Skyl3r-M0on: I was too excited about the next chapter, so I posted it a day early! YOU'RE WELCOME! So enjoy!
Amu: What's gonna be like this time? Is there anymore sad parts, cause I'm starting to feel depressed...
Skyl3r-M0on: A bit more, but I promise everything will get better in time :)
*Normal POV*
Amu couldn't help but feel weak and pathetic as she cuddled into Ikuto's chest and cried her heart out. He wasn't her enemy or anything, but he wasn't exactly her friend either so she felt slightly embarrassed and angry with herself for stooping as low as to give in to his charm.
He held her close and whispered calming words in her ear while rubbing her back in a soothing manner. He didn't like seeing her so broken like this. He was so used to the usual Amu that always sent him snide and rude comments whenever he flirted with her, not this Amu. The one that was curled up in his lap on his bed clutching his shirt like her life depended on it. Not that he minded. He liked the body contact, but he just wished it was on different circumstances.
Suddenly she leaned back from his hold but didn't say anything. She took a few deep breathes and stared at his chest before speaking in a barely audible voice. "I'm sorry you had to see me like that. I'll go to my room now."
He shook his head. "I'm not letting you go anywhere. You're staying in my room tonight, you look like you need some comfort tonight."
"I'm fine. I just had a weak moment is all, don't worry about it." She tried to get up but he just pulled her back down. Her eyes shot up to his with a stern glare. "Seriously I'm fine, I want to sleep in my room so let go."
He sighed in defeat. He knew he wouldn't win with her. "Okay, but at least tell me why you were crying."
Pain flashed in her eyes, but as quick as it came it left and her facial expression went blank, not giving away a single emotion. Her jaw tightened.
"It's none of your business." She said coldly while looking at anything but him.
He scoffed. "I feel like it is when I'm asked to leave a party to drive someone home."
"You didn't have to."
"But I did, and the least you could do is tell me what happened."
She turned to him and glared. "Why do you even care?"
Ikuto sighed in annoyance as he ran a hand through his hair, making it spike up a bit. He wasn't annoyed with her, but with himself. He didn't really know why he cared so much, but he knew that he didn't like seeing her upset. Plus, he wouldn't mind kicking whoever made her cry's ass. He would do anything to make her feel better.
"Because I don't like seeing girls cry." he said quietly with tenderness and care glistening in his eyes. What he really meant was that he didn't like seeing hercry.
Amu rolled her eyes in disbelief. She didn't believe him at all considering that she has seen him break plenty of girls' heart and didn't seem effected in the slightest bit. So why should he be effected now?
"You're full of shit. I'm going to sleep now." Amu snarled before getting out of his arms and making her way next door to her room.
*Amu*
What an idiot. Did he really think that I would believe that bullshit? I fumed in my mind while changing out of my dress and slipped on a pair of blue plaid pajama pants and a white tank top.Just because he helped me once doesn't mean I trusted him.
I slid into my bed sheets and just laid there, staring at the ceiling with my hands behind my head. Tonight was very traumatic and I knew it would replenish awful memories of my father.
I let out a humourless laugh. My father, the same father who said he would protect me from bad people when in the end, he turned out to be a bad person.
He hadn't enough self-control and turned into a beast. He was the reason I was afraid to come home everyday. The reason that I lied to my teachers about several bruises.
The reason why Ami died.
I would never forgive him and I hope he rots in jail. He took everything important away from me. I shook my head.
After what happened with Ami I promised myself that I would never try to think about him, but my night terrors made that really hard to do.
I grabbed my iPod and plugged it into my speakers before pressing play. Thank you sound proof room. The first song that came on was a Japanese song called Life is Like a Boat by Rie Fu. I added it a while back and I couldn't help but connect to the lyrics.
'Nobody knows who I really am.
I've never felt this empty before.
And if I ever need some to come and along.
Who's gonna comfort me and keep me strong.'
I sat on my bed while swaying to the music.
I then lay back in my bed and enjoyed the music before slowly drifting to dreamland, also known as my own personally hell. But I knew I had to get some sleep.
(A/N: I don't know if you guys could tell before, but yeah in this story Ami is older than Amu.)
*Dream*
Ami and I were hiding in her closet hoping our dad wouldn't find us.
Moments ago, we heard the front door slam and we knew he was home, but we also knew he was drunk due to the slurred yelling and the crashing sound of different objects.
Ami and I stuffed pillows under her blanket and turned off the lights before jetting to her closet. Once we were in the corner, we stayed silent.
Thundering steps echoed through out the house as our father stomped up the stairs.
"Girls, where are you?" He questioned in a sickly sweet voice. I held back a scoff. He's wasn't the sweet father that I used to know. The man that was calling us was a monster! "Daddy has a big present for you!"
I started shaking in in Ami's arms as she held me close in her lap.
I could hear his footsteps getting closer and closer. He was practically standing right outside the closet.
I held my breath.
"Come out, come out wherever you are!" he called. I hears shuffling as he looked around her room before the sound of his footsteps quieted.
I let out a relieved sigh.
'I think he left' I thought as I relaxed in Ami's tight hold. Bad chose.
The closet door swung open and there he was. My alcoholic of a father standing there with a stained white shirt, buttoned up in the wrong holes, his dark brown hair in a disheveled mess, and his tie loosely hanging around his neck.
"Gotcha!"
I burrowed my head in Ami's chest and held her tight .
"So who am I having tonight?" He asked tapping his index finger on his chin. "Oh what the heck, come here Amu, I haven't had you yet."
"No!" I yelled but it was muffled in Ami's chest.
"Amu come here!" his voiced roared.
"I said 'NO!'"
I could hear Ami silently sobbing while stroking my hair. This has been happening for 3 years now, but usually he took her instead of me. I hated it. Almost every night he would grab her and have his way with her while I was locked up in the closet. I pained me to hear her blood curling screams yelling for him to stop.
He groaned before grabbing my arm and yanked me from Ami.
"Stop please! Dad let her go!" Ami yelled as she scrambled up as chased after us. She grabbed his arm trying to stop him in his tracks but he flung her across the room. She landed with a loud thud hitting her head against the wall and in an instant she was out cold.
He dragged me to his room and threw me on the bed before hovering over me with hungry eyes. His breath fanned my face and I cringed. All I could smell was alcohol. I tried to slip from under him but he pinned my wrists together over my head, before ripping my clothes off.
"Don't worry, I'll be gentle." He whispered slyly with a smirk
"NO! PLEASE STOP!" I screamed.
*Dream Over*
"NO!" I shot up covered in sweat and panting hard. I placed a hand over my heart as I tried to slow down the rapid beating.
"Wow, haven't had that dream in a while." I said to no one in particular. The room was quiet except for the music playing from my speakers.
I brought my knees close and wrapped my arms around them.
I was only twelve when my dad raped me. That night was the night that I realized I'd lost my dad forever.
Laying back down, I silently sobbed until sleep took over and I prayed I wouldn't have another nightmare tonight.
*Normal POV*
Waking up the next morning was a chore for Ami. Her body felt so weak from her little tear fest last night. She felt disgusted with herself. All she has been doing lately was crying and she was sick of it. Plus, her hangover was making it any better.
She hopped out of bed and went to take a quick shower before changing into a pair of sweatpants and a white shirt with a yellow hoodie over top.
Not feeling all that hungry, she skipped breakfast and just curled up on the couch and skimmed through a few channels.
While she was watching tv, her phone vibrated, indication a text. She pulled out her phone from her sweater pocket and read the text; it was from Rima.
Rima: Dude whr were u last nite? U jst disappeared!
Amu felt a twinge of annoyance run through her, Rima knew Amu hated it when she didn't spell out the whole word.
Amu: I went home early.
Rima: Y? The party was so mch fun!
Amu didn't and couldn't exactly want to tell her that she went home early because Tadase broke up with her so she got a ride from Ikuto for 2 obvious reasons. First, she knew that if she were to tell her that Tadase broke up with her, Rima would feel bad about hanging out with Nagi, and she didn't want her friend feeling guilty for being in love with her exes best friend, and second, she didn't want to be attacked with questions as to why she went with Ikuto instead of her, or anybody else. So she lied.
Amu: I don't know, I just wasn't in my usual party mood.
Rima: U wernt sayin tht when you were grinding with Tadase ;)
Amu flinched at that.
Amu: Look can we just drop it, wanna come over?
Rima: Fine, but I stll wanna knw whr u 2 wandrd off 2. & be there in 10
She shook her head, she'd always wondered how her dear friend made it past kindergarten. After sending back a quick 'okay', Amu got up and ordered pizza. This was the reason why Rima loved to come over. She got pizza and a bit of eye candy from Ikuto even if she was madly in love with Nagi.
Amu started tiding up the house. She knew Rima didn't care whether the house was messy or not but she felt like she needed something to occupy herself.
Ikuto walked out his room in a pair of basket ball shorts and no shirt. His hair was sticking up from different angles as he walled into the living room and was met by a stressed out Amu cleaning the living room. He only knew that she stressed because she always cleaned when she was stressed.
"Hey, you okay?" He asked plopping down on the couch.
She jumped at the sound of his voice before turning to him and looking at him with a questioning look. "Hey, yeah I'm fine."
She turned back around and continued cleaning the kitchen counter tops.
"So are you ever going to tell me what happened last night?" he asked quietly, but she heard him.
"Nope." She replied popping the 'p'. She didn't even turn around.
"Why not?"
"Why should I?"
"Cause I'm asking to be nice." His voice rose a bit.
"Well don't." Her voice was stern and slightly venomous.
"What keeping you from being open with me?" He asked standing up and glared at her.
She turned towards him and leaned against the counter. "Cause you don't know a damn thing about me, and I don't know anything about you."
His eyes softened. "I thought we were getting to know each other at the diner?"
She shook her head. "Yeah, but that was1 day Ikuto! And what he hell makes you think I'd trust you immediately after why you did!?"
Anger flared in his eyes. "You said you forgave me for that, and I told you how much I regretted it."
"That doesn't change what you did!"
He walked toward her until he was standing less than a foot away. "It does when I'm sincere about it. It does when I'm trying my best to make you trust me so that you have someone to confide in.
"I know that what I did brought back memories about something that happened in your past, and it breaks my heart to know that something as bad as that has traumatized you to the point that you can't be touched by anyone without flinching. So please," He grabbed her hands and placed them on his chest and for once, she was too shocked to feel uncomfortable about the body contact. "let me be there or you."
Amu's eyes widened. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. The same heartless beast that she's lived with was now trying to be nice.
She let out a humorless laugh and snatched her hands way from him. "You don't know shit all about me."
She stormed off to her room and locked her door.
Ikuto: STOP MAKING HER MAD AT ME DAMMIT!
Skyl3r-M0on: Hehehehe it's fun torturing you!
Amu: I second that!
Ikuto: You guys are mean. At least I still have my fangirls! R&R ladies ;)
