A/N: Everyone notice the high rating? Good there is a reason it's in italics if you don't want to read it. By the way please be kind with the reviews! This chapter brings back a lot of bad memories! Although my father was the greatest person in my life, my next door neighbor's son wasn't!

She was a young beautiful woman who was carrying the miracle of life in her. She was so beautiful any man in the world would have given up everything to have her. So why did she choose him?

She had long brown hair and sparkling blue eyes. The eyes always hid a smile or happiness in them. It was amazing. She was a wonderful figure of a woman as well, even though she was pregnant. She had a long slender body, and legs that went for miles. She had nice assets as well, which luckily or unluckily Sora got the short end of the stick in the genetic pool on that one.

She was always wearing a smile on her face, and a bow in her hair. She was beautiful.

Why him? Of all men why him?

He was attractive, yes. He was the top blitz ball player at her high school. He always had blue eyes, but accompanied by blonde hair. He had nice muscular lean body. But he had an attitude of a rock.

Negative about everything. Something was never good enough. His team mates didn't play well enough. His parents made him angry. His girlfriends were never pretty enough. Nothing was ever enough for him.

Typical poor rich kid.

So why him? She wasn't shallow, so what made her fall so madly in love. What made her fall to her knees in his glory. What made her kiss at his feet in sheer worship of her personal god. What made her fall in love?

Well for one, she wasn't madly in love.

Her friends were always the influence on her, and being as stupid but nice as she was, she gave in to peer pressure. She drank away at his blitz ball session party. Even played drinking games with the players. And my was she a good drinker. She took and took and took, until a warm sickness intoxicated her. The feeling of wanting and belonging was warming her cold bones.

And there was him.

He was completely sober. He thought it would mess with his perfect sports abilities. But he didn't mind taking advantage of people who did drink. Oh he was going to like this one. The town beauty. The one everyone wanted to have, and many would love her dearly. He didn't want love though, love was for girls and gay people. Nothing was worse than girls and gay people.

So he wanted her for the night, just another fling to satisfy his thirst for pleasure.

And they went upstairs. And did things that only mommies and daddies should do. So they became a mommy and a daddy.

At first daddy didn't want to admit that he was the father of a child. Why would he? He would have to give up his career in sports. But his parents knew, they caught him that morning with a strange girl naked on his floor. He didn't like sharing a bed with anyone while he slept.

So they got married. And the fighting began.

From the first month to the ninth they were in a constant argument over something. But it would be okay. His parents still paid for everything. They would also pay for a babysitter so they could go to school. Everything was fine. Besides with a new baby boy who father wouldn't be proud!

" It's a beautiful baby girl!"

That was the start of the abuse.

Daddy would go out and drink with his friends, because it didn't matter anymore. He had a daughter, he had a whore. His sports were over and he started working at his father's company, making good money.

He never gave any money to the two whores he lived with though. They weren't good enough, all they were good for was sex and they were good punching bags sometimes.

But then mommy's friend saw them one night, and called the police men. And they took daddy away.

" You see my dad never thought I was good enough! I was just a girl!" Sora started to shout. " So when ever I started acting "girly" playing with a doll or wearing a dress, he would hit me! And when he was drunk …," Sora trailed off.

" Come here you little slut!" Sora's father slurred.

" Yes daddy," Sora was good little girl. Mommy was too tired and asleep to yell at daddy. Then mommy would get hurt too.

Sora had her hair in a ponytail, and that was a no-no. Sora's hair was always supposed to be spiked like a boy! She was supposed to wear all the clothes that boy's wore. Sora was supposed to be a boy.

" You're being a girl again!" he started to shout. " You know what girls are for?"

" Sex…" Sora said starting to cry.

" Only girls cry! You're really asking for it now!" he said grabbing Sora's hair and dragging her on to her bed. He picked her up and threw her down. He soon joined his daughter in her bed.

" This is punishment for ruining my life! Now what do you say?" his father smirked.

" I want you, daddy!" Sora sobbed feeling her shorts and underwear start trailing down her legs.

" Good," he said trailing his hand up her leg. His fingers slightly trailing her sensitive feminine folds.

" Ah! Stop!" Sora jerked and squirmed. This was rewarded by a long slender finger roughly jabbing into her. She cried in pain as she was forced open yet again.

And the rest of the night was filled with nightmare and despair.

" That's why I'm a boy! Girls are weak!" Sora screamed in agony. She was now sobbing on the couch. She was curled up in a protective ball away.

Riku reached out to tough her shoulder, but his light touch made Sora scream and squirm away. " Please! Riku…I know …I know it's you! It's Riku!" she started to mumble to herself.

" It's just me, I won't hurt you Sora."

A/N: bows I AM SO SORRY! OMG > I'm so going to get reported for this! sorry sorry sorry! Anyway I'm sorry for these chapters being short but as a first time writer I can't really write more than 4 pages without ending the chapter! I need to learn to stop! I promise I'll practice and my next story will have longer chapters! Once again I'M SORRRRRRYYYYY