Okay, did you like the last chapter? Please review. Should I continue the story? Or is it to..... typical?
Kagomes POV
She looked at the little knife in her palm. It was the one she had cut her hand with the other day. How can this little thing take away the pain for so long?
She shouldn't do it. Self Mutilation was a disgusting thing, and always will be. But how bad could it be? One cut, just to see if it works. She told herself.
You shouldn't do it. Her conscience warned her. Hurting yourself? Aren't you in enough pain already?
But thats just it. She answered back. I didn't hurt for so long. She was wanting to more and more. Her conscience was losing. I didn't hurt for so long...
Was it really so long? Was it really worth it?
Yes, she answered again.
Alright, but be careful. One little cut couldn't hurt too much. Unless Inuyasha finds out. Her conscience told her.
"I know." She said aloud. "Inuyasha would kill me. But its worth it." Kagome drew the knife down her arm. She couldn't bring herself to scratch deep enough.
In anger, she grabbed a sewing needle, and slashed deeply at her arm, leaving a long, deep mark running down her arm. Blood welled up in the wound. It fascinated her. She had broken the ice. She drew up her shirt, close enough to the bra that Inuyasha would never see.
Nobody will see. She told herself. It will work out, because nobody will know. Nobody but me. And she made a little line with the needle, deep, and it drew more blood. She watched it seep out of the wounds, getting fearful, wondering how she would ever hide this much blood.
She touched a trail of it gingerly with careful finger. Kagome then had the morbid idea to drink the blood. Why would I do that? She wondered, shivering. She tasted it. It was salty. Very salty, and it had a metallic taste.
This is disgusting! A part of her cried. What are you, a vampire? But Kagome had a lust for blood now, and drank it. All of it. It tasted terrible, but it was so addicting.
I know why people get caught all the time, she thought with a grin. The cut somewhere people can find it. I wont make that mistake.
Kagomes POV
She looked at the little knife in her palm. It was the one she had cut her hand with the other day. How can this little thing take away the pain for so long?
She shouldn't do it. Self Mutilation was a disgusting thing, and always will be. But how bad could it be? One cut, just to see if it works. She told herself.
You shouldn't do it. Her conscience warned her. Hurting yourself? Aren't you in enough pain already?
But thats just it. She answered back. I didn't hurt for so long. She was wanting to more and more. Her conscience was losing. I didn't hurt for so long...
Was it really so long? Was it really worth it?
Yes, she answered again.
Alright, but be careful. One little cut couldn't hurt too much. Unless Inuyasha finds out. Her conscience told her.
"I know." She said aloud. "Inuyasha would kill me. But its worth it." Kagome drew the knife down her arm. She couldn't bring herself to scratch deep enough.
In anger, she grabbed a sewing needle, and slashed deeply at her arm, leaving a long, deep mark running down her arm. Blood welled up in the wound. It fascinated her. She had broken the ice. She drew up her shirt, close enough to the bra that Inuyasha would never see.
Nobody will see. She told herself. It will work out, because nobody will know. Nobody but me. And she made a little line with the needle, deep, and it drew more blood. She watched it seep out of the wounds, getting fearful, wondering how she would ever hide this much blood.
She touched a trail of it gingerly with careful finger. Kagome then had the morbid idea to drink the blood. Why would I do that? She wondered, shivering. She tasted it. It was salty. Very salty, and it had a metallic taste.
This is disgusting! A part of her cried. What are you, a vampire? But Kagome had a lust for blood now, and drank it. All of it. It tasted terrible, but it was so addicting.
I know why people get caught all the time, she thought with a grin. The cut somewhere people can find it. I wont make that mistake.