Past Emotions: Chapter One

`~Dedicated to Carley Wattson~` who came up with the inspiration to start this story.

Tetsuo desperately ran to the staircase. He was so close to his safe place. He was running as fast as his little feet could carry him. A rough hand pushed him hard from behind and he found himself sailing, headfirst down the long staircase, and making contact with the rest of the steps all the way down. He finnaly hit the cold cement floor of the basement. He stared at the figure walking down the stairs, breathed in deeply and lost consciousness.
He awoke to someone beating him in the stomach with all their foot power. Tetsuo could feel his frail ribs crack under the solid boot and he rolled on his back breathing hard, and choking up blood. Tetsuo felt tears well up in his eyes as he cried out to the figure. " I suppose we should take you to the hospital again." The figure chuckled coldly, scooping up Tetsuo in its arms. Tetsuo could feel his insides were torn. His hands were bloody from trying to cover his face. He lay limp in the figure's arms. Tetsuo couldn't help but wonder to himself before he lost a battle to the dark again, why would your own father do this to you? Than the darkness overcame him.

Tetsuo awoke a few hours later lieing in a hospital bed, hooked up to various machines and moniters. He tried to sit up but his rib cage pained him to much to ever try. His face looked like a wreck as well, with bandages, bruises and dried cuts and scrapes. Later, a women entered the room. She didn't look like a nurse to Tetsuo. She sat down beside him with her clipboard and began to speak. " Hello, Tetsuo. I work for the social services. My name is Anne. Don't worry. We won't send you back with your father this time." She said slowly. Tetsuo looked shocked. They always sent him back. They always said it was an accident. But this time it would be different? " Tetsuo..can you remember what happened?" She asked. Tetsuo shakes his head slightly and stares to off to the side. Anne smiles sympathetically. " Tetsuo, please. How old are you? Ten?" She asks. Tetsuo nods. She jots something down on her clipboard. " I'm going to ask you a few questions and you can try to answer them as clear as you can, ok?" She asked. Tetsuo nodded lightly.

"Do you like your father?" She asks
Tetsuo doesen't answer, and seems to freeze up at the question. Anne takes his hand. Tetsuo jolts a bit.
" Ok, do you remember anything that happened today?" She asks.
Tears start to well up in the corner of Tetsuo's eyes. " It's ok," She says. " I won't tell anyone."
" I hate my dad," He starts. " He's always mean." Tetsuo murmers.
" Why is your dad mean?" She asks.
Tetsuo forces himself to sit up, and succeeds. He lifts up the hospital gown, to reveal his stomach and chest to her. The woman gasps a little. With tears rolling down his cheeks, he started to speak again.
" Because," He choked. " He did this to me." He cries.
Across his chest to the top of his belly-button is a deep, white, scarring cut. " Tetsuo.." The woman murmers.

A few months later, Tetsuo is thrown into an orphanage. Scared and shocked, he holds tightly to the adult's hand leading him down the long hallway. " It's ok. You'll like it here." The woman says with a reassuring voice.
" I don't like it here." Tetsuo thinks.
" There's lots of kids to play with, a warm bed, nice people..you're going to love it." She rammbles on.
Tetsuo looks up at her slowly, with big round eyes. " You're not going to stay with me?" He asks.
The woman smiles, stops and kneels down in front of him. " Tetsuo, you'll be fine. You're a big guy now. Remember, you're free now. You can start your own life." The woman stands up and continues to lead Tetsuo down the hall. Testuo feels a bit confused, not understanding the reality of what she is talking about. He sighs, and swallows nervously.

Later that night he lies in his new bottom bunk, with a few other children in the room. He stares at the bottom of the top bunk and tears well up in his eyes. He sobs. He sobs for his father, he sobs for his pain, he sobs for his life. He hates what has happened to him. He hates his life. He hates everything.
Suddenly, the kid from the top bunk peaks his head to look at Tetsuo. The child has dark black, short hair and an angry, tired expression. " Hey kid. Yeah I know you're new and everything...but could you shut up!?" With that said the kid dissapears back on the top bunk. He hears other children talking. " C'mon Kaneda, Geez. Shut up and quit tallking!" They hiss. Tetsuo dares not make a sound. He silently wipes the tears from his eyes and glides to sleep in the time frame of an hour.

Early the next morning he is awoken to the child's face from the night before hanging off the edge of the top bunk. He turns in his sleep and soars off the bunk and hits the floor with a thud. Tetsuo jolts and sits up, staring at the boy rubbing his head. The boy stands up and shrugs. " What are you looking at?" He snaps.
He begins to climb back to the top with his bare feet, when suddenly he stops and says; " By the way, my name is kaneda." And continues his climb.
" Kaneda.." Tetsuo murmers quietly. He stares quietly at the floor. Maybe it wasn't going to be so bad here after all.

TBC{}

WEll, what did all of you think? I think this is going to kinda a short story with about 4 chapters or so.^.^ Please R+R.