Chapter Eight: Pregnant
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"And he tells everyone a story, cause he thinks his life is boring, and he fights so you wont ignore him, 'cause that's his biggest fear, and he cries, but you rarely see him do it, and he loves but he's scared to use it, so he hides behind the music, cause he likes that way..."
Call Out Thousand Foot Krutch
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Kagome woke up the next morning to the sound of Katana pounding on her door.
"Wake up you bitch, gotta go increase the IQ points you lost from smoking dope!!"
What a loving, caring, and oh-so-responsible mother. Kagome was still clutching her old photograph, but the glass was now stained with dry blood. Kagome used an old shirt to clean it off, and she tried to ignore the smell of stale beer that was on her floor when she spilled.
The bowl of joints was still over by her dresser along with the used knife. Kagome just left them though as she trudged to the bathroom. She didn't really give a damn if she was late or not. It was already 10:38 anyway. School started at 7:45.
About 45 minutes later, Kagome entered the school yard and saw that everyone was on break for lunch. She spotted Sango talking to Henya over by some oak tree, and walked over.
Sango looked a bit pail, and she saw a 100$ past. "What up?" Kagome asked, walking over. Henya smiled her usual arrogant smile. "Just some good ol' fashion drug trades."
Kagome had known Henya for quite some time now, since about 5th grade. She had gotten into drugs around freshman year, and never turned back. She was a pretty attractive girl. Brown Hawaiian eyes, showing her heritage proudly, with her short black hair that was mostly always spiked. She had a great body too. Almost all surfers do. Henya then frowned at Sango.
"Though I don't think you should be taking drugs, Sango."
Kagome raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean? You'd sell drugs to a 4 year old if you could." It wasn't really a diss on Kagome's part. It simply was the truth. Henya really didn't care about too many people, and if she sold drugs to a man who was on a verge of death, Henya wouldn't have herself to take the blame. She's just passing the goods to others. Nothing more.
Henya nodded. "I know, but you two are like some of the only people I really have time to give a shit about."
"But why would it matter if she takes more drugs?" Kagome looked at Sango who smiled awkwardly. She gulped, then said something very meekly.
Kagome's eyes shot wide, and she practically screamed,
"YOU'RE WHAT!?!"
Henya tilted her head back and laughed slightly. Kagome was still staring at Sango who was now blushing. She then sighed and turned to Henya. "God- Give me some acid. And some E if you have it. I think I'll need it!" Kagome slipped Henya a 50$.
Kagome put the drugs in her back pack, waved Henya off, and pulled Sango along. Sango seemed a little ashamed, and didn't say anything.
"So your pregnant." Kagome started when they got to her locker.
"Yep." Sango replied.
"Miroku?"
"No doubt."
Kagome sighed again and opened her locker. They both walked together down the long hall to there Chemistry class. Students were walking from here to there, and Kagome felt only a few people's eyes on her this morning.
"You going to keep it?" Kagome then asked, her voice a little hushed.
"I really don't know." Sango replied in the same hushed voice.
"Does Miroku even know yet?"
"Haven't had a chance to tell him."
They got to the door of the Chem. room, and Kagome looked Sango straight in the eyes. Kagome usually didn't do this, but she was very worried about Sango. After all, Sango was one of the only people who truly knew about Kagome's life. Sure she didn't know about Hichi's abuse and attempted rapes, but Sango was the only person she had ever told about her hatred of her mother. How she secretly wished her father would turn back time and make Sota stay with Katana and take her with him. How her Grandpa was the only person that Kagome loved in her whole family.
Kagome was also the only person who knew almost everything about Sango. Her dad had raped her when she was little, giving Sango a bitter hatred, but totally obsessive need for the opposite sex. Kagome was the only one who knew the pain that Sango felt because her brother, Kohaku, had committed suicide 3 years before...
"You better tell him soon," Kagome said, quite seriously, "Or he'll run."
Sango then paled a bit but smiled one of her 'empty smiles' nonetheless, and nodded. "I know."
Kagome clapped Sango on the shoulders and opened the door to the room. The moment Sango go into the room, she took Kagome's advice. Sango walked straight over to Miroku, grabbed his color, and dragged him out of the classroom. Smirking to herself, Kagome threw her books on her desk and walked over to the large window in the room.
Her hunch was correct as she soon saw Sango drag Miroku out of the school yard, acting as if people did that every day.
"That wasn't what I meant by, 'telling him soon.'" Kagome muttered, rolling her eyes as both them walk casually down the street, holding hands a couple moments later.
"You should stop talking to yourself- people will think your weird." She heard a voice. Turning around swiftly she saw Inuyasha's attractive, yet sneering face.
"Do you think I fucking care?" She retorted, scoffing. Kagome looked at her nails and pretended to be so worried about what they look like.
"Well you are the campus princess, right wench? Don't wench's care what other wench's think?" He said, coldly, though his eyes had a spark of humor.
"Fuck Off!" She yelled back, flicking him off and walking back to her desk.
She could have punched him in the face by the end of the day, because for the rest of Chem. class, all Inuyasha would do was stare at his nails, and fake bat his eyelashes.
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