Hey, no three reviews. Oh well, better luck next time. I was using this story to vent, but now that I'm over it, I've been kind of stuck. So I am doing the best I can. Thanks for the two supporters. - Jessica
Chapter three: In Between
I am stuck, lost in darkness. My thoughts swirl around me as I look for a way out of the blackness. A light shines below. For a minute I feel as if I will fall through the floor. I look down. It's me and Inuyasha, sitting under the tree in my front yard. I am telling him my life story, the tragedies of a father's death, the man who tried so hard to replace him, but turned out to be a very bad and corrupt man, my desperation of finding hope turning into sorrow, reaching up only finding rock bottom, and then being freed by him. He started to cry, little crystals fell down his face. He embraced me, and then left me to be shattered. Since I was shattered there, I needed someone to help me be put back together. No one came.
I woke up in a cold sweat. I was petrified at what I had just dreamed. I looked at my clock. It was not even three hours sleep this time. It was only three in the morning, but I knew there would be no more hope for rest if I even tried to attempt it.
I walked through the chilly night, to my well. Technically its grandpa's, but I'm the one who spends all the time there. Something was comforting there. The same feeling I got when I go to the tree in the back yard. I think back to my dream. It was about the day I told Inuyasha my soul, what made me who I am, why I was troubled and slept rarely. He is the only one who I could ever love, yet, like in my dream; he left me to be shattered.
I am so glad that I had track today. I saw Inuyasha, and he needs to talk to me. I need to go meet him now. Good luck to me, I hope for the best.
I will be ok, I will be ok, I will be ok....He is going to marry Amaya when they graduate this summer. I was invited. Something isn't right; his eyes were sad, not joyous. He doesn't want me to go. I will not attend. I refuse it. In fact, there is no end to this torture. I am leaving. I am going to Florida. I am tired of fighting it, it's no use, and I can't win. After lunch I also had an interesting conversation between Amaya. She slammed me up against the lockers, and started to scream at me. As this was the south wing, and the south wing is empty after lunch, no one was there. That is good on my behalf. This is why.
Amaya came out of no where. She screamed, "Don't attend our wedding. You will totally destroy it if you did. Inuyasha doesn't care about the stupid bitch that was abused by her stepfather. He doesn't care that you might not be here if you hadn't met you. It's not his fault you were so depressed and so beaten up that you almost killed yourself. Do you know how much grief you caused him? You are so inconsiderate. Then you think you can steal him from me? No, you can't have him, now just let us be!"
"You can't talk about him like an item, and besides, I do not care for him anymore. He is your fiancé, and even if I did try to steal him, I would only be naïve, so you have nothing to fear." She then proceeded to slap me. Lucky me, I got to sport a slap mark on my face for the next three hours. Inuyasha was worried. He said he didn't like the look in my eyes. He didn't like that mark on my face. He asked me three times to tell him who did it. I couldn't tell him. Not because I was scared, but because I refused to tell on her like a little child. He really wants to know. He says if he finds who did it, he will personally skin them alive. If I really want to break them up, I have two months to do so. It's so not gonna happen.
