Disclaimer: I OWN INUYASHA!!!!!!!!! Ok ok a girl can dream cant she? and since I don't want to get sued I don't own Inuyasha ::cries:: and without further adoooo my story:
Summery
Kagome is being charged for the murder of her boyfriend. The problem is she doesn't remember ever having a one. In fact she has no recollection of the past 18 years of her life. Confined to a hospital bed and declared unfit to stand trial, Kagome begins to have nightmares about the day her boyfriend died. Her two best friends, Inuyasha and Sango are the only ones who believe her innocence and would do anything to help her... espcially when they find out her life is at stake. InuKag (maybe SanMir)
Sleepless Dreams Chap. 1 - Three weeks Notice
Dear Diary, 09/08/07
Even in the deepest corners of my imagination where all my morbid thoughts reside even there I couldn't have thought this up. Every morning when I open my eyes and realize that my nightmares are my reality it takes all my will power not to scream.
I'm known as Kagome here honestly I don't know if that's my real name but I like it well enough. I've been lying in this hospital bed for 3 weeks now and that's the only because I've been rendered unfit to stand trial.
Yes trial.
I am officially under house arrest because I killed my boyfriend.
Only I don't remember even having a boyfriend let alone killing him. As a matter of fact I don't remember anything at all.
Technically the day my "boyfriend" was murdered was the day my memories went out the window. So the only memories I have, are of this place (Brooklyn Memorial Hospital); not something that really makes me feel all nostalgic.
Basically all I know about who I was is what they tell me. According to the oh so cheerful staff my name is Kagome Pierce, I was supposed to be attending NYU this semester but for obvious reasons … I'm not.
I'm 5'6 with black hair and blue eyes and was well liked by my peers (I'm have a hard time believing that though, I mean how many killers are you friends with?).
Considering the fact that I'm "loved" by all you sure as hell can't tell by walking in my room.
Where are all the stuffed animals and chocolates I ask you, where are the bouquets of flowers and the notes saying how much they miss me? Honestly I don't mean to sound snobby but other then a bed, a TV (which only gets 3 channels one I might add, one has my face plastered all over it. Most of you know this channel as the news...) a nightstand and that sickly yellow paint (which is supposed to cheer you up but when has seeing puke yellow ever cheered you up?) you'd want something else in your room too.
But seeing as I am a wanted criminal I doubt I'm going to be seeing anything other then the inside of this hospital room.
At least my visits are at an all time high this week, clocking in at a grand total of two. One from my parents, and the other from my two best friends - Sango Bronwen and Inuyasha Brighton. They are the only two people on this god forsaken plant who think I'm innocent, that's right even my parents think I'm guilty, makes me feel all tingly inside knowing my own family doesn't trust me.
Well things could be worse, I could be dead or in jail but I'm in a hospital with no recollection of the past 18 years and wanted for murder.
Ok fine I lied, there is very little that could make this worse I mean think about it. The first thing you remember when you get up in the morning is – you're a wanted murderer ummm not something a typical 18 year old wakes up to. I apparently was one of the lucky chosen few to be graced with such thoughts each time I open my eyes. JOY!
I'll make an attempt at being an optimist, although I never bought into the entire hug a tree bull shit they spew. That and the fact that for them the glass is always half full and never half empty. I mean you got to be negative in your life at least once; I think all that smiling would hurt my face and I happen to know for a fact not many guys are attracted to girls whose face has a smile permanently frozen to their face.
Not that I'll have many boyfriends; Hell I'm already wanted for killing one.
Hi my names Kagome. I'm wanted for killing my boyfriend even though I can't remember doing it but don't worry I'm sure I'm perfectly innocent, oh by the way wanna have coffee some time?
Think about how many dates I'd get with that great pick up line.
Sounds like something out of a bad horror movie.
Oh who am I kidding my life is a bad horror movie. Now before I got horribly (A/N couldn't resist sorry!) sidetracked I was making an attempt at being an optimist and rereading the sentences I previously wrote may I just say that I failed miserably?
What can I say I've been a pessimist for as long as I can remember (disregarding the fact that I've only been able to remember the past 3 weeks of course) Its not like I have so much to be happy about but as they say every gray cloud has a silver lining (unless you totally screwed well then your.. totally screwed.. I'm getting back to not being a pessimist now I swear)
Despite my interesting predicament (ok not interesting more like morbid) my best friends have stuck by me and one of them happens to be extremely hot with black hair and amethyst eyes so deep you're lost at first glance. He also happens to be unattached but apparently murderers don't get boyfriends. More later
Much love,
kAgOmE
A/N: oooo wouldya look at that I wrote a chapter::does a jig:: this is going to be one wicked story I can tell you all rite now and well yea I guess I sound full of myself but ive been planning it out for a year so its basically written review and ill get chapter 2 out ASAP kk? I love you all. Oh and as a side note Inuyasha isn't human in this story mwahhahahaha wut am I up to u ask???? REVIEW and find outttttttttttt