Perpendicular.
summary
it seemed like her life was going in one direction and so was mine
never crossing, never touching and i didn't expect anymore than that
i was the younger one always getting the short end of the stick
our parents loved her, gave her everything she wanted and hid me away from the world
and what did i get?
eighteen years of imprisonment, abuse and an arranged marriage
Prologue
She gazed out of her window that peered above the lush gardens of the backyard. Bushes cut the the shape of the numbers one and three, and children happily dancing around them. She watched the Ferris Wheel that was planted firmly onto the acre of land among all the other rides of roller coasters, carousels and stands of various foods that only the wealthy could purchase. The ground was warm and blooming with flowers. The richness of them still standing, flaunting the slow closing of the summer.
Wrapping her arms around herself, she longed to be down there. It was where all the fun remained, and she suppressed her want gazing out towards the Ferris Wheel in its glory.
Red, pink, light pink, white, purple. She tried to memorize the colors as they cycled back into the clouds. Red, pink, light pink, white, purple. She kept reciting to herself looking through the barricaded windows playing with her white locks.
It was her birthday today. She finally made her way into double digits once again and yet, celebrating another wonderful birthday locked up in the highest point of the mansion. She was looking down at a party that should have been HERS. All she could see was a giant pink float, coated in large cotton candy like fabric with gummy bears, liquorice and chocolate adorned on the edges of it traveling in the middle of the land. Large music roared at the bottom. She could see on the float a gorgeous brown haired girl missing her front bottom teeth with curled hair framing her face. Her fluffy purple dress looked so difficult to travel in and she was happy to wear such uncomfortable attire.
Looking back at the Ferris Wheel, in a red seat, she could see a dark haired boy sitting with a blonde. They waved at her and she averted her eyes quickly.
The bright haired girl staring from the darkened room held such discontent would surely scare them away and so she removed her eyes away from the window. She shivered at the cold, wishing so dearly she could be in the sun playing with the children, but she knew she was here for a reason. Imprisoned because she had been a bad child all her life. The servants had told her so.
She turned back to her violin, attempted to stroke the chords once more with the bow. She caressed the instrument under her chin and classical music began to flood the room. She thought of escaping again, but they had locked the door from the outside leaving her to stare at the four rouge colored walls and the musical notes in front of her. She tried to let the music entice her once again and again.
She felt goosebumps travel her arms when someone touched her ever so gently and a note faulted. Wincing, her white hair whipped around and she turned to look at the man, his salt and pepper hair cascading down her shoulders. Her silver eyes gazed into his brown ones stoically, but on the inside was bubbling with fear. She did not want to be touched, but he wanted to feel her once more. His nose brushed against her when their foreheads touched.
"I can make you a woman for your birthday. So much better than a party..." He mumbled sweetly into her neck. He led a trail of kisses to her cheek and onto her lips, kissing her slowly and rough. His fingers ran through her waist length hair.
"What...what about practice? Mother would be...upset if she had known I was not doing well, would she not...?" She breathe stepping away from him. Her back hit the edge of her mahogany dresser and her music box fell off breaking in half. She bit her tongue and tried to look away from him when he tried to touch her again.
He proceeded to come closer to her with his dark eyes capturing her when her cupped her chin delicately ignoring the broken glass on the floor.
She wanted to resist, and attempted to push him away. He watched pale skin crawl onto his trying to pry his fingers away from her hair and to push him away from making anymore marks on her skin. He was too strong, and everything made her feel desperate to get away.
"P-please Genkei. Why? W-why would you do this?" She began to susurrate against his chest when he brought her close once again.
Genkei thought for a moment when he felt her erratic heartbeat, he looked out towards the Ferris Wheel for a moment. Then he swiftly carried her onto the bed.
"I understand you completely." He spoke dryly before gazing into her silver eyes kissing her once more.
He would lie and tell them she hurt herself. Tell them that she wanted to see them and if they refused to try she would pinch and hit and fuss until she won. The maids believed it all, but had never seen her do it once. It was because HE was too close to her. She would cry out if she was not so afraid of the things he would do to her.
She stared into the velvet curtains of her canopy, feeling the white silk sheets run across her limbs. His touch was numbing, and she grew nonchalant too fight back.
"Good. Just relax Kaneru. You will feel good soon." He whispered in her ear. Her tears ran along their cheeks before he moved away.
All she wanted was a real happy birthday.
Song Inspiration;
Name- The Goo Goo Dolls.
Kaneru-chan: Alright so OHSHC doesn't belong to Sour but all original characters like me do :P
Sour-chama: You're very disappointing you know. Even if it's the truth it hurts damnit ):
So a couple of notes:
1) Yes the character in the summary is Kaneru
2) No this isn't really a dark fic except for some minor details like in this chapter- and the rating probably won't go up. I never understood the rating though cuz I'm sure there are teens with dirtier minds that adults xD it makes me laugh a little when I look at the chart.
3) Maybe I'll switch POV but expect stuff to be slow and antagonizing ;P everyone wants a good romance right? Well Rome wasn't built in a day.
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