Chapter Eleven
Amends
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Seventeenth Winter
I could see my feet and my legs as they were also cut and the aches were almost too much to run. My beautiful kimono looked even more beautiful with scarlet red and gold lilies on it. Bloody lily's was the new name I gave the kimono. The top part of the kimono where my shoulders rested had drops of my blood on them, and the edges of the kimono where my hands were was also splattered with blood. Most of the kimono was still colorless but at the ends where my legs were, added blood started to appear on the silk cloth. I thought it looked beautiful.
To anyone else I probably looked like a mad women, and I in all probability was, this village had driven any fraction of my sanity out, if there was any to begin with. After all, dreaming and believing that a demon raised you is not exactly sane, but neither are the people in this village.
It took a few seconds for my brain to finally notify my unreliable legs to work and I ran as rapid as I could. It hurt so much, but the thought of having to stay in this village for the rest of my life, scared me so much that it became my adrenalin. I ran past the god-awful gate that I use to sit every winter at and when I passed it I realized that door was the exit to my imprisonment of the last six years. I ran as fast as I could into the forest gasping heavily. As, I was not use to running, and the pain was starting to catch up to me.
I kept running though. The thought of Gion or anyone else in that cursed village finding me scared me so much that I refused to slow down to a walk or take a break. I didn't even what to think about what they would do to me if I were caught.
I fell a few times on the ground causing more of my blood to spill out along with causing several bruises and cuts to form on my body due to the blasted roots on the ground. The bottom of my feet was even bloodier since I had been running with no shoes on. I had not been running to a specific place, but as I ran, I started to be reminded of certain trees and the area started to look familiar. I had no idea why though, I had never been to this part of the forest.
I fell again, this time in a puddle surrounded by rocks, and this fall hurt the most, since before I had only fallen on the dirt or grass. I forced myself up again looking at my reflection in a puddle and didn't recognize myself. I was bleeding everywhere and I had bloodlust in my eyes. I didn't looked like the person, I looked like a demon who just slathered a village. Or perhaps I looked like a pathetic human who couldn't even run straight without falling. But either way I preferred this look. It looked wild and free.
I got up and continued to run as high-speed as I could even though the pleasant feeling of pain had left my body and now all that was left was incredible pain that was screaming ever so loudly, to every single muscle in my body to stop working and to lay down and die already.
That's when I realized it, I was dying and did it even feel great. I was free; truly free. But this feeling didn't last as my body finally gave up and I collapsed on a familiar enormous tree. But I didn't give it a second thought. I couldn't think and all I knew was that I was dying and that my life sucked. I didn't want to die, and I didn't want to live.
At least my wish was coming true. I was free, I didn't have anymore human responsibilities (Like getting married and having children) and I didn't have to become a broken stick. Instead I was becoming a completely denigrated stick that would leave no signs of existence behind.
I'm sorry Mia. I tried my best, but I can't be as brave as you were.
I'm sorry Kaede. I couldn't become an appropriate woman of society. Oh and sorry for breaking your mirror.
I'm sorry Kagome. I knew you tried your hardest to stop this wedding and to raise me after Kaede died.
I'm sorry Haku, that you are an asshole. Scratch that. I'm not really sorry for anything regarding you and I'm not sorry that I couldn't love you. By the way, start wearing a shirt in the winter.
Fuck you Gion, I hope you rot in hell.
Kristen, you're useless. Thank you for being useless so I knew never to become like you.
In the middle of saying my pathetic amends I felt the most powerful, fresh touch in the world, on my cheek. It was someone's hand stroking my face ever so softly and I attempted to open my eyes too see the one who could possible cause such an amazing sensual touch. But my eyes would not listen to me.
There was no way it was anyone I knew. Because I just knew this touch was not human. It felt too familiar and wonderful to be a humans.
"Rin…" A so familiar and beautiful masculine voice soundlessly called my name.
My entire body responded to his voice. My arms wanted to reach and put my fingers through his hair. My chest wanted to be pushed against his own, my legs wanted to wrap themselves around his waist.
My entire existence seem to scream at me that I knew this mans name, but I could not picture it. Instead I settled with the thought of dying in this mans arms and a small smile had been placed on my lips.
"RIN!" the masculine voice roared.
A/n: Cliffhanger! :D