Author Note: Hello there, I'm a long time lurker but a first-time author here, I know many of you will neglect to read this, or not care, or whatever…..BUT I would appreciate some feedback (like everyone else on this site) on what you think. I'm sure you're wondering, "Well, mwacha, where is the yu yu hakusho gang?!" to which I will tell you: sorry! I know you all love having (or at least many, including myself) the yu yu hakusho group in the first chapter, but I feel that it's important to provide at least some background (if not quite a bit of background) story of my character, Serenity.
TL;DR Just please review, tell me what you like, what you didn't like, what I could work on, what you want to see more of. Sorry, the love interest character isn't in yet. I'm working on it!
EDITS: Past tense now and small edits to scenes.
Onwards with the chapter!
"Listen, this is the third time this week that I have been unsatisfied with your customer service. You keep selling me horrible merchandise and I want a reimbursement. FULL, this time, idiot" says a high-pitched nasally female voice belonging to a middle-aged woman with gray roots and horrible moles everywhere on her face. She smelled of smoke and had a cough to prove her suspected habit. Serenity was gaping at the moles, much like a popular spy-spoof movie wondering if the woman should be at the doctor's right now to get the things removed.
The nasty woman began to huff which caused Serenity to choke down the urge to vomit profusely over the wilted looking woman, and struggled to keep her professional smile as the woman verbally abused her.
It's only a few more days and then I can finally quit this hell hole and leave! She told herself.
The mere thought of finally being able to move away from everything that haunted her gave her smile a tinge of near-manic glee. If only the woman in front of her knew how much her perfume offended her sensitive nose, how the smoke lingering on the lady's breath made her gag, and how her voice positively made the paint on the walls peel.
With the last thought in her mind, Serenity was positively baring her teeth with how much force she tried to keep her laughter in.
"Are you even listening to me!? HELLO?!" screeched the offending woman and slammed her ham-like fists down upon the counter.
Oh hell no. Did she just slam her ham-hock-fist onto my counter? she thought
Serenity blinked to contain her anger and resisted a roll of her green-blue eyes. Serenity looked at the woman and smiled with the flames of hell burning in her eyes, promising a severe punishment if the old lady were to speak out again.
Taken aback at the younger girl's hostility, the woman took a step back and quieted down before Serenity took a breath and said,
"You know something, Mrs. Fuckwit? I have had it up to HERE" she illustrates by holding her hand at eye level and continues, "with people like you who keep pushing us customer service workers around. All you do is come in and blame us for your mistakes. You're positively ugly inside and out. You smell of cheap whore perfume and cigarettes." The two-toned woman took a breath after she stated her scathing review of the woman in a sickeningly sweet tone. She grinned again and bared her teeth to better show her irritation. Her Caribbean blue eyes with veins of gold are reflecting off the overhead lights in repressed anger.
"So, fuck it, I quit, I'm not doing this anymore! I don't care if I have another two days before I leave, but I can't stand you or the others like you! Goodbye, Miss wannabe Nanny character, I am OUT. O-U-T!" Serenity finally declared while she slammed her name tag and her hands on the table.
"ExCUSE ME!?" screeched the lady across the table. Her indignant look turned into rage and she reached across the counter to choke Serenity. Her eyes bulged with unhidden rage. Her hammy fingers that reached for Serenity's neck seemed to extend.
Was that an illusion?
Serenity was again baring her teeth in an angry grin as she dodged out of the woman's way The woman's hands barely reached her before Serenity was out of her range. "Have a good day, ma'am" she chirped condescendingly at the irate woman across the cash register.
"I'll fucking kill you, stupid bitch! How dare you speak to me that way! I will fucking rip your head off!" the woman screeched as she's carried away and out of the store.
Serenity was waving at her to annoy the woman further when she saw the manager run towards her with a furious look on his face.
Fuck it. She was gone. She quit.
She sighed as she rubbed her eyes with one hand and slowly dragged said hand down her face with weary motion. When she looked back at her hand there was red running in a dark smear across the inside of her hand. Serenity's eyes widened in shock and she rushed to the bathroom to look in the mirror.
Instead of something simple like a small scratch that bled easily, she sees the "little" present from the lady: three marks running down her face from the middle of her cheek to under her chin. How come she didn't feel the lady's claw-like nails get into her?
"I knew she nicked me but I didn't think it was that serious…." She said in wonder as she stared into the wound.
Hopefully, with time and careful attention, it won't scar.
Pouting and mourning the loss of her unmarred skin, Serenity ran some water and cleaned her wound.
"Fuck. Man, I am so glad I'm leaving." She said with a heavy sigh.
What was up with that lady?
It was like she couldn't handle being ignored, and it wasn't like her nails looked that sharp...or were they?
She shook her head to free herself from the memory and grabbed her belongings before Serenity set out of the hell-job. Gleefully, she gave the finger while she paraded out. She tried to regally exit the store, but with her hands full of all her personal items and her clumsy nature, she was reunited with gravity.
Gravity, of course, was not feeling generous and decided she should drop all her belongings and trip over said items.
"AH FUCK!" she screamed as she fell to the ground. She closed her eyes as she heard the crazed woman in the background being dragged away to the back of the store while the employees waited for police.
But nothing happened.
As she opened her eyes, she looked up to see lime green eyes and a mane of gold staring back in mock concern.
"Oh, Serenity, there you are. I've been looking for you. What happened to your cheek?" the young man crooned as he looked at her.
Flinching as he went to caress her cheek in a loving embrace, the naturally red-haired woman stood up quickly and looked at the man in a guarded fashion.
"Hey, Rick. It's been a few weeks since I last saw you. Where have you been?" she asked while averting her eyes towards the ground.
The man smirked, barely hiding evil intentions.
"You don't need to worry about that, babe. Let's head back to my place since you seem to have…disappeared for a while. I went by your old place and the landlady said you no longer lived there. I wonder why that is?" he says feigning ignorance.
Serenity's eyes dart back and forth looking unconsciously for an exit plan. Before she could find a successful reason to leave, she looks up and is met with Rick's hands taking her stuff and walking her to his Mustang car.
"I always hated this car," she muttered darkly.
"Did you say something, babe?" was the barely contained icy response.
"Nothing." She said meekly.
He opened the door for her and shoved her into the passenger seat all the while giving the illusion to the public that he was being chivalrous to her.
Oh shit, he's mad. Serenity thought to herself. All she could do was sit quietly while looking for some way to escape again. As she's looked around the parking lot she saw the crazed customer from earlier staring her down. She made a cutting of the throat motion while keeping eye contact.
What the hell was wrong with this woman?!
Rick started the car and they sped away, all the while the woman from before was glaring daggers through the window of the store.
Before Serenity knew it they had arrived at a large expensive looking apartment complex. Where had the time gone?
Rick exited the car and grabbed her arm firmly.
"Ouch, you're hurting me!" she yelped as she feels his hand twist her arm painful.
He mocks her with a prissy tone, "You're hurting me! Shut up get in the house." he said before he shoved her into the apartment.
"So you thought you could avoid me forever, huh? Thought moving would get rid of me?" the golden-headed man said with his voice as harsh as a winter storm.
"I didn—"
"Shut your whore mouth right now." He hissed in a quiet voice.
"But I jus—"
"I SAID SHUT YOUR WHORE MOUTH!" he roared as he slammed his fist into her injured cheek, which sent her sprawling.
"You know I don't like to be talked over, pet. Don't make me chain you," he chided as if he were disciplining a child.
Serenity whimpered as she held her injured cheek. He didn't have to hit so damn hard.
"Good. Now. Make me some dinner." He said with a menacing tone.
Serenity glared daggers at the floor before she got up, she looked like she was about to make a retort but thought better on it before she walked to the kitchen of the high-end apartment.
Make him dinner? She'd rather choke on shards of cut up cd's.
She knew he'd make her eat them too if she didn't do as he said. She sighed while she began to cook him a meal.
Rick was a man she had met at the bar a couple months ago. She had thought him nice enough and decided a one night fling was what she needed that night. So, she went home with the man and had a wonderful time.
But then he started getting clingy, he kept asking where she was. He would call her and text her during work hours, and he'd show up everywhere, including her old apartment. She didn't even tell him where she lived before.
She let it go thinking she had previously told him, or that he had seen it on her profile somewhere, but then he started getting violent with her.
At first, he only shook her, grabbed her too harshly, but then it escalated to getting choked, hit, and assault. It was near impossible to hide all the burns, scars, and bruises from her coworkers and classmates. Thank God for makeup.
She stared at the ingredients in his home, hoping to find something to poison that damnable man. Unfortunately, he had no such thing at her disposal so she would have to hold onto hope that he wouldn't touch her anymore that night instead. She chopped up some vegetables and took meat out of the fridge to make a simple stir-fry.
While she was putting the meat into the pan with the veggies she felt arms wrap around her and lock her in place.
There was a breath as the man sniffed in her scent and held her from behind.
"You smell good." He said.
Since he was so close she could smell the alcohol on his breath.
Of course, he had been drinking.
His hands slipped lower and lower, slowly stopping above her breasts. She shivered from fear, but she was sure he took it as excitement.
"It's been so long. I've missed you." He slurred out as he started to firmly grip her breasts.
Wincing, Serenity remained silent from fear of being hurt or him to suddenly decide to try to sexually assault her again.
He spun her around and forced her to face him. He kissed her with a ferocity and tasted of pure alcohol.
Resisting the urge to gag, Serenity stood still and refused to give in to his advances.
She heard the soft sound of unzipping and the clank of pants being dropped to the tiled floor.
Her anxiety went through the roof. Would he really try something right now?
He grabbed her by the hair and held her head back as he started to assault her neck with painful bites and sucked on her neck, no doubt he thought he was seducing her.
Tears started falling and she struggled to get him off her.
She screamed but was hit in the face and silenced by a hand choking her.
He turned her around and ripped off her pants and leaned her against the counter.
"You fucking whore, I'll fuck you any way I want. You're MINE you hear me? MINE. You'll never escape me, not even death will release you from my grip." He seethed as he started pumping himself and moaned. Still, with a hand on her, he bent her over and shoved her against the countertop so she couldn't move.
She struggled to scream even though she knew she couldn't escape. Why didn't she just scream and call the police when she had the chance?
He forced her legs apart and shoved a finger inside her as she cried out in agony.
He kicked her in the back of the legs and she lost her balance, which forced her onto his impaling hand again. He fingered her harsh and she could feel a wrong wet feeling between her legs. She must have been bleeding from his assault.
"STOP! LEAVE ME ALONE! GET OFF ME YOU RAPIST! YOU FUCKING RAPIST! ROT IN HELL!" she screamed as he continued his onslaught.
All he did was punch her in the head and she falls down, her head bounced off the cabinets above the counter and onto the countertop.
Dazed, she struggled to find anything at her disposal to stop the man from what he was doing to her.
He turned her around swiftly again and started to choke her as he placed his throbbing member at her entrance.
She was sobbing and struggled to keep him away from her bleeding opening. She started to see stars from him choking her.
"I'm gonna rape you and you're never going to leave here. Not alive at least. Hell, maybe I'll be generous and let you birth me some bastard kids" He smirked as he yanked her hair with one hand and thrust into her.
She screamed and sobbed as she grabbed the closest thing with a handle next to her and hit him with it.
There was a sound of slicing and gurgles as he fell out of her and onto the floor.
She was crying as she sat up and looked at what was in her hand.
It was the kitchen knife she used to cut up vegetables. And it was sticking out of his stomach.
The man Rick was lying on his side, as he slowly bled onto the linoleum-tiled floor.
"Shit…Shit Shit SHIT SHIT!" she repeated from softly to progressive loudness. She was finally done with this man but the end result was not what she wanted.
Was he dead? Would he die? Should she call the police? If he died, how do you even dispose of a body?
She heard his groan on the floor.
Feeling as though she were on an emotional rollercoaster (happy to horrified), she stared down at him.
How could he do all those things to her and get away with it?
She seethed with rage, picked herself off the counter, and grabbed the knife out of his stomach. Her manic eyes pierced down at him as she slowly raised the knife above her head.
He screamed in pain from having the metal object removed from his abdomen.
He looked up at her with a scared expression, "Why?" he whispered as he clutched his stomach in pain again. There was a slow river of red coming out of a hole in his shirt where she stabbed him.
"Fuck you," she said before she slammed the knife down.
Her eyes flashed with rage as she pinned him to the floor by his leg. She stabbed him in the leg and squatted down to his level as he was writhing in pain and screamed it to the world. She ignored his howls of rage as she grabbed him by the back of the head and forced him to look into her eyes,
"If you try to find me, if you even so much as ask where I've gone, I will come back and finish what I've started. You fucking asshole, if I find out you've done something like this to others, I'll chop off your dick and feed it to you. How about that, BABE?" she snarled at him.
He whimpered and all he could do was stare into her eyes and plead for his life.
He was crying and whimpering, but that didn't stop Serenity from what she saw as well, pure rage at being bested by his prey.
Thankfully for him, he kept his mouth shut, no doubt he knew she would finish what she started if he had any complaints.
"That's what I thought, you piece of trash." She said before she stood up and kicked him in the head. His eyes rolled up into the back of his head and he went limp on the floor.
She grabbed the keys to his car and walked out the door.
It was going to be a long night.
Only a few more days until she could leave this dick in the dust.