Chained Heart 2
AI's POV
Six years have passed. Gaara became more and more powerful and I became more and more frail. Gaara made me witness all the terrible things he has done. When I tried to convince him otherwise he would slap me and threaten to kill me. My body was covered in bruises all the time. But there was one thing I could not understand. I did not hate him. I was afraid because I cared about this bastard that hit me and threatened me every day.
My father did not care. I shouldn't call him my father. He never thought about my happiness or what I wanted. I believe it was his plan for Gaara to treat me like this. I was Gaara's toy.
I was sitting in the bed in my room contemplating my life. I wanted to make Gaara a better person. I wanted him to care for me too. I wanted…I wanted him to see me more than a sister. Ever since I was 6 and our eyes met for the first time…I knew why my cheeks were red. Even though I was small at that time I liked Gaara in a different way. But how can I care about him when he keeps treating me worse than the dirt on his shoes?
I do not know why I feel this way…Gaara has done nothing more than to hurt me. The day Gaara turned 12 I found out him and his siblings were going to go to the Chunin exams. I was going to stay here since I chose not to be a ninja.
I heard steps. Someone was coming. I was a mass of red hair and I knew exactly who it was.
-We have to talk. Gaara said.
-Yes?
-You're coming with me to the Chunin exams.
-But why? I'm not a ninja.
-You thought you were going to get rid of me? You won't fight. You're my slave so you have to be there.
-Gaara, you know I don't want to get rid of you.
-Hmph. He scowled before turning his back to me and making steps towards the door.
I got up and walked towards him. He did not have his gourd on. I embraced him from behind.
-Gaara don't you ever say I want to get rid of you.
-Do you have a death wish? Let me go.
-I don't want to. I want you to believe me.
He forced his way out of my arms, turned around and grabbed me by the neck and slammed me on the wall.
-Listen here you bitch! You won't get to me. You won't trick me. You will not confuse me.
-Why should I confuse you? I belong to you, Gaara. I grabbed his shoulders and kissed him on the lips. This is the first time we kissed. My first kiss.
Gaara dropped his hand and I kissed him deeper. I held him by the neck tenderly and snaked one of my hands into his red hair.
Suddenly he pushed me and slapped me hard.
-You stupid slut! What was that?!
My lip was bleeding. –Gaara…I want to be more than your sister…
-I never saw you as my sister in the first place! But what was that disgusting thing?
-Disgusting? It was a kiss. And if you want to know what it is you have to look in a dictionary because I won't explain it to you. Gaara I'm trying to make you trust me. I have been faithful to you for 6 years. Everything you told me to do I did. All I want from you in exchange is to trust me.
He slapped me again. –Who told you I owe you anything? You are my slave. I do whatever I want to you.
He slapped me so hard I fell down. I was holding my cheek and looked at him.
-That look in your eyes…How can I trust you when you are afraid of me?
I got up and slapped him. –I am not scared of you, you idiot! I ran out the door. Not because I was afraid of what was going to happen to me, but because I wanted to vent. I wanted to cry my heart out because this man looked like he was incapable of feeling any emotion. And I will admit. I love him. I love him so much and it hurts because he does not even try to let me show him how far I would go for him.
GAARA's POV
What did she do just now? She slapped me? No one dared to do that.
She was right…all these six years she has been by my side and she never complained of anything. I treat her so badly…but this is only because I do not want to be hurt again.
Back then, when I was 6 and I first saw her…she was the first person who did not look at me without hate in her eyes. She intrigued me. I felt like I could trust her but…in reality I was just afraid…afraid she will betray me. If she betrays me I will have to kill her. She only has one chance. She did nothing in these 6 years to prove me otherwise.
She has also been strange these past few weeks. She blushes more than usual. She is very shy.
But deep within me I know she hates me and is afraid of me and I will continue to treat her like she deserves.
We used to sleep together, but father insisted she should sleep on her own from when I was 10 years old, but he never explained to me why.
I should better go after her. I left the room.
What was all that all about with her wanting to me something more than my sister? This was so confusing to me…I didn't have who to ask.
I found her in the garden. This was her spot. It wasn't much of a garden since it did not have any flowers or grass. There were only sand and cactuses. She was shaking and crying. Why was she crying all about?
AI's POV
Stupid Gaara! He will never understand how much I care about him? Why the fuck do I even feel this way? He does not me thinking that way about him…but why he is this way…is not his fault. I saw him before…he was so scared, so confused and lost. I want that Gaara. That is the real him.
The Gaara that wants to be accepted. What happened to him? He never told me anything.
I heard steps. Someone was coming.
I looked back. Of course it was Gaara. Who else could it be? He was going to hurt me. I knew it.
-Get up.
I flinched.
-I said get the fuck up!
He shoved my head. I did as he said.
-Come here.
I turned around and walked towards him. Before I made two steps he slapped me hard.
-Why did you slap me, slut?
I was shaking.
-SPEAK YOU FOOL!
-BECAUSE I COULD! I yelled back.
He looked shocked.
-Pathetic. He grabbed me by the hair and dragged me to my room where he shoved me inside.
-You will stay here for three days with no water or food. See you in three days.
I was shocked. He never did this to me before.
-This will teach you how to respect me since you haven't learned that in six years.
He slammed the door.
I threw myself on the bed feeling incredibly hurt and naïve. Maybe I should just…give up these feelings…and just…forget about him…
I slept for all those three days. I would often wake up and feel my mouth dry or I would wake up because I felt hungry or cold.
The time has come and he came for me and I was woken up by the door suddenly opening. I looked panicked at the door. Then I saw him. It was him. It always was him. I saw him looking at me differently. He was looking at my body. He was coming closer.
I haven't washed and I kind of smelt bad. I was wearing my nightgown.
-Your body has changed since you were six…
So? This is weird…
I nodded.
-Go take a bath. Your punishment is over.
I sighed in relief. Finally.
I got up and I felt like I was being watched. After I showered and perfumed I rolled a towel around my frame and got out.
I jumped a little. Gaara was still there.
-What are you doing here?
-I do what I want.
-Can you just leave so I can change?
-No.
-Well…I won't change if you don't leave.
He just stood there before he tossed a book on the bed.
-I want to do this so you don't have to get dressed.
What was he talking about? I looked at the book and the cover. 'Love art.' And there was a picture of a couple doing the deed.
-Where do you have that from?
-I found it.
-Where did you find it?
-Enough small talk.
He took a step towards me. No. I wasn't ready. He does not know how to love. He does not know what love is. He's going to be brutal. Some pictures and descriptions do not help too much if you do not FEEL. It's all mechanical…No. I took a step back. I was not ready. I will not let him. I ran to the bathroom but he already blocked the door with his sand. I looked at him. He was walking towards me. I looked at the door. He blocked that door too. No.
-G-Gaara I'm your sister.
-No you're not. I don't even see Temari as my sister.
-Please, you can't-
-You belong to me. You have to. If you don't want to that does not matter to me.
-Please, can't we do it some other time?
-No.
-Please Gaara, you don't love me…I don't…love you…
-It doesn't matter. I'm curious. That's all.
-You're nothing but a big fool! He slapped me.
-Shut up. He hooked his hands on my towel and pulled on it revealing my body to him. I felt extremely insecure. He pushed me on the bed and hovered over me. He bit on my neck. I couldn't even fight him…I was too weak because I haven't eaten and drunk water in so much time. Maybe he planned this a long time ago…
He groped my breasts and applied huge pressure on them, squeezing them very hard. I yelped in pain. That only seemed to turn him on more. I had my head on a side. I could not look at him. I cried softly. I did not want my first time to be like this. I wanted to be caressed not slapped, kissed and not bitten and bruised. He descended to my stomach and then to my most private area. He was so harsh with me…I tried to close my legs. He suddenly grabbed me by the neck and looked at me with his usual scowl.
-If you know what's best for you, you won't try that again.
He went back to business. Before I knew what was happening I heard a zipper. He really was going to…No.
-NO! Please don't do it. With the little strength I had I tried to push him away but failed miserably.
-Shut the fuck up! He got in between my legs and I felt something hard at my entrance. NO.
I slapped him. He grabbed my hands and held them above my head.
-For that I will show you no mercy. You asked for it.
Then he immediately plunged in. I was feeling this burning sensation between my legs. I was being broken in two. He immediately moved fast and hard. I heard him gasping in pleasure above me. I had my mouth covered and I couldn't even yell in pain. I was crying very hard by now, harder than I ever cried. He was just using me. That thought never left my mind. He was thrusting even faster if that was even possible and I was beginning to feel a little of this guilty pleasure. I was not happy with it though…I did not want sex in the least…I wanted love…pure, kind, beautiful love.
With a final grunt he came inside me. I could tell by the warm feeling that was in my womb. I could get pregnant. He got out of me and looked at what he has done. I looked at him with the corner of my eye. He looked so proud of what he accomplished. I wanted to rip that smirk off his face.
-You bled quite a lot. He leaned in and began liking the blood from my lower region. It was rather soothing…he wasn't so rough for a change…I found pleasure in this and I found my release.
-You liked that you little bitch? We will definitely to it again. I enjoyed this. It's almost like killing.
He got off the bed and went for the shower.
What an irresponsible kid…
Has anyone given him the talk? I'll have a word with Temari later.
Ten minutes later I tried to stand and get off my feet. It hurt like hell. I wanted to get up and take a shower after Gaara was gone. I looked between my legs. Our juices and blood were matted on my sheets.
I felt so empty…like I did not matter…That was the only thing that I had…My virginity…I was now a morsel for this…immature child. He was still a child. Lost and confused…
I tried to get up and got a burning sensation between my legs. I sat down almost immediately. Everyone will notice…I have to do something.
I heard the bathroom door open. Gaara came out naked. He saw me on the bed.
-Get up.
I gulped.
-I said get up!
I got up with a little difficulty and I still felt pain.
-It hurts doesn't it?
-Y-yes…
-I thought so. He laughed a little.
I sighed.
-That's what that book said.
He walked towards me. I didn't know what to do…If he would do that again to me I will die from blood loss…Seriously. The amount of blood that was on the bed was not modest.
He took me bridal style and brought me in the bathroom.
-Where are you taking me?
He didn't say anything. He just put me in the tub. It was filled with warm water and my muscles began relaxing. I looked at him and I noticed that my eyes view was near to his package. It was hard looking him in the eye. He was…wow…No wonder I bled so much…I looked to the side.
-Thank you. This feels nice.
-The book said a bath would be nice after that. It said you will be sore for a while. This is your reward for making me enjoy it.
With that he turned to leave.
-Wait, Gaara…
He stopped.
-What? He said in a cold matter.
-Can you come over here?
He turned around and came closer.
-Come here. I gestured him to come closer to my face.
Out of nowhere I grabbed the back of his head and kissed him on the lips with passion. There was no denying it. I loved this man. Yes, he was cold, ruthless, evil, unemotional, a jerk but one thing I knew for certain. He could still be saved. I felt the good in his heart with this gesture. He liked seeing people suffer…and he made me this bath knowing what we did has caused me discomfort and he could have left me there to suffer in that bed. But he didn't. Beneath all this ice, he was human, a beautiful man. He just needed some help…I released his lips gently. I was waiting for a slap. It never came. He looked at me with wide eyes, got up and left.
Yes…I will continue to care for him, love him, because there is still hope. He will be alright…
I was left in silence to enjoy my bath.