Breakless

Warnings/disclaimer: Violence, maybe some blood in later chapters, rape(not graphic just mentioned), very strange and twisted plot. I don't own the GW boys, but I do own myself(not telling who I am) and technically my friends that I have changed their names to protect them.. lol yeah right.

Summary: The lives of 5 people, Heidi, Aileen, Duo, Heero, and Trowa. This is their story, pairings are Heidi + Duo, Aileen + Trowa. No lemons, sorry.

Authors note: The first few chapters or so will not have the G-boys in them, I have to step up the story before they come into the picture. I will update as soon as I get chapters done.

Prolog…

I was abandoned at the hospital after I was born. My "parents" just left me laying on the cold pavement in front of the doors, naked and without any way to identify me. One of the staff found me and quickly brought me inside. Somehow I survived those hours outside, my cries echoing in the overhang.

The hospital staff had compassion on me, and for three years they took turns caring for me. They did not know what to name me so they put several names into a hat and pulled one out. So I was called "Heidi" until the day they were forced to give me up to an orphanage.

I remember when she came to visit me, another girl my age with her parents. I was in the playroom with the other 5-year-olds, sitting by myself at the table and putting puzzles together. And I don't mean those simple ones; I mean the big 500 piece ones. Her parents let her into the room, most likely to see which kids she interacts with best. I'd seen it too many times, so I just stayed where I was and watched most of the others run to her in curiosity. I guess she didn't like the others since her eyes widened with fear and she ran from them. One boy stupidly tried to catch her and she smacked him across the face. I laughed, it was funny. That kid deserved it, and besides he always thought he was all that. What was his name…? Roy or something like that?

Anyway, she looked at me and saw me laughing and decided to come over and see what I was doing.

I went back to my puzzle, ignoring her completely until she picked up a piece near me and put it in its' place. I look up at her and smiled, she returns my smile and I think that was when I started to feel peoples' emotion, but I'm not quite sure.

"Heidi Zimmermann! That is not true!" Mrs. Thompson says from where she was reading over my shoulder. I look up at her and smirk maliciously.

"Really? What makes you so sure Mrs. Thompson that you know what I can and cannot do?" Her face turns a little white; we've had this conversation before and I know that she doesn't believe that I can feel emotion in people. What she doesn't know is that she's pregnant and the father isn't her husband.

"Oh yes, and Mrs. Thompson." She had started walking away from me but turns around and gives me a 'what the hell?' look.

"The next time you decide to have sex with someone other then your husband, please use a condom so you don't get pregnant like you are now." Her eyes widen and her face turns red with anger, I remember grinning like a psycho before everything went black.

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Let me get the introductions over with. My name is Heidi, I live with my husband Duo, my sister Aileen and her boyfriend Trowa, and my best friend Heero. The five of us have been together for many years, and we've learned a lot from each other and about life.

Together we decided that people should see the world from our eyes. Most adults think that those that have been through horror shouldn't be allowed to tell their story because they will lie or blow the story out of proportion.

That is a logical fear to have but it is also irrational. Why would someone that has seen horrible events lie to others? Of course, sometimes the truth is unbelievable, so people label it a lie just because they are in denial.

Anyway, this is our story, this is our lives. Whether you want to believe it or not, that is up to you; but nevertheless we will write only truth.

TBC…

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