Yeah! I'm so happy I finally got this in. (Ignores death glares) I'm so so so so so so sorry for not giving you guys some new chapters. Well I hope you like it.

Chapter 4

(Kisara's pov)

I stared at her like a frightened child. Why was she here? What did she want with me? What did I do to her? Why did she HIT me? My eyes must have been wide and had fear clearly written in them or she would not have said this,

"Cut the crap out. Stop acting like you don't know."

"W-w-what d-do I k-k-know?" I asked shakily.

A memory buried deep down played in my mind.

Flashback

My mother fell to the floor with a loud bang.

"Mom" I yelled. She slowly turned her face to me. The large black and blue bruise was getting a little bigger. Blood was sliding down from her cherry lips. Her eyelashes covered with teardrops. In her eyes was pure fear.

"You slut! What were you doing with HIM?" I looked over at my dad. He had his fist clenched and his knuckles covered with my Mom's blood. His eyes full of rage, his voice was like venom. I clutched my ears to drown out his voice.

"Daddy stop it!" I yelled. I wanted him to stop hurting her.

"What did you say to him?" He demanded, ignoring me. He grabbed her by the collar and pulled her up, their noses were inches apart. She kept her gaze on me, more tears falling, mixing with her blood.

"Answer me woman!" He pushed her into the wall. She let out a small whimper and didn't didn't answer.

"Daddy! Stop it! Stop it! Stop hurting Mommy!" I lunged for his arm and held on for dear life. He looked at me, his gaze softened. He let go of her and she dropped with a thud.

"Will talk about this later." He warned her, his eyes going cold. He gently pried of my fingers from his arm and he left the room. A dead silence ran through the house. I forced my eyes to look at her face. I didn't want to look.

Her face was had a black and blue bruise on her right cheek. I gently touched the bruise. I saw her wince but after a few seconds, she didn't complain. I circled the bruise softly, moving my finger where the bruise changed colors. Her breathing was steady and quiet. She took my hand off my cheek and laced her fingers through mine. Her ocean, blue eyes were wide open filled with concern.

"I want you to go as far away from here as possible." Her voice barley came out to whisper and she was shaking with every word she said. She took her free hand and ran it through my pearl, white hair. I snuggled in and listened to her heartbeat.

"I want to run away together Momma." I looked into her eyes.

"I don't think I'll make it."

"Why Momma?" I was curious why she said that. Nevertheless, the next thing that happened told me the reason.

She placed her hand over her mouth and started coughing. Soon the coughing came louder and louder and didn't stop.

"Momma! Stop coughing." I grabbed her shoulders and shook her. Her hand dropped and there in her hand was blood. She was coughing up blood!

"Daddy! Daddy! Momma is dying! DADDY!" Sobs escaped my lips and I fell back against her chest. I stopped crying when I heard her heart. It was pounding. It kept pounding harder and harder. I felt some liquid drop on top of my head. I raised my head and saw more blood coming out of the corner of her mouth. I put my head back to her chest but there was no more pounding. It was quiet. Too quiet. I looked at her eyes but there was no life. They were empty. There was no warmth like there used to be when she bought me an ice cream or when she read me my favorite book over again or when she laughed.

"She's dead!" I snapped my head back to see HIM leaning against the door like nothing happened.

"It's your fault she's dead. She did nothing to you and you hit her. Over and over again. You kept hurting her, punching her, slapping her, kicking her. You wanted her to die, didn't you? You wanted to kill her!" I stood up and screamed at him. I saw hurt flicker in his eyes, but it was gone as fast as it came.

"She did it all to her self. You know that!" I know what he was doing. Trying to make me think what he thought was right.

"She loved you and stayed true to you while you went out and got drunk and probably had sex with some slut." I felt a hard smack to my right cheek. I feel to the floor my nose inches above it.

"Shut up. You don't know anything." He yelled at me with the same anger in his eyes.

"That didn't stop you for yelling at her at two o'clock in the morning so I could hear it." I stood up and looked at him with my meanest glare I could give him. He went to smack me but I ducked.

"Little brat." He went to grab me but I ran out the front door into the pouring rain.

"Get back here." I continued to run ignoring the pain in my feet.

I ran a few more miles until my legs gave out and they fell against the rocky, wet pavement. I put my hands in front of me so I wouldn't fall on my face. I stayed their in that position, the first tear falling down my bruised cheek.

End of flash back.

"Stay away from Kaiba." She threatened. My words left me so all I could do was nod my head. She then turned on her four-inch heel and left me all alone on the sidewalk. I didn't want to stay away from him. I wanted to know him, understand him. To tell you the truth, I fell in love with him but I could never tell him. I didn't want to leave him as my Mom did to me. Then I felt a droplet drop on my wrist and slid off. It soon started pouring. I looked up at the rain.

"I guess you remember too." A tear fell down my cheek.

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