Recap of Chapter 3:
Laying back on my bed, I removed my hoodie, shoes, and pants.
I slipped on some shorts and didn't bother with a shirt.
I laid my head down, got under the covers and drifted into slumber almost immediately.
I just wanted to sleep.
Continue with the story
He told me this was going to be the last time; that he wasn't going to touch me again. It hurts every time he does it. There's a lady who comes over to do my make-up. I never really liked it, but if I tried to resist, he would get angrier. He's very scary when he gets angry. We hear the front door slam. We listen as keys are thrown on the counter. Suddenly, he burst through the bathroom door. Pushing the woman out of the way, he drags me into the bedroom and throws me on the bed. The lady runs in, yelling that I'm thirteen and that he promised to be gentle this last time. He pulls out a knife and slices her thigh. "Shut the hell up", he turns; shoving the knife into my left side, "this bitch is going to make this good for me". I screamed to the top of my lungs. I squirmed; kicking and punching his legs while he tears my clothes and pulls his pants down. It hurts. Damn, it hurts so badly. Stop…GODS PLEASE STOP!
I jolt up in my bed. I feel like my vision is blurred, but I could see him. It was him. He was still on top of me. He found me again. Even though he's dead, he continues to torture me from the grave. I panicked and screamed. I was struggling to push him off, but he was insanely strong; stronger than he was before. He started to choke me. My mind was yelling at me to use my boxing skills; telling me I could fight him now, but my body wouldn't listen. I couldn't help but feel like that helpless little girl I was before when he first started this. I knew I could take him, but I also couldn't bring myself to fight back other than squirm underneath him. I gasped for air and used it to let out another shriek of terror.
"PLEASE! PLEASE, I'M BEGGING YOU! YOU SAID YOU'LL STOP! HELP ME!"
Suddenly, this man burst into my room. He's in all red and grips my shoulders. "Snap out of it, Janikkia, right now"!
How does he know my name? Why is he even here? More importantly, why does he have two dog ears on his head? I finally fall out of whatever illusion I was in and look around. I'm in my room in the house that Sarah brought to hide us. In front of me, I meet these two amazing golden eyes and shiny white hair. The owner of them is very handsome as well. He has fangs…wait humans don't have fangs. Oh lord, what universe am I in now? I didn't have a chance to ask. Sarah ran in, followed by two girls and another guy. Thank the gods they were human; or at least they appeared to be from a distance. The dog-man sat at the edge of my bed and gave Sarah space to come check on me.
"Oh, Nikki, are you alright"?
"I'm fine; I just had a bad dream that…"
"Continued even after you woke up", that was a man's voice; the dog-man's.
I nodded and looked around my room. It was normal; or as normal as it could be. The plain white walls were still blank. No posters, no pictures, nothing; how it was when I went to sleep. The cream carpet was here; my closet was still barely used except for a few pairs of jeans and two shirts. The nightstand was next to my bed accompanied by my lamp. Everything was the same; only one tiny little difference. There four new people in my room and one had freaking DOGS EARS! I glanced at Sarah, but she was talking to one of the girls and the other guy. They seemed human enough. The girl had long hair put into a high ponytail. She had pink eye shadow and was dressed in some weird battle clothing with pink lining on it. There was a sword at her side and what I think was the world's largest boomerang strapped to her back. The guy next to her had a little ponytail and was wearing a dress, I think. It was purple and he held a tall gold stick in his hand with a circle and rings at the top. Some of that purple fabric was wrapped around his right hand with a bunch of beads. Ok, maybe they aren't so human after all.
"Is it okay if I take a look at that"?
My head turned sharply, seeing the other girl talking to me, "Huh"?
She smiled and I realized maybe she isn't human either since she has fangs as well, "Your arm, its bleeding".
I looked down to see she was right. My right arm was cut from my wrist to my elbow, "Oh, um yeah, I guess it's ok".
She giggled at me, "Ok, so your name's Nikki"? She tried to start small talk while she pulled a first-aid kit out of her oddly yellow bag.
I looked at her and nodded. "Actually, my name's Janikkia; Nikki is just a nickname Sarah calls me", I replied quietly.
"Oy, wench, speak up when someone's talking to you", the dog-man growled at me. "Sit, boy".
That's all the dog-lady said and the poor guy was being pulled to the ground by his necklace. Why buy such a dangerous piece of jewelry? "What did you do that for, Kagome", she shook her head and answered with, "Stop being so mean to her. She just woke up from a nightmare, is mysteriously injured, and has two half-demons, a demon slayer, and a monk in her room. Cut her some slack; you scaring her isn't going to make it easier for her to come with us". Whoa, what the hell are they talking about? I ain't going anywhere…I hope. And did she say half—.
"Demons", I looked up at both of them. She has dog ears, too, only their black like her hair. "Did you say demons"?
Sarah walked over to me and put her hands on my shoulders, "Nikki, sweetheart, there's something I need to explain to you". I looked at her like she was an idiot, "Really, 'sweetheart', I didn't notice". Sarah scowled; she doesn't like it when I mock her. I do it just to piss her off. The battle-girl and cross-dresser guy walked over too. They didn't have fangs or claws or a house pet's ears. Please, don't morph into something else. Please, be human; hell, I wouldn't mind if they did change into something, just stay human around me for now. Everyone was looking at everyone. Nobody talked for a long time and the silence was killing me. It was so uncomfortable and I been through some things as you may have figured out, so if I say it's uncomfortable, it's uncomfortable. The dog-lady finished wrapping my arm without uttering a word. The dog-man didn't dare open his mouth. Even, Sarah didn't make a peep; I almost forgot she was there until she rubbed my shoulders slowly. I'm about to lose it…yeah I'm really finna lose it…okay, I lost it.
"CAN SOMEONE OPEN THEIR MOUTH AND TELL ME WHAT THE HELL NEEDS TO BE TOLD TO ME RIGHT NOW"?
Sarah jumped at my outburst and, personally, I thought that was a good thing. Maybe, it would persuade her to tell me something. The guy in the dress was the one to explain though. "Well, first, I think we should introduce ourselves. My name is Miroku and this here is my wife, Sango", she gave a small wave and smile. Well, I guess he's not gay, but why is he wearing a dress? "The young woman who wrapped your arm is Kagome and that's her mate, Inuyasha". Okay, so two mated demons sitting in front of me on my bed and a married couple is standing beside it…WHY IS SARAH SO CALM? "Hi", I say quietly, "Why are y'all here"?
"To save you", Sango said, "You're in danger".
"I know that much. That's why we came here, but what exactly are these people planning to do".
Sarah talked finally, "You're someone different, Nikki, and they are coming to kill you".
"Who is 'they'"?
Sarah looked at Kagome who nodded for her to continue, "Your father was a man from the feudal era of Japan who was pulled into the modern day. He moved to the States to separate himself from the dangers that would follow him to the future. Your mother was a teacher who study the past of Japan. They met and fell in love; then your mom was pregnant. He um…went mad after you turned 10. That's when he started what he did to you. Months after your mother, Lena's, death, he got more and more furious with everything the world had to offer. He made deals with the wrong people; he led others for the wrong reasons. He became an insane leader of a gang of humans who were evil beyond compare".
"Now, they are coming to avenge their master; which requires killing you", Miroku finished up.
This was a whole lot to take in and, oddly enough, I believe every bit of it. It explains so much about what I've been feeling. Ever since we moved here, I felt drawn to this place.
"I know this is difficult to take in; you've only been here for a week and you just started school yesterday", Kagome said apologetically.
Wait…oh dammit I forgot about school. I jumped out of the bed and run to the bathroom. Forgetting my towel, I run right back in my room to the confused faces of its new inhabitants. I go to my closet to search for my towel, "I forgot all about school. Look, it's been real cool and all with the being from the past and dudes tryna kill me, but I just at least want to end this week before y'all have me going to different dimensions. Luckily, the school year started late and yesterday was Thursday". Inuyasha stood up and growled in what I'm guessing was frustration.
"You're not going to this 'school', ok. We just told you that you're in danger and all you can think about is school".
Kagome hit his arm, "Inuyasha leave her al—".
Before Kagome could finish, I was in front of the suddenly irritating man; having the most annoyed look on my face.
"Listen, you insensitive bastard, I don't even care about school. I don't wanna hear what those idiot teachers have to say. I can't stand the students there".
"So why the hell are you wanting to go so badly"?
"Because of all that stuff; as much as I would like to get outta this place, I want at least one day. One damn day where I can pretend everything is okay; that I didn't murder my father and get away jail free; that I'm not being chased by some revenge-wanting maniacs. One day to just have normal teenage problems like teachers and students".
Everyone, even Inuyasha, was staring at me with softened expressions. I rolled my eyes and finally found the towel lying on my bed. I headed to the door and stopped to say.
"Don't give me your sympathy. Give me your word that you will not interfere at school today".
Each one of them nodded, Inuyasha later than everyone else, but he still nodded. Satisfied, I hit the shower. I was dressed and ready to go. Turns out a half dog demon is way better than the bus. I got to school with five minutes till the tardy bell rings. I waved to Inuyasha, who grunted in response, and made my way to class. Unfortunately, I had History first period. After learning what I just did about my family, I really feel like an immigrant now. I walked into the classroom and quickly took my seat in the back by the windows. Tiffney came charging full blown and basically fell into the seat in front of me.
"OMG! OMG! YOU BEAT THE CRAP OUT OF KYMBERLIN AND WALKED AWAY LIKE A BOSS"!
I shushed her, "Well, I actually ran away like a teenage girl trying not to piss her aunt off".
"Whatever, she was still shock; everybody was. I can't believe you banked that shot. You didn't even hesitate to shoot, like to get in perfect position; you just shot. It was incredible".
"It's not even that serious. She said we had a game to finish, so I finished it; that's all".
"Oh, playing modest to humble yourself; I got you, girl", she exaggerated a wink and I couldn't stop myself before I smacked my hand against my forehead. Idiocy...she seems full of that. Just then, Ms. Queen Bee walked in with her puppets following. She stopped at the front of the classroom and looked around. I thought she was looking for me, so I slouched a little in my seat. I ain't scared of her; I just really don't feel like having to talk to her. Drama-free here. Anyways, she wasn't searching the room for me, "Hey, Tiffney, what is she looking for"?
Tiffney glanced at her, "Her entrance applause".
"Her what, now"?
"Every Friday, from freshmen to now junior year, Kymberlin is clapped for when she walks in a room".
I sat up straight, completely confused, "And why is that"?
Tiffney turned a 180⁰, "Before it was because she would help out a lot. Before they took it away, we had Friday morning announcements when everyone was in class. The principal would always say something about Kymberlin and we would clap for her. She was sweet about it. Now, she's just the biggest bitch in the school".
"So, because she's mean, rude, and disrespectful to everyone she talks to, she gets cheered for".
"Yup"
What the hell? I'm not going to lie and say I'm a good people person, but I respect anyone and everyone. That's just how I am. I respect because 1. I think everyone deserves respect and 2. So if they disrespect me, there's no excuse. This is ridiculous. Nobody noticed she was even in the classroom. The sensei walked in, went to her desk, looked up and told Kymberlin to sit down. She scoffed and stomped to her seat. I don't think she's too happy.
Class went on for what felt like days when it's only been 30 minutes. The teacher whose name I don't remember told us to take out our textbooks. "Alright, class, turn to page 372 and we will begin to read the section out loud". I flipped through the hard covered book, passing some really interesting subjects if I must say so myself. There was information on the Chinese history, American history, African history, and even Antarctica's history; which is longer than you would think. Finally, I got to page 372 and looked it over. At the top in big bold letters was Japan History: Feudal Era. Oh, great, here we go. "Ok, Ja-um-Ja", Sensei huffed; like she should be annoyed when it's my name she can't pronounce. "Sweetie in the back, do you have a nickname or something". I wanted to tell her no, so that she would be forced to get my damn name right. Seeing how I don't even know hers, I'll say we're even.
"Yes, ma'am, you can call me Nik". She was surprised by my answer. I didn't really know why, though.
"You called me ma'am, so r-respectful; anyways, Nik, please read out loud until I have informed you to stop".
"Yes ma'am", I nodded and started reading, "70 years ago, there was no cities or sidewalks; it was all dirt and trees".
Kymberlin shouted an 'ew' and everyone laughed. I guess she got her attention back. It didn't last long, because the instructor shushed all of them. "Please, continue, Nik". I nodded and resumed reading from the textbook.
"There were scary things like demons and strange myths. There were two main stories that were told in the Feudal Era. One of the two was about this priestess of the future and half-demon who fell in love after defeating a strong foe of many years. The half-demon once loved another who died on her own behalf. The priestess of the future was the reincarnation of his old lover, though he never looked at her as such. They mated and, along with their companions consisting of a demon slayer married to a monk, a small fox demon, and a fire cat, they lived their lives together".
It showed a picture drawn of the ones it spoke of. To my surprise, it was Inuyasha, Kagome, Sango, and Miroku. They were standing together with a little orange-haired kid and a cute cat with two tails on fire. Inuyasha held a giant sword on his shoulder. Was what happened this morning true; did I really meet people that are written about as history? Well, so much for normal teenage problems. "Um, Sensei, do you want me to keep going"?
"Sure", was the answer that came with a smile. I sort of smiled back and kept reading.
"The other myth was about a man; a man who transported himself to 70 years after his time. The man was said to have been like a caveman sent to a science fair. He didn't belong where he was said to have been taken to. Some say he went there because of an object. Others say it was because he was using dark magic. Others say he just went missing. Whatever the story is and whether it's true or not will never be discovered by us any time soon and may stay forever a mystery".
I turned the page to keep going, but on the page next to the rest of the section they showed a picture of what the man looked like. Long black hair that stopped at his mid-back, he had defined decent muscles and wore a kimono that was tore and ripped. His eyes were a beautiful hazel kinda like—…wait a minute. I know those eyes. I knew them when they were happy to see me; I knew them when they were sad to see me go. I knew them when their owner used to laugh with me. I knew them when the owner used to hold me and my mom close while whispering how h=much he loved us. I knew them when he went left and changed. I knew them when he used to argue and threaten my mom. I knew those eyes especially when they were angry; full of so much anger. This man…he was…he is…my father.
That's all for the fourth chapter. Hope you guys really enjoyed it. I'm sorry I haven't updated in a while. Hopefully, I will be posting a chapter every day. If not, then just give me a minute. Ok, well, y'all already know what I'm going to say next…REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW!