I Love you….
Three simple words, she wished he would say and three simple words were all she asked. His
actions proved the words to be true. But as of late he hardly said I love you. He knew what she
wanted; yet he could not say it. His heart torn between two and the words I love you. He loves her
he truly does but another crept into his heart. As night fell upon them, she spoke her words true as
she told him over, and over I love you. As chocolate brown orbs looked into amber eyes, the boy
stuttered and stumbled, no words came but the dreaded I am sorry. Tears streamed down her face
how could she have been so stupid, to think he would choose her. The boy tried to calm the
maiden down, yet to no avail. Shadows of the past clouded her mind; she remembered how he
came a knight in shinning armor. He saved her from those who hurt her and those who tried. He
held her many nights and she confided in him many things. And now after many wasted years, the
only phrase to fall from those lips is I am sorry. She looked up to the sky the moon shone brightly
against her ghostly pale skin. His hand touched her arm; she flinched and shook it off. She turned
towards him abruptly and looked her gaze with his. The look in his eyes was laughable to her she
saw pain raw fruitless pain. She broke the gaze and ran, she ran as fast as her feet could carry her,
she ran all the way to the house they had both called home. As she walked through the hallways
she saw many pictures that depicted their history. The more photos she saw the more they broke
her heart. Their they were her and Inuyasha both four months old being bathed together, The next
picture held their first day of high school the day she knew she was in love with him, then their was
her sixteenth birthday party where he asked her to be his girlfriend, the next picture made her silent
sobs audible their in that frame frozen in time was their graduation day and on that day he had
proposed to her. Then next pictures were more recent their wedding pictures the ceremony, their
first kiss as a married couple, and their first dance as a married couple. And the last picture she
saw their made her cry harder then she ever possible cried, In that still framed photo was her at
twenty years old after she had given birth to their now one year old son. Now the young girl of
twenty-one was alone, and heart broken. What could she do, where could she go? She knew for a
while what he was up to, though she never voiced it because she loved him so much, she silently
forgave him hoping it would stop. This was among many of the self-sacrifices she willingly gave to
be with him. She held her tears, as she slowly walked up the stairs. As she came to the top of the
stairs she headed to a room, which faintly glimmered blue in the night. There in the crib was cutest
toddler, he slept soundly with even breathing he like his father had silver hair and two cute puppy
dog-ears that sat atop his head. She smiled gently the relation ship might have been the biggest
mistake she has ever made, but this, this little boy was defiantly not a mistake. She quietly waltzed
out of the room and walked to her room. She went to the window and opened it all the way there
was no sign of that horrid bastard. She then stalked to the dresser and took out all three of his
drawers. The first was filled with expensive dress shirts and pants that her wore only on special
occasions. She took the drawer to the window and turned it over the contents of the drawer fell to
the ground next went the drawer. She had to admit she felt better. Next was his underwear
drawer, under his under shirts, boxers and briefs were the letters he had written to "her" which
"she" corresponded back to. She tossed the drawer and the letters out of the window with a force.
She then rushed to the closet and grabbed all of his clothes that were hanging and rushed to
through them out. She made three trips back and forth from the closet to the window to through his
clothes out. She made one last trip to the closet her eyes behind a site that made tears well up in
her eyes; there in the back of the closet was his wedding tux. The memories zoomed through her
head. She grabbed the suit, then went to the dresser and pulled out a pair of scissors and started to
cut it up. When she had finished cutting it up she through the shreds out of the window. Then she
slumped against the wall and cried underneath the window and the bright moonlight. She cried so
much that she fell asleep, whimpering and crying in her sleep though out the night.
This is an Inuyasha and Kagome story just to make things clear. I hope you like the chapter. Plz review and tell me what you think so far. And also If any one wants to be my editor plz e-mail me. Thank you and please review.