Kagome sighed, still staring out the window. It was early October, but already quite chilly. The sky, at this moment, was a deep, velvet navy. It was completely spangled with distantly glittering stars that Kagome had been wishing upon a moment ago. But alas, even on this beautiful night, Kagome's heart was as heavy as it had been the night before, and the night before, and all the other nights so far for the past two years. Because two years ago was when Kagome's mother had married Kagome's step dad.
It had started out fine, with only the usual problems. Kagome would kind of hate him because he wasn't her real dad, and he would feel uncomfortable in her company because he wouldn't know how to act. Eventually, this problem would have been solved, or so it seemed. As Kagome soon found out, this was the way he acted with her mother around, and only when her mother was around.
Her mom had seemingly one day gotten a great new job that a friend of hers told her about, and she was totally psyched about it. However, there of course was a catch. Her new job involved a lot of traveling, so Kagome's mom wasn't around a lot. That's when Kagome and Souta, her little brother, were left to suffer.
They soon realized that their stepfather was nothing but a cruel, heartless, bitter bastard who had somehow fallen in love with Kagome's angelic mother. He would come home drunk almost every weekend (sometimes weekdays as well), and it was on these occasions that Kagome and Souta would fear him the most. This was because, when their step dad was drunk, his favorite thing to do was to beat his "damn annoying, useless brats" till they saw stars. Neither Souta nor Kagome knew why he did this (of course they were forbidden to tell as well), but the explanation was simply that he needed a psychiatrist. He was truly crazy.
Thankfully, Kagome (even if she didn't look it) was actually quite tough, and insults and physical torture bounced off of her with no harm done at all. But, after two years, even her spirit was rather dulled. The same could be said for her brother. He was not enjoying this Hell of a life either, and the thing he wanted most was simply to have his mom and his true sister, not the quiet, tired one, but the radiant optimist, back. It was a lot to deal with for a kid of about ten, Kagome (being 15) had it a lot easier.
Okay, that was the intro, read and review please.