Disclaimer: Once more, I seriously do not own Vocaloid!
Chapter Eleven
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A wise girl kisses but doesn't love, listens but doesn't believe, and leaves before she is left.
Marilyn Monroe
She had no foundation on.
Her bruises were bare, especially with the dress she was wearing. He could see the marks run up and down her arms, legs- -everywhere - -and it was frightening. Rin laid there in fearful surprise. She was scared, of what exactly, she didn't know, and she didn't want to know. She was frozen in his silent stare.
Len was crouched in the window sill (he'd always been a good climber). It had started out as mere surprise; he hadn't expected to walk into the room with her in it. But, inwardly, he was almost secretly glad.
But, when he saw her marks, it was silent examination.
Not examination, but fury.
He was angry at that Kamui, Luka, and Rin. Why couldn't she have told him about this? She'd been suffering, and he wasn't there to help; but rather she wouldn't let him help her. But, most of all, he was angry at himself, for being so ignorant of everything, and God, was he angry.
As he examined her body; she trembled. He didn't know what from. Perhaps from fear, but it didn't stop him; they were horrible looking bruises. Or maybe from the heat of the room, Rin never was good in the warm seasons.
She didn't know either.
Her fingers clutched at the sheets beneath her, wanting to grab something that held her reality. Her thighs clenched together subconsciously. His eyes were intense and she was scared. What he would say, what he would do; anything. Her body was marred, and felt ruined in so many ways, either physical or mentally. Shame washed over her.
Her voice, cracking, spoke out. "L-len…" His eyes, once so tender, burned even more and describing it as best as she could; it scared the shit out of her.
"You didn't say anything." He climbed out of the window, and his body suddenly hovered over hers, her hands pinned down. His forehead was pressed against hers. Rin bit back her surprise.
She squirmed, trying to wriggle out of his grasp. "I-I…S-stop…!" Rin rasped. Too close; she felt his breath fanning against her, eyes angry.
His voice lowered. "Why?" She looked away, eyes squinting to keep tears out and bit her lip. Len's eyes trailed over her face, watching her mouth for a reply. Or what she thought was a want of an answer.
Rin sucked in air, and indignantly, she retorted, "It's not your business." This was crazy, too cliché for her taste, and trying to get away, she tried to pull away her hands.
Len held tighter, and the grasp on her was so tight that she yelped. "It's not my business, hmm, Rin?" He growled. "Dammit, Rin! Why the hell do you…" He stopped. Rin was looking away, silently crying.
His voice softened. "Rin. Rin." He tucked his hand underneath her chin and made her look at him.
"W-what?" She trembled, trying to act tough despite the tears.
Len pressed his forehead against. "Listen…I'm trying to help you. I want to. But, you aren't letting me in…Don't you trust me anymore?" His eyes were pleading her, making her feel guilty.
But, she pushed him away. No. Not when she felt this way toward him, not when everything's going wrong for her and not when she would drag him down in the end. No.
Rin squirmed underneath, her face sticky from tears. "I-I don't need your help. I-I'm fine today and was all the other days." She stumbled facing him.
"No, you aren't fine. What about tomorrow? If you'd just let me help…" He was interrupted by her.
"I believe that everything happens for a reason. People change so you can learn to let go. Things go wrong so that you can appreciate them when they're right. You believe lies so you can eventually learn to trust no one but yourself, and sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together." Her voice cracked slightly, but she wouldn't let him stop her. "The truth is, Len, I've never fooled anyone; I've let them fool themselves. They never bothered to find out who and what I was. They made a false character of me and I never argued with that or them. They obviously loved somebody I wasn't. If you can't see that, Len, then you're…!" She stopped. He stopped her.
He was kissing her.
She couldn't think straight. Everything was blurry, only seeing strands of gold and the occasional flash of angry blue.
"I'm what, Rin?" Len growled. She snapped back into reality.
"Delusional. Stupid." She spat out a list, getting angry. This is your entire fault!
"Maybe."
He kissed her again, pushing her deep into the bed. His tongue slid in to her mouth and she moaned involuntarily. His free hand slid down her slight curves; causing her hips buckle upwards into his. She'd gasped when she felt his growl against her neck. Rin squirmed once more, wanting out. No- -His hand was splayed across her thigh, sliding upwards- -She couldn't think clearly. No, she didn't want this, no, not like this. She felt his hand already grazing her chest, and she bit back a groan.
It had to stop. No, she didn't want it to be like this. No, no, no, no, no, no, no! She struggled, but he was too strong and her body was weak from everything.
He nipped at her neck furiously and moved back up, where he kissed her angrily. Their hips grinded against the other and he growled at her. "Anything else, Rin?"
This was her last chance. She hissed, back arching in his touch; his grasp. "Pathetic. Pitiful. Annoying. Pest." Rin spat out the last one slowly to him.
He retreated, his eyes still angry, but with hurt and sadness in them.
He left her, slamming all the doors he passed through behind him as he went to the front door.
Rin cried. She hadn't asked for this to happen. No, not to her, not him, and not to them. But, she didn't want her first time like that and she still felt so broken on the inside. Her body hurt as she sobbed in the blankets, her body still tingling from his touches. She wouldn't want to be like any of those girls he had with him every night. She sobbed harder, her hands clenching the sheets.
She rubbed her face, leaving it red and sticky. She screamed a hoarse yell. She cared about him, loved him, and never had wanted to hurt him in the first place. She made to move from the bed. "Dammit." Rin cursed, running a hand through her hair.
She spent the next half hour in the bath, trying to soothe herself. When she got out, Miku was just coming in.
"Rin?" The older girl called out. Rin was still on edge around Miku since her hallucination about the both them. But, she was able to hold.
"Yes?" Rin announced her entrance as she strutted into the area near the front door. Miku smiled cheerfully at her.
"Are you alright?" Rin nodded, hoping the other girl wouldn't see the mark on her neck left from Len. "I was thinking tonight, to cheer you up, that we could go clubbing!" Miku chirped, placing her bag on a nearby chair and throwing her coat on the hanger.
Zoning out somewhat, Rin said, "Sure."
Miku literally bounced. "Great, I'll be upstairs taking a quick shower!" She hopped up the steps and disappeared into the florescent light of the bathroom.
"Wait. What?"
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A/N: Whoopee! A new chapter! I'll probably update a lot once a week, you know. Has ANYONE HAD ANY IDEA AS TO WHAT MY AGE MIGHT BE? Oh well. I look forward to the next chapter! I like yummy food!