Yay an update. I have a feeling this story will be really long but I think it will be fun to write and read so bear with the updates. I don't really have a lot of time since I have activities to do. Anything to make my transcript perfect. I know I'm only 15 but I can't help but worry.
Sorry for the rant...anyway on to the next chapter.
Yato threw me through the front door. He didn't wait for me too pick my head up because he grabbed my hair. He roughly pulled me up and stared into my eyes. He took me to the long mirror the hanged on the wall and forced me to see my reflection. I stared at myself and I was completely frozen in fear. He was standing there with a creepy smirk.
''This is you. You fucking whore. You have done your master wrong and now I will punish you,'' he smashes my head into the mirror. ''You think that just because he plops back into your life that I will let you go. You are mine, you hear me. Answer me useless prostitute,'' he screams into my ear. I opened my mouth to answer him but he just smashed my head into the mirror. I couldn't really see or hear much of anything but I can sure as hell feel the pain coming from my head. He drops me to the floor and walks out. I can faintly hear him rummaging through some stuff.
I feel something hard coming in contact with my arms. It sort of feels like he's beating me up with a bat. I scream for him to stop. I can feel my bones breaking and the pain is unbearable. I try to breath in and out slowly and think of other things but nothing can distract me from the pain. He is brutally crushing , my bones into smithereens.
''I was planning to never use this but you brought this on yourself,'' I feel something extremely hot in the middle of my chest. I scream and cry as the heat becomes extremely painful. I look at what he is doing to me and see that he is branding me. He is placing something on me. I creamed and tried to get away but he put his foot on my neck. He placed his weight on it and I was unable tp breath. I wanted to scream out in pain but I couldn't even intake he amount of breathe needed to pull that out.
''Stop,'' I choke out. I immediately realize talking was a mistake. He crouched down and removed the object from my chest and placed it on my hairline. I screamed and tried to shake him away. I kicked the object out of Yato's hand and resorted to crawl away,. He got up nad stepped on my nagle. He tied his belt around my neck and forced me to kneel. He then started to beat my face up. My left eye closed up completely and I can tell that I was probably bleeding all over. I can still feel the searing heat on my skin. He grabbed my burned arm and applied pressure on the already painful wound. I cried since my throat was left raw. I no longer had the strength get away or scream. I just cried as Yato beat m. His fist and foot making contact with my head and legs. The world around me turned dark but I could still feel all the blows falling on my already crushed body. I wondered if tonight was the night I would die. At least I saw Kyoya from one last time.
Too bad Yat stopped his attack a little later. I heard his feet move into the bathroom.
The next day I was in a doctors office. Yato was standing beside me. He thought to visit the doctor a little sooner. It's not like ha had nothing better to do.
''My name is Madoka and iI will be your doctor from now on and this is Ginga my assistant,'' the lady said. She was probably the doctor that Yato paid. Her silence was paid and she wouldn't say anything. I looked up to see them. She may have tried to stay calm but I can see the fear in her eyes. Her assistant look petrified of me. I probably look like hell. I decided best to look down.
''Can you leave so we may begin,'' Ginga said. He tried to stay calm but even he couldn't look him in the eyes. Yato does place fear in anyone, even those he just met.
''Fine,'' Yato said. He walked out the room. The area Yato brought me was in the far side of New York. I t is a small and rather old looking clinic. I have so far only seen six people working here. No wonder Yato chose to bring him here. It's not someplace with many onlookers.
''Please take off your shirt,'' Madoka said. I nodded and took off his shirt. Ginga immediately gasped as he see the brand and all the bruises and injuries on my body. I ignored his pained expression and looked away.
Madoka nodded and started with the brand. The blood around it was already dry but the area was red and very sensitive.
Ginga lifted my bangs to see the other brand. Both were basically a crescent moon. I guess since Yato means night that this is him claiming me. The one on my hair line was messy and unreadable since I kept moving. But it still hurt as much as the first one. Actually even more.
''what's your name?'' Ginga asked as he put a cool cream on my brand mark. I decided to keep my mouth shut. All I have to do is disobey him and Yato would crush me. Ginga must have got the note that I was not talking when he decided to look at my arms. My whole arm was purple and I knew that that meant that bones were broken. Madoka seemed to be worried about the dried blood around my head. She also tried to talk to me but I just stared at the floor. I was in no mood or position to get attached to these people. Afterall they are just people who are paid by Yato to keep their mouths shut.
''Ginga pass me the roll od bandages,' Madoka said. Ginga passed her the material and Madoka wrapped my arms up. She made sure to wrap int nice and tight. Ginga checked my vitals and then moved to wrapping my head. I knew that neither of them could do anything about the bruises on my face and body. Those only time can heal.
What surprised me was when Madoka wheeled a weird machine towards me and Ginga layed me down. He placed a cool get on my abdomen and Madoka placed a round tool on me. The weird machine showed a white pot surrounded by darkness.
''You're a little over three months pregnant,'' Madoka says.
''What?'' I finally speak. This would explain the constant vomiting but I can't be having Yato's child.
''I assume this is the first your hearing of this but it is true. You are having a baby and right now he or she is doing fine. I know with your...situation, you need to be a bit more careful. You might want to start thinking about names since soon we'll be able to tell it's gender.''
The whole world comes crashing behind me. ''No this can't be. Please take it out,'' I cry. I don't want to bring a life into the world I live in. It could be happier if it didn't live,''take it out.''
Ginga seems taken back about what I said,'' wait what?''
''What do you mean what? How am I supposed to bring a baby into my situation. You see me. What good would it do if the baby had to go through he same,'' I hear the door abruptly open. I see the two medics look away as Yato makes his way to me.
''Shut the hell up you bitch,'' he punched me. I immediately shut up. I can still feel the stinging sensation on my face. He threw my shirt on me and I put it on quickly. He grabbed be hair and pulled me out of the room. We got into the car and he pushed me in the back seat. He proceeded to beat my face again.
''You were so close to fucking it up,'' he grunts as he hits me.
How can I bring a baby into the world I suffer through. I know it is wrong to end its life but I can't. I can bearly save myself. How am I to save another life that will be depending on me. I can't even stand up to the father of the child.
Yato gets back in the driver seat and starts to drive. The rest of the day Yato locked me in the bathroom while he was watching the game. I rocked myself as the news of my pregnancy set in. I was almost four month pregnant so it was too late to abort but adoption was still open. But if Yato say pushes me down some stairs the baby is a goner. I need to get away from this man. I need to but I can't. The only man who I thought loved me was with someone else. I am not stable, I can't raise a child. I can't do this alone. I can't get a job, I can't support myself in the outside world.
Maybe I should stay but give the baby away to someone who van actually take care of him or her. I can spare my child from it's father. A least then I can stay here without worrying about endangering another life. Yato knew of my condition and he was happy. What if he wouldn't let me give the baby away. I am probably going to have to find away to transport it. I need to. Maybe Kyoya and his partner can raise the child.
Yato came into the bathroom and dragged me out. He threw me on the bed and started to fuck me. Since I am still early in my pregnancy, sex is still allowed. He plunged his hard organ deep inside me. I can feel my insides burn as he thrusted deeper in me and as he squeezes my thighs together. It was a better angle for him but a more painful one for me. I stared up into his eyes and I couldn't do anything. I am so useless. No matter Kyoya threw me away. I a worth nothing but I'll make sure this baby has a fighting chance. I can't take it anymore.
I have no chance but at least the innocent life inside me might.
He turned me around so that I was on my stomach and he was on top of me. He tugged on my hair and thrusted in me once more. He had no rhythm or concern over me, all he cared about was fucking me. I feel like a piece of worthless meat as he grunts and gets closer to his climax. I can feel his organ, hard and pulsing inside me. I cry and sob but all he does id place my head in the pillow. I am being fucked from behind while being suffocated by a pillow. Yato slows down as I feel him fill me up with his disgusting sticky fluid. He slaps my ass and pushes me off the bed. I fall to the floor on my back and stay still. Yato leaves me alone for the rest of the day.