Inside Out

Chapter 1

My mother had left. She's been threatening to leave for a while now and she finally did. This didn't faze me. I knew she would leave. She wasn't the nicest parent in the world either. She was actually sometimes abusive. She didn't just pack up and go though. She left us a note. A long, deep, powerful note:

I've left. FOR GOOD! You can keep the daughter.

I am, "the daughter." She wrote that as if I were some kind of pet. My father was all I had left and mom took the money with her. Not all of it, but most. We had a home…that we would have to give up shortly…and we have each other.

That night…

We were sitting at our dining table. Our house's Kitchen and casual dining room was all one big room that lead one way to the family room and the other way to the foyer. Between sips of soup we shared our ideas. How we were going to pay for food and clothing? I was already 17- out of high school, so we didn't need to pay for tuition.

"You should get a job, one preferably with a good paycheck." Dad suddenly stated.

"I know." I answered

"Start looking tomorrow, it's late."

"Okay…Dad?"

"Yeah?"

"Are you sad that Mom's gone?"

"Of course. Your Mother and I…we were close. I loved her."

With knowing that, I went to my room and began to dream, one of my favorites- Marrying Sora, the love of my life.

The next day…

I got out of bed and moved to the kitchen almost tripping down the stairs over books that were stacked high.

"Tami! Get your breakfast!" Dad called to me as I entered the room.

"Right here Dad."

"Good. I got some big news today."

We sat down at the coffee table, a tired look on me, but an oddly happy one on my Dad's.

"I've got an answer to our money problem!" Dad said, excited.

"Does it include work?"

"Nope!"

"Then I'm all for it."

"Okay LONG pause your going to get married!"

I sat there, my face slowly becoming known to what he was saying, "YOU'VE ARRANGED A MARRIAGE FOR ME! WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING!"

"Now calm down…I know this will come as a shock…" My dad stuttered, tears coming to his eyes.

"WHO IS IT!" I shrieked.

"That famous guy, Xemnas." My dad said, hoping it would cheer me up.

I was killed inside. How could he match me with Xemnas? At first I was too startled to speak and I didn't want to upset Dad, as if I hadn't already done enough damage, so I just left the room with a bewildered look upon my face, toward the front door. Then I started running. As I exited, I saw a glimpse of a face right outside our door. I ignored it and ran past it and into the free open spaces. Our house was somewhat small and, inviting trees that always seemed to smile at you, now looked at me in pity. I didn't know where I was running, but I couldn't care less. All I knew was that I was getting married to Xemnas, and I was running.

After all the running…

I had finally come back from running and I was ready for a nap, but I knew I would never be able to sleep…all I would picture was this awful face grinning at me, and right then and there I knew he would! I walked in the door expecting my Dad to be completely worried and give me the, "Do you have any idea what time it is?" speech, but instead of being trampled by words of an over-protective parent I heard laughter coming from the family room.

I turned the corner and there, in my home, was a black-cloaked man, his silver long hair cascading down onto his shoulders. It was Xemnas.

"How long has he been here?" I asked, accusing him of being here all night- the pervert.

"He came in when you ran out, he was right at the door about to knock." Dad answered.

"Well tell him to leave."

"He has to pick something up." Xemnas replied smoothly, his voice ringing through the halls of the house.

"And what would that be?" I asked, afraid of the answer being…

"You." With that he flung forward and picked me up as if we had already gotten married, but that is still to come.