"One who smiles rather than rages is always the stronger."
~Japanese Proverb
It was to her utmost surprise that her blood had stained her clothing a whole new color as she flitted about.
However, it was her heart that bled more every step she took.
As if her brain wished to add to the cruel memories, somehow it shifted to their latest blathering.
She tried, through a carefully crafted facade, to show the others that fighting was something every couple faced, but the last anger episode resulted in her being pushed into his mother's expensive glass vase.
He had left without a single care.
Which was almost...fifteen hours ago.
There was nothing she could have done to prove herself innocent.
His word and his word alone was the sole indication of "law".
How could he have done this to her so easily? What had she done to anger him?
Among the many other questions circulating through her mind, the prominent statement was...what had she done?
How obvious it was.
She should have known.
He did not love her.
He, who had whispered sweet endearments in her ears for years, had a mistress.
Marriage meant nothing. To him, it was just a word.
She had been so lost in her thoughts that she had not heard the front door open.
"What are you doing, Rin?"
The simple question halted her movements almost immediately.
"Kagome invited me to stay over with herself and Sango for a ladies' night. "
He had lied to her; why couldn't she follow suit?
A silver eyebrow rose at her as she continued packing. The scent of an injury assaulted his nose; but he paid it no heed.
"Very well then. There is a business meeting Monday morning; of which I expect you to be present."
He stated this as he headed towards the kitchen.
'He doesn't even care that I will be gone for two days...'
He turned to leave but she had one request to ask of him. "I'm taking the Lamborghini when I leave; I'd like it if you can see if we can do something new with the garden. I visited Izayoi last week and she showed me this marvelous flower!"
She followed him into their large kitchen with her bags.
It was not until she set her things down on the table did she meet his eyes.
His golden gaze appeared to be distant and uninterested; as if he was impatient for her to leave.
At this, she paused for a moment and then squared her shoulders.
"What the hell did I do to deserve this?"
His amber eyes remained cold and focused on her brown.
"You were never good enough for me, Rin. "
A half strangled laugh escaped from her throat. "And your definition of 'good' for you is her? Sesshomaru, I don't know what kind of scheme you think that will bring you power or whatever the hell kind of thing you want to conquer this time, but your mind has clearly proven itself to be immensely articulate at ignorance and selfish endeavors!"
The amber hardened.
"You have neither the money or looks; and your presence is a hindrance to my success."
A pale hand raised in the air and slapped his cheek with, surprisingly, a ponderable force.
Golden eyes widened in shock as rage radiated off her. Gone was the docile, timid creature.
"Don't you ever, ever speak to me in such a way. A hindrance? Mind the fact that it was I who saved your precious company. It was I who stood behind you in support when your family disgraced your
choices in who to associate with. You often forget, Sesshomaru, of the ones around you who love and care for you."
She paused for a moment; and this time, by her tone and facial expression, she held the authority. "Mark my words: she is not to enter this house. If she does, there will be hell to pay."
She turned to grab the car keys from the counter; intending to leave with those words ringing in the air.
However, his temper had gotten the best of him.
In a matter of seconds, she found herself slammed into the door; the wood groaning in protest as cracks formed around her head.
Tears rolled down her cheeks as a hand forced her to gaze into the angry glare of the monster in front of her.
"Do you think that you can speak to me in such a tone, you pathetic human? You forget that it was I who pulled you from the poor and filthy standards you were living in. It was I who funded your education. It was I who prevented that sorry excuse of a father from beating you into a pulp. You forget that you have no grounds of authority over me. Without me
you are nothing."
His hand tightened its grip around her throat.
Betrayal and a broken spirit was all that was left of her now-let alone all that she could feel.
With empty eyes she glared up at him. "You may take my money, possessions, and break me bone to bone, Sesshomaru, but you will never OWN me. I am your wife. I was your best friend since high school. Where is my husband? All I see now is a monster. Let go of me!"
She pushed him away, grabbed her bag and keys, and threw the door open. Rushing down the stairs, her vision grew cloudy; and she tumbled down the last few steps.
With a cry, her legs slammed into the stone, as her back landed against the railing.
She quickly covered her mouth.
Beaten as she may be, she couldn't allow herself to cry. She couldn't give him that satisfaction.
She wouldn't be there on Monday.
He would never see her again.
She pulled herself together in time to escape the door being ripped from its hinges.
A roaring growl shattered the silence.
She ran towards the garage, threw her few belongings in the passenger seat, and drove off.
She didn't know where she could go, but she knew there was no looking back.
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