Chapter 3
Truth Hurts

Half an hour later, Bakura stood in the kitchen, placing dinner on the table in front of his aunt. He sat down at an empty place at the table and watched her eat. "Aunty, do you love me?" He suddenly blurted out.

Bakura's aunt finished chewing and looked at him. In a harsh voice she said, "Bakura, we've been through this before. Is it my job to love you?"

"No..." Bakura looked down.

"Then that answers your question." Bakura's aunt began to eat again.

"Why can't you just give me a straight answer? Yes or no..."

Bakura's aunt's face turned sour, "You want the answer, Bakura? Fine, I don't love you!"

"Why not?" Bakura looked up sadly.

At this point Bakura's aunt was very annoyed, "God damn it, Bakura! Get downstairs! I don't want to even look at you!" She got up and pushed Bakura down into the basement. "And don't think your getting any dinner tonight either!" She said slamming and locking the door.

Bakura reached up and pulled the cord to turn on the light. He sat on his bed and took out his journal. He began to write:

'Dear Journal,

Today was the last day of school. That group of bullies beat me again. They broke one of my ribs and sliced my arm. Yami Bakura came to save me, but when I tried to thank him, he hit me too. Afterwards Yugi dropped by. He came inside and saw my "room." He actually made me happy, and though my heart still aches badly, it doesn't hurt as much anymore.

I asked my aunt if she loved me and she said no. She became really angry with me and she locked me in the basement and told me that I wasn't going to get any dinner. I'm hungry, but I guess I'll have to go another night without food, like last night, and the night before.

I'm going to end this journal entry with a poem...

The end is near, I feel it in my heart
The time is coming, I've played out my part
My torture, my suffering, why has it not ended
My life is in pieces, and can never be mended
I feel like I'm worthless, alone and forgot
Here in the basement, is where I shall rot
My heart is dying, it's beat almost gone
And my body shall be found, lifeless by dawn'

Bakura put his Journal back under his pillow. He stood and turned the light off and lied back down in his bed. Though he didn't want to go to sleep, he could feel his eyelids growing heavy. Finally his world darkened and the torture was about to begin.