Me- Sorry it's not a long chapter but, I'll update it as soon as I can
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The house was unusually quiet today and Kagome was grateful for it. She shuddered as the clock struck 6:00. 'He'll be home soon.' she thought nervously. She glanced at the front door and her eyes starting to dampen. 'Please don't come home early, please don't…' she began chanting it in her head. A car door slammed and Kagome's eyes widened. "No." she whispered and the door burst open. She heard the click of his expensive Italian boots on the hardwood floor that led to the living room.
"Honey? I'm home." He stopped when he saw her on the couch. "There you are."
"Yes. Hello dear. How was work?" she tensed. She looked fearfully into his black eyes and remembered the first day she met Naraku. He had been such a sensitive and gentle man…in the beginning. He turned vicious and violent during the second year of their marriage. Why, she didn't know.
"Quite tedious. I almost fell asleep during the meeting." He chuckled and Kagome smiled. He stepped closer to her. "What did you do today?"
"Uhm I…"her eyes darted to the television. 'Be careful what you say, he could blow any minute.' "I uh, went shopping for new drapes…and I was just about to go cook dinner."
"Ahhh." His eyes hardened. "I see you've sat on your fat ass all day."
She briefly closed her eyes. "Naraku, I…" she stopped when she saw that he was on the verge of a tyrant.
"You, what? Huh? You WHAT?" he jumped up, his fists clenched. "I work all day long, and come home to a fatass wife who does nothing all day long! My dinner isn't even made yet! I WORK HARD, Kagome! I support us, and you do nothing! Lazy bitch, that's what you are!"
"I told you I would clean but we have a maid to do…" She was screaming at herself on the inside. 'Just SHUT UP!' her head yelled.
"YES! We have a maid, you know why Kagome? Because we're rich, most rich couples have maids to clean their house. She could cook too, but nooooo, you insisted that YOU cook. But is dinner made? NO!"
"I'm sorry, Naraku." Kagome's eyes started to overflow.
"You're sorry, you always are aren't you? Well I'm sick of the laziness Kagome. SICK OF IT!" he screamed.
Kagome moaned though her tears and waited for the blows and when they came she took them without response. When he finished beating her, he sighed and stood up. "Clean yourself up, we're going out."
"But I'm…" Kagome started but was silenced by a punch to the jaw.
"I said, clean yourself up." He walked away, but glanced back and muttered. "You disgust me." then left her there, bruised and battered on the floor. She slowly sat up and felt around her arms and face, she ached everywhere. Her eyes erupted and she sat back against their leather couch. "Why me?" she whispered.
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"KAGOME! GET DOWN HERE…NOW!" Naraku's voice echoed through the silent house. Kagome glanced at herself in the mirror and sighed. She had caked her face with foundation, so the bruises were barely visible. She sighed and made sure everything looked…normal, or Naraku would have an outburst. "I'm coming!" she yelled to him, and she practically flew down the stairs.
"You look beautiful, as expected." He took her hand and kissed it.
Kagome forced a smile and the two of them exited the house, hand in hand.
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