysterious man and is it a good thing that she found her old childhood friend?
(Warning for mature audience violent language and some sexual content)
I do not own Inuyasha, even i know we all wish that one of us could lol. please enjoy the story
Chapter 1: The incident
Kagome's POV
I hid under my blankets scared and crying as I listened to the sounds from the living room.
"Shut up bitch! I'll kill you!"
There was a thud as my father threw my mother against the wall. I screamed and started crying harder as I heard my mom scream in agony. Suddenly there was a thump and everything went quiet. I tried to stop my tears as I tried to listen for my mom. I heard only the heavy footsteps of my father as he slowly walked towards my room. I quickly tried to dry my tears before he reached my room but it was always worse when I cried. My door suddenly flung open to show a tall broad man with pitch black hair and a scar across his cheek, this man was my father.
He slowly walked towards my bed, little did he know that I had grabbed a little pocket knife that my mother had given me last night and slipped it in my pocket. My father finally reached me and started punching me in my stomach and head. I screamed and curled into a tight ball as he kept punching and kicking me.
"Why are you screaming, you dumb bitch? Huh? Do you want the cops to get me? Well do you?" my father yelled in my ear.
"NO! I'm sorry dad! I didn't mean it! I won't do it again I swear!" I screamed as I started to cry once again.
"Why you are crying you little ass-wipe? You want something to cry about!" he shouted as he dragged me up by my hair. "Get off your lazy ass!" he grabbed my arm and was dragging me out of the room while bruising my arm.
When he reached the stairs, he shoved me which caused me to lose my balance and fall. I screamed as I tumbled down the long flight of stairs. As I fell, I heard a snap and blinding pain shot down my arm. I screamed a blood curdling scream. Luckily, a neighbor heard this and called the police. When I reached the bottom of the stairs, I hit my head on the last step.
I laid there for a second trying to block the pain in every part of my body. I looked around me for my mom but the movement made me dizzy. As blackness crowed my vision I looked through the doorway of the living room and saw my mother's body lying there surrounded by a pool of blood and a knife that was resting in her belly right where my baby brother was growing. One of my mother's hands was cradling her big belly while the other was stretched towards the stairs, towards her daughter. The blackness finally took over me as I whispered, "No momma, please don't leave me! I need you!"