Kagome's hands firmly grasping the sheets uncomfortably, tightening her eyes pretending like she had fallen fast asleep. She gently raised her head, seeing his silhouette disappeared from the doorway, gathering her breath trying to relax and take in this brand new life of her's. Her head looked solemnly at the cream colored ceiling, feeling her sad thoughts of her life that drifted away hit her like a thousand knives all at once. She appreciated that she was free, with parents that were overjoyed eager to take them under they're wings feeding them real food, instead of the paste and water they tasted awfully everyday of they're lives. Her eyelashes flickered seeing a sky roof gazing at the bright moon, in the comfort of her own bed through the transparent window."I can't sleep..it's hard not to. It's hard to accept this is my life now. I just want to be in my own home, and have my own family again. It's great that we have a brand new life, but it isn't exactly exciting as I thought. Only if I came with to his soccer game. Maybe things wouldn't have turned out like this for me, or my family. I thought how exciting it would be, but it isn't like that at all. Things won't be the same, not without the family I loved..." Her soft hands grasped something precious from her ripped and yellow bag that looked nothing but a hand me down. It had been tattered and beaten only staying together by the stitches. Her palms grasped the diamond necklace sparkling wildly underneath the sky roof hovering over top. When she stared at that necklace, it only made her member her mother's beaming face handing it to her, each time she gazed upon it.
She grasped it, ever so tightly to her chest hoping her whimpers wouldn't be in ear shot to hear her suffering, alone. She could feel the salty tears escape from her eyes, trying to hold them back like she did when she watched sappy movies with her friends. She couldn't help it, she couldn't hold back her feelings anymore she needed to burst out and cry to live through another day, painful enough. Her thumbs gently rubbed against the necklace seeing her name written beautifully in hand writing, feeling her tears rolling effortlessly down her cheeks against her fingertips, drenching her charm in tears. She felt irritated feeling moistened cheeks, but this time she didn't care anymore she was too sad to even notice or give a damn about it. " Why couldn't I have lived a normal life, forever? Why did I deserve this misery!?" She belted out, realizing her voice raised higher with the anger that spreaded wildly through her veins like an contagious disease.
She hopelessly threw her face smothering herself into the thickened sheets, smelling the sweet scent of the fabric softener that smelt heavenly. Her hands clung to the sheets for dear life, just like his mother had done before she disappeared after committing her unruly crime. "You don't deserve this. Neither do I.."
Her suddenly reaction raising her head, feeling the weight against the bed feeling her sinking it softly further into the bed. His deepened voice filled with tenderness, feeling betrayed that she couldn't cry without any interruptions, or anyone watching the tears sliding down her reddened cheeks. She knew there was no use, to wipe the tears he already saw them and saw her pain clearly the moment his foot stepped onto the hard wood floor.She couldn't hide anything from him anymore, whether she wanted to or not it couldn't be done.
His shoulders, and the eyes were exposed from the moonlight, while the rest hid in the darkness like the rest of the objects in her room. His mysterious brown eyes looked darker than ever in the shadows, while he looked sincerely for the first time. She didn't know what to say from there, the words just wanted to say she chocked on and only a sigh came off of her dull colored lips. She felt his warm, forgotten hands creeping steadily towards her palm eyeing the beaded silver string he knew was from a necklace. She didn't have to spare him the details, he understood exactly what was going on just by gazing into her eyes that said everything about her. His rough, scuffed hands unfolded hers revealing the necklace she cherished from her darling mother. Gently, he unhooked the ends placing it tenderly over her neck until it was situated about her chest. "Look, life's a bitch and you know that. You don't have to god damn lie to me that your happy when your clearly not. God Kagome, stop playing this tough act. I understand you miss everything that you once had, a family, friends more than I ever had. I didn't mean to intrude like that, but this is the last time I wanna see you tears. Promise me that..."
His voice spoke strongly, full of spirit when she felt completely knocked down to the ground helpless to bring herself back up again. Her hand looked down to the comfy bed sheets wishing she could keep that promise to him. She felt his hands grasp her surpringly by the waist, until her head was situated leaning on her shoulder while he gently wiped the last flowing tear from her face. His hands gently cupped her head, feeling her strands of hair underneath his fingers. For minutes on there was complete silence, only the whistling wind could be heard, and the trees knocking against the glass. She swallowed heavily, feeling her lips chapping and her throat as dry as hell trying to say the words that were needed. "I promise.. I'm glad you care about me..." His hands forced it's self away flying of the edge of bed seeing the unwelcoming look beaming brightly in her hazel eyes. "Don't take it that god damn seriously Kagome. Look, your lucky to have good memories to fall back on. Don't you forget that. I just don't wanna see you cry anymore.. You should be glad what you had, not what you lost. Night Kagome, I'll see you in the morning."
"Night...sleep good..cause we'll need it... "
Kagome just dazed at the clock, noticing the green digital numbers showing it was only three o'clock in the morning. Her head was hidden underneath the covers, tiredly trying to keep her promise she made sincerely made to him. Her head just stared aimlessly at the rain covered windows, hearing the thunder cracking feeling her heart pump faster, with each unexpected crash. She watched the rain slid down the window, seeing the surroundings outside warped looked from the rain. Her hands just threw the pillow over her head, trying to drown out the startling noises from outside. "He's right.. I shouldn't cry anymore.." Kagome found her eye lids heavily saggy, with a tired sigh full of relief hoping tomorrow would be a great, brand new start for herself. Her hands graciously released the pillow, drifting off to sleep to only the noise of the rain pattering against the glass windows.
Faintly, she could smell something pleasant, that smelt like real food that came from downstairs in the country style kitchen. She could taste the fresh oranges and cinnamon already in her mouth, waking to a delightful, heavenly scent. Her eyes opened in a flash, hearing the birds singing in the breeze, realizing may this life wouldn't be all that bad.
Her feet could feel the cool title floors, amazing seeing bowls full of cereal a full breakfast meal, set out like it was an all you can eat buffet. Her eyes danced in amazement, it had been awhile since she saw food that actually looked good, and tasted better than the moist, nasty taste of water and paste on they're tongues. She could see Marla tied in a satin white bathrobe, cooking over the stove, with Mark lounging in the living room with another ice cold beer in his hand. Kagome could only place herself on the oak chair, seeing him stumble tiredly downstairs wiping the sleep from the corner of his eyes. His hands gently touched her shoulder, giving a half widened smile of concern.
"You feeling better?" Kagome just gabbed her spoon twirling it around in her cereal bowl, with her hand holding up her head from falling into her food.
"Ya, abit better." Kagome replied, while Marla tied her curly blonde hair, placing a piece of fruit in her mouth. " Wow, you made this all for us?" Kagome thought astounded that these parents set a whole thing of food, fancy laid out like it was too pretty to eat. Marla just glanced at her son and her beautiful daughter, seeing his horrible morning face staring like he had a huge grudge against her, something he dared not to trust. He didn't want to feel happy about having new parents, in his own mind the only one he could truly depend on and trust was himself and Kagome. He began to see the girl as a friend more than an enemy. "Of course darling. You guys need a good breakfast, after what you guys probably been eating at the orphanage. I'm going to work, so today's the day you pitch in, while he goes to school later on." Kagome began twisting her thick pieces of hair, seeing her rushing doing a million things at once. Marla twisted her hair placing the clip in. Throwing her white jacket on that matched her long white skirt, with her foot out the door.
His face, could only scowl hating the annoying cheeriness like she was fake, completely fake like one of those good happy mothers that weren't even on this earth. He thought maybe she smiled like that, because of the dozes of botox injections she had planted into her face. The look in her eyes, as well as the father's wasn't welcoming and only Kagome seemed happy and overcome by all the little neat things she was discovering. The father always had a cold beer in his hand, lounging around nothing but a slacker. Te look he sent him was more of a hateful glare than anything of being wanted as a son at all. He had a feeling, he wasn't intended to be apart of the family, only Kagome was. Only a beautiful, young darling like her they cared about, and it just reminded him about his mother. Pretending like she loved him, like her whole world revolved around her darling young son. Until a young daughter arrived, it felt the exact same way to him at this moment. Kagome shoveled the last piece of fruit on her mouth, twirling her spoon until the annoying sound of it hitting the sermonic bowl savoring the last taste that laid on her bright bloody colored lips. Her head could only tilt towards him in curiosity, remembering last night when he decided to pay her a visit, making her trying to feel her greatest, even though it was tough enough. She could see the scowl written on his face, banging the spoon with his hands grasping to end like he was about to bend the piece of metal in half. He didn't even touch his cereal, he just stared at it like something was wrong, noticing the spoon wasn't even soaked still completely clean.
" What is with him? Ever since he's been here he's been acting strange... I thought you were excited you were getting real food!?" Her voice raised higher, like she felt like she was the mother bitching him out for something he had brought upon himself. His hands pushed it away in disgust, seeing Kagome reaching for the fruits that laid neatly in the brown basket in front of her greedy hands. His hands violently slapped hers, feeling the burn of his hand forced against hers, losing feeling in her left hand while the fruit rolled off the table bruised and beaten against the titles. His chocolate eyes, stared into nothing as though he was possessed, unexpectedly bringing his hand violently to hers and act like nothing had happened at all. Kagome's hands held her left, feeling the hot burning sensation that reminded her for a spilt second of the scars and beatings that endured gruesomely in the orphanage. Her hazel eyes could only silently watch in surprise, until the fruit had completely stopped, wondering what the hell was a matter with him.
Kagome angrily rose from the oak chair sending it fly backwards, steadily her feet tearing at the ground seeing his chocolate eyes hiding behind his long black curtain of hair that rested faithfully on his shoulders. She could feel the blood rushing through her veins, noticing the emotionless face like he couldn't give a damn about what was going to happen. "What the hell did you do that for!? Ever since we got here you seem like you can't trust them, is that it?! We get real food, and what happens?! You turn it down! Tell me why you did that?" Her voice sounded high strung, seeing her neck straining and her voice dry trying to yell to get her point across through his dense head. His head began to dance with headaches growing larger with every noise that rolled off her lips, grasping his head to make the pain stop that grew the more she screamed violently in his sensitive ears. His rough hands unexpected grasped the end of the chair flipping it completely on it's side, almost breaking it in half like a twig. His eyes wildly shoot back at her, the same disgusted, hatred look she had received the day she laid eyes on him.
"Ha, your saying I have a problem since we got here!? I don't trust them alright!? Kagome you can't trust strangers that are trying to be your god damn parents for god sakes. I don't care if they are nice, friendly. God damnit, are you that stupid! For all I know they poisoned the food! Just because we have a family now, doesn't mean anything. They aren't anybody to trust. One day already and your trusting them!"
His voice raised, but the words didn't seem to make annoyance to Mark, who had the television volume raised of the race car shows, tipping the bottle until he could taste the last drop in his mouth. Kagome couldn't be more appalled by his reactions towards her. She felt guilty, that she thought she saw good come from within him when he made her feel like she was wanted and strong, but that seemed to go down to gutter. Her hazel eyes
Were lit with fire dancing in her eyes, noticing his behavior haven't changed on bit. The scowl remained plastered on his face, and when something wonderful happened he passed it off as nothing at all. Maybe he was captivated in the bloody orphanage so long, he couldn't be happy, but only express emptiness and pain hoping Kagome could go down with her like a sinking ship hoping she'd suffer the exact same cause of death and hell.
Her eyes began to burn like acid, and her injured hand felt twice it's size pulsing with every ounce of pain. She felt completely dumb, like those school girls that would set there heart on someone and to feel they're hearts get ripped in front of they're very own eyes. Ready, to dramatically fall to the floor wishing they never believed or cared about someone in her life, something she began to regret. Her hands fidgeted wildly with her necklace, sliding it back and forth against her neck, narrowing her hazel eyes hating herself and him for believing there was some good in him. She proved herself wrong, and importantly he did. Her nose was burning, and she could feel the residue of tears ready to stream down her cheeks, trying to stop herself from breaking down. "You wanted to escape and you damn well know it! You trusted the orphanage's food more than this? I was completely wrong about you. I thought you were a great person that just had some issues, but forget that. I begged them to take you, because I cared about what was going to happen to you. I wasted my god damn time caring about you, when I could have done better for myself. Just because your life is a miserable hell, you don't need to make mine that. Maybe it would have been better if you stayed in the orphanage..."
Her harsh words, sounded serious. Her face boldly showed how she felt, her eyes burned with resent and hatred meaning all the words that came hurtfully from her own mouth. Her eyebrows narrowed her eyes, with the tears lingering in the corner ready to overflow and stream down her face. She just felt like nothing was good enough for him, and she wasted her time caring about some empty heartless guy maybe things would have been all better if he remained there rotting the way he wanted it to be. She believed any orphan behind the thick bars, begged for a roof over their head and real food that they could savor in their mouth. A real family that would care about them, and cherish them with undying affection just like parents were meant to do. But instead he was the complete opposite. He believed anything full of happiness, was just biding time so something could stab them unexpectedly in the backs. He had bitterness through him, and the fact that his own loving mother promised him that she'd return and broke his promise and his heart. His chocolate eyes widened seeing the bitterness, and her teeth biting at her lips when she saw the look of guilt and fear swaying in his eyes.
He stared at the chair violently flipped over, noticing the reddish rash mark belted in her flesh on her frail soft hands. He wished now that sorry could make it her worth while, but now sorry didn't seem the time she'd probably only pass it off like something that wasn't true. "Kagome..did I really make your life that miserable?" His deepened voice echoed alarmingly, seeing the young women with the short wick to the breaking point of a nervous breakdown. Her hands began losing control resulting to anger and violence, only the necklace kept her sane. Her eyes didn't even blink, she looked possessed trying to fight whatever she heard ringing in her ears. She was too nice, and gracious enough to lash out but this wasn't her it just couldn't be. Her chest began to rise with her temper, inhaling and exhaling faster than she ever did in her life. His pale face was frozen when he noticed her sudden unruly reactions afraid what she was capable of. "Did she really mean for me to go back to that god damn orphanage. I'm just trying to help her but she's thick as a god damn brick!"
He gathered the necessary air, lowering his head low for a moment slowly bringing his foot forward trying to make her realize he didn't want to make her miserable it would be the last thing he intended to do. His teeth bit down hard on his bottom lip tasting the coppery blood against his tongue trying to ease the tension between the two. His feet finally came to a stop closer than he wanted to, extending his left hand whispering gently to her. "Kagome, I never meant to hurt you.. Please listen to me. Can't we just be friends.." She stood like a deer in headlights trying to figure out what she truly believed he portrayed himself as. In the corner of her beaten red lips, was a hidden smile reaching her hand in the air ready to grasp his rough hands making things be all better putting differences aside.
Her smile was hateful, the moment she latched on to his hands feeling a strong grasp on his skin watching his eyes ready to water from the imminence pain. He felt like those boys who do anything for the girl they liked, and only to be dragged in by they're smiles and they're mind games they played upon them. Her soft hand cradled his, until he saw the spark light to her eyes, like a moth to a flame, realizing how stupid he made himself be. Her arms vastly whipping him back, watching him stumble from the force flying into the table feeling the backboards hit him in the stomach where his injuries still laid. His eyes began to tighten, when he watched the dozen of glass vases with the beautiful flowers flying like daggers to his face. She only meant to throw him backwards, but her plan backfired on herself. He felt the sharp edges of the glass hit his body, and the water soaking his rag ripped black shirt soaking his jeans. Kagome viciously grabbed his backpack, lifting himself painfully from up from the glass pieces and the water covered floor. "Get out of here now!!" Her voice screamed, with the accent of sadness draining in her voice. He felt himself go flying, jogging faster until the door slammed directly into his face.
Her body slid down the oak door, catching her breath she wasted screaming and yelling to the point her throat was sore she hardly could make a word. Her hazel eyes glanced around the kitchen tore to shreds realizing the damage and the craziness that flew in every direction in the kitchen. She feet could feel the water creeping to her feet, noticing the glass broken into a million pieces and the milk and water turning into an ocean on the floor. The table flipped completely upside down, the legs pointing to the air and the cereal bowls cracked in half. Something else she saw in the ocean that made her tears solidly run, the fact that bright red blood mixed in with it. Her hands covered her mouth, not even realizing what she had done to him. "I did that!? I tried to hurt him.. I didn't mean to..I can't believe I did this to him or anyone in my life! I didn't even realize what I was doing to begin with..I didn't mean to hurt him, I've never hurt anyone like this in my life! I feel like that stupid bitch that abused him in the orphanage. What have I done!?"
( Your probably thinking it's crazy. Maybe this chapter is anyways. We will see how things go. Please R&R)