Burn
Chapter One: Up The Basement Stairs
Disclaimer: I own only Kita (19)
Summary..thingy: DemXKii (lemon?) idk...anyways...yeahhhh...
She shook and whimpered with fear. Was this the end? Her white hair was now scorched and dried with blood. Would this be it? She could feel herself fading away by this point. Didn't a nobody always end this way? Or do they?...
Up The Basement Stairs
My eyes, black and empty, grew darker as I lay on the floor. Empty. That's what I was. Empty. Afraid. Alone. No one had heard me scream. He made sure of that. He whipped me regularly, and then he finally had enough. This time, he wanted me dead. He left, thinking I was dying. That I had died. But I wasn't. Burned. Bleeding. Whimpering. Lost. Lost in the sense that I had nothing. Nothing left. I had lost myself within the nothing. The dark dark black of nothing.
I stayed put. Shaking and whimpering; I tried to pull myself together. "...no one can hear me..." I whispered; thinking out loud. I pulled my sleeves down over my hands, and I tried getting up. I was mainly numb but there was excruciating pain in m legs, back, and stomache. The burns there would probly leave scars. Ugly, terrifying scars. Finding the door, I ran up the stairs, coming up to the white halls. But, it was dark. Dark. Black. The nothing. It was probly late at night; and i could tell. Everyone was alseep.
I walked down the hall, passing room after room. One. Two. Three. I passed room eight. Should I say something? Tell him? I shook my head; deciding to say nothing. Not to tell him a thing. I passed more rooms. Ten. Eleven. Twelve. My brothers room; thirteen. And then Komari's room, fourteen. I opened my door, number fifteen. I needed sleep. I needed rest. I didn't even bother turning the lights on. I didn't give a shit. I took of my sweatshirt, and just wore my cami and jeans to bed. I curled up under the black covers; but then it seemed a little too warm. I moved my hand overa little bit. I felt a heartbeat underneath my hand. Warm. Soothing. Calming. Calming me down. I felt his hand on the nape of my neck, and the other on my waist. I blushed slightly, knowing who it was. "Kita." he said. I didn't answer.
He turned my head; catching my chin. I closed my eyes. His lips on my ear, he whispered. "Kita. Where were you?" There was a silence. "I..." He put his lips against mine, and he wouldn't let go. "Please." he said, when we both gasped for breath. I saw him looking into my eyes. Searching. Looking for answers. "...don't be scared..." I muttered finally. He looked up. "Promise me." He nodded. I lifted the hem on my cami; took his hand, and placed it on my side. On the burns. MY burns. His eyes grew wide. "What happened?!" he whispered, a little too loudly.
"Xemnas." I said. His name was an answer within itself. "...Kita..." I know what he wanted. He wanted to know exactly what he had done to me. But i was afraid. What if Xemnas found out that I was still alive? I didn't want him to after all this. I didnt want him to get hurt. I couldnt let him hurt him! I shuddered at the thought. "...Demyx..." I paused "...he whipped me again. But...then he..." I looked down "Then he what?" said Demyx. "...he poured lighting fluid on me. He lit a match..." He stared. "He lit you on fire!?" he yelled. I covered his mouth with my hand. "Shhh!" I stared at him grimly. "He think that I'm dead! If he finds out that I'm alive..and that I told you what happened. What he did. Then we're both screwed Dem!" He just held me tightly. He knew. Oh, he knew. He knew it all.
So...should I continue? Just press the purple button..and you'll just have to wait and see ;P