My Ruin

Disclaimer: I do not own anything except this idea and/or any original characters that might appear.

Summary: Oh yes, it hurt, it hurt like hell, he didn't love her, she was blind to even think such a thought. He had made her feel like she was put on this forsaken earth just for him, and it had made her feel . . . special . . . for just one moment in her life. But that feeling was long dead, it had died with whatever love they both once shared. Which in this case, there was none.

Rated: R for violence, abuse, and language, NO lemon because I'm too young to write such things. Haha ok I lie.

Genre: Romance/Horror/Drama

Note: As for the songs I put in before the chapter sometimes they will be the entire song or just a part of the song. I do not own these songs and they are only put here because I feel they explain the story in a strange way . . . Whooooo I have a lot of music in this story haha I can't help it sorry I love rock/industrial music.

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Take the pills to ease the pain,
Pop 50 just to see if you'll remain sane,
All God's people burn in hell,
All Girlscout's get raped,
Full of lies you yourself reflect love.

Kill the Baby

-Written and performed by Desecrated Butterfly [My band, I wrote the song, my property! ]

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She had backed herself into a corner, she was hardly dressed, a white bra and white underwear to match with a little pink cotten jacket, her hair was messy and distorted, tears streamed down her pale face, and yet she still felt nothing. She held a razor in her right hand and continued to cut up and down her left arm. It was all pointless to leave, instead of him hurting her she was hurting herself and she didn't know why. She had tried to write a song for the band and she had gotten away with one but when she tried again, nothing came. She was frustrated and mentally fucked up and she kept feeling like he was always there, right behind her, watching her, waiting for her. It was driving her insane.

Oh yeah so that give you an excuse to hurt yourself. Smart Misao, real smart.

Where ever she turned she was taunted by his face, it was everywhere, in her dreams, in the mirror, in the crowds of people, everywhere. She couldn't escape.

Just put the razor down and go wrap your arm in some bandages, it'll be ok, he's gone, far away. You escaped remember?

No.

"Stupid little me." she whispered to herself, "I've become addicted to pain."

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She wasn't doing very good on her own, oh heavens no, she was doing worse then she was when she was with him. The thought made him laugh uncontrolably just picturing his sweet little Misao actually hurting herself purposely just brought a smile to his day.

He wondered what Kenshin would say if he found out, he'd probably try to 'save' her like he did last time. God he was so bad at that, Kenshin was to kind for his own good.

He turned up the volume on his car stereo, David Bowie's The Man Who Sold the World blared loudly. One of his favorites. Not like anyone cared though.

He wondered how he would get her back, disguise? No to, how do you say, shitty. Maybe he should be forward or something rather. Or perhaps pretend he's changed...who knows.

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'I don't know what to do with myself anymore'

'Someone help me.'

'I feel like I'm drowning.'

'Slowly edging towards death.'

'Is there something left in a world filled with pain?'

She opened her mouth, still trapped inside the walls of the corner, and she screamed, for no reason, just to scream.

Once she was done she felt better, and a bit safer too.

"Kire?" the voice of Omasu said, "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine" she said, "It was . . . . just a spider."

Notes: Ok so I basically end it there because I have a bad case of a writers block and I don't know what to write, I just needed to get a chapter up really bad, so anyway review and give me some ideas please