He pushed her shirt over her head and quickly got rid of her pants. He pulled her panties off of her in a swift movement, never breaking the kiss. She kept squirming but his hold on her remained domaint. He unzipped his pants and pushed her legs open, positioning himself. He looked down at her with regret, knowing he wouldn't be able to stop what he was about to do.
This was the end. He had lost, a sad smile carved his lips. Why did he love her so much? He grabbed her arms and held them down. He entered her and she arched her backed. He moved over her and she moaned. Tears were falling out of her eyes as she continued to moan and whimper. He didn't slow down, he moved faster.
Deeper. As sweat cascaded down their bodies. "You played with my emotions! I've never wanted anything as much as i wanted you!" She closed her eyes and jerked. He was being rough, he knew he was. But he didn't care how she felt at that moment. He wanted her to feel pain. He wanted her to hurt. The bed was squeaking under them. He started to savagely kiss her. She continued to struggle but he didn't care. Nothing mattered anymore.
He moved closer to her and he pushed into her one last time. She looked up at him with fear and pain. "I hate you more than anything right now." He smiled a depressed smile. He got off of her and looked down at the woman he loved.
At this moment he hated her just as much. She had broken his heart in the blink of in eye. He laughed a dry laugh. "Pack your things. You can go home now, i'm thru with you." He stormed out of the room and hurried down the stairs. His chest was aching. If love was supposed to feel this way he never wanted to experience again. He opened up the wine cabinet and grabbed the first bottle he saw. pulling the cork of the bottle he began to gulp it down. He remembered her words of hatred and smiled, "I hate myself. I should have treated you better when i had the chance."
Rin wrapped her arms around herself and weeped. Her body was throbbing. Her lip was bleeding and her chest was hurting. He had told her to leave. She should have been happy but she felt sad. The tears wouldn't stop. She sat up slowly began to put her clothes back on. Reaching into the drawers, she pulled her clothes out and tossed them on the bed. She wiped at her eyes and took in several deep breathes of air.
She stuffed her belongings into her suit case and zipped it up. Sniffling she wiped at her eyes and her nose. She didn't want to face him after this. She felt so confused! If only her mother were still alive. Her sobs grew louder but she held them back. Grabbing her luggage she opened the door and made her way down the stairs.
Sesshomaru looked at her with no expression and opened the door for her. He told the driver her address and snatched her bag from her. He thru her bag into the trunk and looked at her.
"This is goodbye. Don't look so sad, you hate me remember?" She said nothing. She turned her back on him and slid into the limo. She wouldn't miss him. He slammed the door and tears began to fall again. She trembled with sadness. Who was she kidding? She would miss. She would. This really was the end.
It was pain wrenching to watch her leave. He wanted to grab her and hold her in his arms, never letting her go. But that wasn't going to happen. She was already gone and he was toatlly heart broken. He reached for his fourth bottle of wine and walked to his room with it. The bed was still in disorder and he thru the wine bottle at his bedroom mirror. He laid across the bed and his head started to spin. He had drubk to much but he didn't care, he liked the feeling. He closed his eyes and drifted off into darkness, his light was gone. The sheets still smelled of her and he groaned. He missed her already. He never wanted to fall in love again. Love was a smaller version of hell. Everything went dark, but she still clouded his mind.