Thank you everyone for the great reviews ^_^ . I didn't feel like dying so
I decided to start the second chapter :).Anyways hope you enjoy this
chapter as much as you enjoyed the first. Also there will be some more
cussing in the story so that's why its rated PG-13. this story is so
depressing but it will end happy I promise :). this chapter doesn't have a
lot of sorato actually it has nothing at all but the next chapter does so
don't worry.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything because I have no money, so don't sue the poor person :)
'I'm Okay' - Chapter Two
Erika let out a painful groan. Her body was hurting like hell, but she wasn't worried about herself or the pain she was feeling, she was worried about Sora. She lifted her body painfully and slowly from her position on the floor and hazily looked around the kitchen. A small gasp left her slightly bloody lips as she noticed the stain of blood on the floor.
She wobbly walked upstairs praying for her daughter to be alright. She finally reached Sora's door and lightly knocked. When she didn't hear a reply she began to panic a little. "Sora, are you okay sweetheart?" ~Stupid question~ Erika thought. Her voice was raspy and hoarse. Sora's eye's fluttered open as she heard her mother's raspy voice. "Mom?" she murmured. Erika let out a long sigh of relief as she heard her daughter murmur. Sora cringed in pain as she stood up. She shakily turned the doorknob and opened the door. Erika's eye's watered immediately as she observed Sora's beaten up body. Sora's eye's watered also as she looked at her mother. She walked up to her mother and pulled her into a tight hug. There was no need for words. They both knew what they were feeling right now. All they need right now was comfort.
"I love you momma!" Sora whispered as she cried unto her mothers shoulder.
"I love you too!" They both just stood there in each other's arm. Sora pulled away first and rubbed the tears from her eye's.
"Do I have to go to school today?" she questioned. Her mother shook her head no and Sora whispered a thanks. "I'm going to take a shower, okay?" Her mother nodded again and Sora looked at her sadly. She went back into her room and grabbed a towel and a change of clothes. As she began to take off her clothes she noticed the blood all over them and winced. She hated living like this. Anyone would hate living like this. She thought her life was so unfair. Out of all those people in the world she had to live like this. She turned on the water and put it so it was nice and warm. She stepped in and let the water run down her body. She looked down and noticed all the blood swirling down the drain. Her eye's watered with tears again. Sora was tired of living like this and she had been thinking a lot about running away. Only one thing kept her form running away though. That something was her mother. She couldn't abandon her mother after all that her mother did for her.
Sora let out a small sigh. After carefully washing her body with soap, wincing at the stinging sensation every time the soap touched a wound, She stepped out of the shower. She dried her body and slipped on her clothes. She put her bloody clothes into a bag. She walked downstairs and went outside to where the garbage cans were. She threw them into the large can and as she turned around something cut her wrist. She yelped in pain and grabbed her wrist. As she starred at the crimson liquid flow out of her flesh she couldn't help but feel a wave of relief take over her. She shook her head vigorously. She wiped it quickly and walked back into the house.
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*At School*
Yamato had been worried the whole day. Sora hadn't come to school today and he had this feeling that something bad had happened to her. Questions were running through his head like crazy. ~What if something happened to her? What if. I don't even want to think about it~ He let out an exasperated sigh and ran his hand through his hair. ~Maybe I shouldn't be freaking out. I mean everyone's sick once in a while right? Everyone miss's school at least once~ He kept coming up with things to make him stop from worrying but he couldn't help it. ~I know! ~ He thought brightly ~ I'll go to her ho- .~ he stopped right there. Come to think of it, he hadn't even caught a glimpse of Sora's house. After all those years he had known her for and he didn't even know where she lived. He punched himself mentally. ~I'm such an idiot~ He would just have to wait to see if she showed up on Monday (a/n: its Friday). He was just hoping he didn't have a nervous breakdown from worrying about her till then.
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*back At Sora's Home*
Sora let out a sigh for the 50th time that day. Her mother was sleeping soundlessly in her room while Sora sat in her own room reading. Or at least pretending to read. She was to deep in thought to be reading a book. She was so happy it was Friday, her father would disappear over the weekend and she wouldn't see him again till Monday came around. She had told her mother countless to leave this hellhole while he was gone. Her mother would always object. Sora knew her mother was hiding something and she could feel it. Her mind suddenly traveled to the cut on her arm. She remembered how relieved she felt when she looked at the blood flowing from her flesh. It was like a fountain of crimson washing all her worries and problems away.
She hesitantly stood up and walked towards her drawer. From her drawer she pulled out a long black rectangular box. With shaky fingers she opened the box. A sharp dagger gleamed at her. She sat at the edge of her bed and took out the dagger from the box. It was given to her from her grandfather. It was one of those camping things. She had gotten it when she was 13, that was the last time she saw her grandfather because her father prohibited that they kept contact. She twirled the dagger around with her fingers. She then looked at her wrist. She brought the dagger down at her wrist and slowly made a long cut. The dagger fell to the floor with a clatter. She looked down at her wrist and saw the thick crimson liquid flow out freely. She felt so relieved. so carefree. Then fatigue began to take over her and she lay her head down on her bad. Her eyes fell closed.
I'm gonna draw a picture,I'm gonna draw a picture, A picture on my wrist. I'll draw it with a razor, I'll draw it just like this. And as I draw this picture, A fountain will appear. And suddenly my problems Will slowly dissappear.
That was chapter Two. Hope you enjoyed and please Review if you can. See ya til the next chapter ;).
Disclaimer: I don't own anything because I have no money, so don't sue the poor person :)
'I'm Okay' - Chapter Two
Erika let out a painful groan. Her body was hurting like hell, but she wasn't worried about herself or the pain she was feeling, she was worried about Sora. She lifted her body painfully and slowly from her position on the floor and hazily looked around the kitchen. A small gasp left her slightly bloody lips as she noticed the stain of blood on the floor.
She wobbly walked upstairs praying for her daughter to be alright. She finally reached Sora's door and lightly knocked. When she didn't hear a reply she began to panic a little. "Sora, are you okay sweetheart?" ~Stupid question~ Erika thought. Her voice was raspy and hoarse. Sora's eye's fluttered open as she heard her mother's raspy voice. "Mom?" she murmured. Erika let out a long sigh of relief as she heard her daughter murmur. Sora cringed in pain as she stood up. She shakily turned the doorknob and opened the door. Erika's eye's watered immediately as she observed Sora's beaten up body. Sora's eye's watered also as she looked at her mother. She walked up to her mother and pulled her into a tight hug. There was no need for words. They both knew what they were feeling right now. All they need right now was comfort.
"I love you momma!" Sora whispered as she cried unto her mothers shoulder.
"I love you too!" They both just stood there in each other's arm. Sora pulled away first and rubbed the tears from her eye's.
"Do I have to go to school today?" she questioned. Her mother shook her head no and Sora whispered a thanks. "I'm going to take a shower, okay?" Her mother nodded again and Sora looked at her sadly. She went back into her room and grabbed a towel and a change of clothes. As she began to take off her clothes she noticed the blood all over them and winced. She hated living like this. Anyone would hate living like this. She thought her life was so unfair. Out of all those people in the world she had to live like this. She turned on the water and put it so it was nice and warm. She stepped in and let the water run down her body. She looked down and noticed all the blood swirling down the drain. Her eye's watered with tears again. Sora was tired of living like this and she had been thinking a lot about running away. Only one thing kept her form running away though. That something was her mother. She couldn't abandon her mother after all that her mother did for her.
Sora let out a small sigh. After carefully washing her body with soap, wincing at the stinging sensation every time the soap touched a wound, She stepped out of the shower. She dried her body and slipped on her clothes. She put her bloody clothes into a bag. She walked downstairs and went outside to where the garbage cans were. She threw them into the large can and as she turned around something cut her wrist. She yelped in pain and grabbed her wrist. As she starred at the crimson liquid flow out of her flesh she couldn't help but feel a wave of relief take over her. She shook her head vigorously. She wiped it quickly and walked back into the house.
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*At School*
Yamato had been worried the whole day. Sora hadn't come to school today and he had this feeling that something bad had happened to her. Questions were running through his head like crazy. ~What if something happened to her? What if. I don't even want to think about it~ He let out an exasperated sigh and ran his hand through his hair. ~Maybe I shouldn't be freaking out. I mean everyone's sick once in a while right? Everyone miss's school at least once~ He kept coming up with things to make him stop from worrying but he couldn't help it. ~I know! ~ He thought brightly ~ I'll go to her ho- .~ he stopped right there. Come to think of it, he hadn't even caught a glimpse of Sora's house. After all those years he had known her for and he didn't even know where she lived. He punched himself mentally. ~I'm such an idiot~ He would just have to wait to see if she showed up on Monday (a/n: its Friday). He was just hoping he didn't have a nervous breakdown from worrying about her till then.
YYYYYYYYYYY
*back At Sora's Home*
Sora let out a sigh for the 50th time that day. Her mother was sleeping soundlessly in her room while Sora sat in her own room reading. Or at least pretending to read. She was to deep in thought to be reading a book. She was so happy it was Friday, her father would disappear over the weekend and she wouldn't see him again till Monday came around. She had told her mother countless to leave this hellhole while he was gone. Her mother would always object. Sora knew her mother was hiding something and she could feel it. Her mind suddenly traveled to the cut on her arm. She remembered how relieved she felt when she looked at the blood flowing from her flesh. It was like a fountain of crimson washing all her worries and problems away.
She hesitantly stood up and walked towards her drawer. From her drawer she pulled out a long black rectangular box. With shaky fingers she opened the box. A sharp dagger gleamed at her. She sat at the edge of her bed and took out the dagger from the box. It was given to her from her grandfather. It was one of those camping things. She had gotten it when she was 13, that was the last time she saw her grandfather because her father prohibited that they kept contact. She twirled the dagger around with her fingers. She then looked at her wrist. She brought the dagger down at her wrist and slowly made a long cut. The dagger fell to the floor with a clatter. She looked down at her wrist and saw the thick crimson liquid flow out freely. She felt so relieved. so carefree. Then fatigue began to take over her and she lay her head down on her bad. Her eyes fell closed.
I'm gonna draw a picture,I'm gonna draw a picture, A picture on my wrist. I'll draw it with a razor, I'll draw it just like this. And as I draw this picture, A fountain will appear. And suddenly my problems Will slowly dissappear.
That was chapter Two. Hope you enjoyed and please Review if you can. See ya til the next chapter ;).