Okay ppl,i'm just now realizing a mistake I made,but I found a way to fix it. Now here it is. I said that her mom was a hooker and stuff,but then said she was dead. The hooker slut is her step mom okay!
Chapter 8
Kagome opened her eyes meakly,weak from blood loss.She could feel the pain in her lower arms stinging.She looked up,to see that the sky was clear and blue above her.It wasn't gray like normal,like yesterday and somehow she found this odd. The sky being blue in this town was weird.But it was,bright and shiny.
But oh well,it was just the sky no big deal.So it was blue wasn't it supposed to be this color?She shook it off and looked down to examin her cuts,but they wern't there.Well,they were,but you had to peel back the millions of bandaids.Obviously somebody had a surplus of bandaids,but then why were they over her cuts?
She stared at them for a little while before figuring that they wern't gonna do flips or anything so she looked back up at the sky. It was still unusually blue.
She sighed and looked away,still vaugly wondering why she was coverd in more bandaids then that little dorky guy who worked at the drug store.The one that kept shaveing off his moles and zits and stuff. What was his name? Oh,Hojo! Yeah that little dorky guy.
But she,like everything else,shrugged it off and grabbed hold of the branch slightly above her to pull herself up.She looked down again,concentrating on her torn up gray sneakers.She wiggled her toes around a little in the small bit of room she had left in them and went to kick at a rock on the sidewalk she was now walking along.She scuffed the shoe before tearing a hole in the toe.It was definatly time to swipe more money from her parents.Or at least the people she was forced to live with. She had no parents.
But along the way to her hell hole,she couldn't help but let her mind wander back to the bandaid bonanza that was on her arm.Where the hell had it come from? Was it someone's idea of a joke? Was someone trying to be nice? Why?
Her mind flooded with all of these questions.
'Oh well',she sighed,shakeing her head vigeriously to clear her thoughts,' who really cares,it's a once in a life time thing.'
She wasn't much of a beliver in miracles if you could call it that.Nope,that went KABLOOSH with all her dreams of happy things and the notions that her mother might come back for her.She ditched that when she was 10. After all,she was dead,she was never comeing back,and even if she wasn't dead after 5 years she wasn't gonna come back for her anyways. Nope,her mother didn't care,that's why she let herself die.That's why she escaped.She chose death over her only daughter.
'You couldn't have took me with you',Kagome wished as silent tears drew paths across her face.
Flashback
Kagome,a young 5 year old chile,ran up to the front steps of her shabby house,macaroni art in hand.She was smiling brightly cause soon she would get to show her mother her artistic ability.And then her mother would take her and they would go spend the day out somewhere before her dad came home,drunk and stoned.That way,he wouldn't hit them! Then she wouldn't have to dress in long clothes or explain the bruises! It was great.
But recently her mother had been less enthusiastic.She would take her out,but she wouldn't play with her. If they went get ice cream,she wouldn't eat any unless Kagome offerd her a bite.But usually that wasn't often.It was gone too soon.
If they went to the park,she would sit quietly on the bench,her frazzled hair sticking up in some places.She wouldn't play on the jungle gym like she used to or push Kagome on the swing.She just sat there,watching her daughter blankly.Sure she used to do those things,but ever since Kagome heard strange noises from upstairs one night,her mother hasn't been the same.She wouldn't tell her why.It wasn't right to tell a 5 year old that kind of thing.
But either way Kagome loved going out with her mother. And so she wasted no time in rushing into the house not bothering not to slam the door.She slamed it loud and it shook the walls and all the pictures fell down.But she didn't notice. She was too busy looking for her mommy.
And then she found her.She was in her room,in the small place between the bed and the wall,right below the window in the pitch black dark.Which is why she didn't notice the small girl come in.The once yelling Kagome had now quieted at her mother's strange bahavior and was stareing from across the bed.Watching it happen.
She watched as her mother rocked back and forth,before reaching under the bed and extracting a small needle.She fumbled with it as her hands shook,but she still held onto it.She diped it into a small container of fluid filling the syrenge part.Like when the doctor gives you a shot amd fils the needle.
' Is mommy sick? dose she need a shot? shouldn't she be at the doctor?' the small girl wonderd.
But still interested in her mother's qbsurd behavior,she watched.She watched as her mother injected the needle into her large vein on her arm.She watched as her mother jerked violently,before falling limp face first.She watched as her mother killed herself.Suicide.
End Flashback
"Why?",she whisperd to herself,now that she was older and understood what had happened.when she was a litte girl,before she knew better,there had been a million stories floating around.Some cruel,some sad,some ridiculous.But they all had something to do with her.At least all the ones she had heard.
They all knew she had killed herself.That she couldn't take it anymore,and ended it.That she had taken the cowards way out.But they never told her.Nobody would talk to her.Except her father.But all he did was yell.He yelled at her,told her it was her fault,that her mother killed herself because she hated her and wanted to get away.He sent her up to her room crying,forced her to take the shots she was so afraid of at the doctor. She was terrified then.
And the awful thing was he enjoyed it.He never cared about her health before.But now that she was afraid of the needles,he took her for check ups constantly.Just to force her into getting a shot.And always she cried as he threw her lollypop to the ground,crushing it with his foot,before takeing her home and beating her.
He had stopped that as she got older.Learned about everything.Read old newspapers in the library,the obituaries.Watched old news shows.Figured out what went on,and learned about what happened in yher mother's room that night.A week before her death when she broke.She learned all about her father rapeing her mother.Over and over,hitting her,getting help.Allowing hois friends to take her.Filling her every opening.Tearing her.And then throwing her out the room and down the stairs into the kitchen.Everything that broke her mother was hos fault.But she couldn't help but hate her mother too.
"Why didn't you take me with you? or why didn't you take me and leave? You didn't have to break? Why did you marry him? Why didn't you kill him! WHY DIDN'T YOU DO SOMETHING!"
She couldn't help the increase in her volume,as she broke down on her porch crying.Her father wasn't home now,he was out with someone.Probably haveing sex with two strippers at once or something at a bar.Either way,if Sota wasn't home she was alone.
Her tears dotted the cold concrete of the porch.they fell and fell and she couldn't hold them back.It was impossiable! Why hadn't her mother done more? Why had she just sat back and let him do that to her? Why? Why did she marry him? Why? She was stupid! She was a stupid bitch leaving her children like that.
( A/N : Okay ppl. your probably wondering where Sota is during all of this? Well he was at her sister's house.She couldn't handel an abusive rapeist husband,a 5 year old,and a two year old baby.So she sent Sota to her sister to raise.But after she died her sister decided she didn't want anything to do with him and sent him home where Kagome served as his older sister and his mother )
She hit the pavement with her fist! She was sick of it! She was sick of hateing her mother! She was sick of haveing a stupid bitch for a mother who chose her own peace in death before her children.She wanted her mother to be better. But she wasn't.
And thus,she abused the pavement,takeing out all her anger,and energy on it before slipping away into sweet unconciousness.The eyes,watching like always.
Kagome groaned as she felt someone shakeing her,as well as the cold nipping at her wet clothes.And she was baffled and confused and tired all at once which ended up wither her opening her eyes looking really stupid.And then sneezing.
"What the?",she asked,looking for who was shakeing her.She looked up into Sota's brown eeyes.He looked really worried.
"lil bro? Wazzup?",she asked,looking down at her sopping clothes," what happened?"
"I'm sorry I was scared!",he screamed throwing himself on her,earning a loud scream from her part as pain enveloped her body.Quickly her fell off her full of apologies.
"Just tell me what the hell happened",she groaned at the pain shooting through her limbs.
"Well",Sota began explaining,guilt drippuing from his every word," It was late.I heard you screaming outside,and figured you went into another fit of anger at ... her... and so I ran outside to calm you down.But that was after I gatherd up the courage too,you get kinda violent in your little fits and so by the time I got there you were passed out,I tried to wake you up but you were too far gone,and so I tried to drag you up to your room but even though you barely weigh anything cause we don't eat very much,I'm not very strong cause of that very reason! So I couldn't even get ylou off of the door before dad got home. i'm sorry I got scared he was stoned and drunk and had Kena with him ( their step mom ) and I was scared so I ran.They got mad at you cause you were in their way so they beat you and I was really sorry and I was crying bit I ran to my room and hid until they wen't to his room.But then I was scared to move you I doidn't wanna hurt you more!".
He was completely in tears now crying openly.he could do that.Kagome didn't cry that openly,with loud sobs unless something was very wrong.
"Sota chill,I know he's an evil bastard and I don't blame you okay sweetie? just help me get upstairs so I can get dressed.I'm guessing it rained last night?"
He nodded and she snuffed up her runny nose back to wherever your snot goes when you suck it up back into your nose.And so with the help of her spastic,worried,brother,she got back into her room and threw on her other shirt.A red one.A dark blood red color.She then quickly ran a brush through her hair,despite the fact that it didn't do anything cause her hair was too screwed up from sleping with it wet.And that it was only raining for a little while,like the first hour or so and so it dried that was.Jacked up majorly!
But it's not ike it matterd.she wasn't trying out for anything.She was just returning to school so that she could be friendless.She didn't have Sango,if anything Sango was another enemy.She could add her to her list of people to take abuse from.
Kikyo
Inuyasha
Koga
and now..Sango.
Somehow it hurt to think about that.
But nonetheless,she trudged along the walk that she had just come from last night.Dejavu.But Hey,she got to escape from her world of physical abuse from her father,responsibility of her brother,regrett,hatred of her mother,and Kena. She got to go to a world of abuse from other people her age, foul language and hateful things,still the responsibility of worrying about Sota,and the hatred of her mother.She had the loneleness here.
Which was worse? Even she didn't know.And she still didn't as she enterd the classroom.Tripped over Kikyo's foot,falling into Koga's sexually harassing arms.Watched Inuyasha's annoying evil smirk,as he apered to be enjoying the show,until the teacher came in.They then dropped her on the floor,Koga takeing peeks up her skirt,and then the teacher told her to get her dirty ass up off the floor she was messing it up.And threw a pincel at her.It hoit her square between the eyes as she pulled herself up off the floor,useing her desk to pull herself up.
But the desk didn't hold,toppeling over dropping on her back.On her bruse,makeing her scream out in pain.Causeing Inuyasha to flintch dur to his sensitive ears.And maybe, just a little regret,like on the first day of sixth grade. But like that day he made up for it by laughing at her with his friends.But evenyually,her tears started to stream down her cheeks again as she failed to lift the desk off her.
Once again,Inuyasha couldn't help but feel a little pang of regret.He hated seing wemon cry.
"Cry baby!"Kikyo shouted,getting a roar of laughter from the class.
"Feh",Inuyasha snorted ,"This is stupid",he reached over and pulled the desk off of her," Stupid weak wench "
This got more laughs,and he sat back down.Kikyo started suffocateig him in kisses again.But hey,his rep was till in one piece. And that was all that matterd..right.
But as Kikyo reached her hand up his shirt to play with his abs and pecs,he couldn't helop but glance back at the whimpering girl,running her fingers along her back gingerly,a bruise no doubtly forming on her sore back,to match the one on her tender,abused skin, between her eyes from the pincel.