Chapter nine: Cry Out
Faster and faster… I can't stop now, not at this moment. My body feels numb and my lungs won't breath but my eyes keep searching…
Making quick turn around the K-mart, my feet peddle against the wind. I could feel my heart pump in its rib cage, counting each fast beat. My sweaty palms tighten around the plastic handles as turned up onto the highway.
Where was the car? Was I on the right highway? Where was he? My mind races with those questions as I continue to peddle. My hair whips around in the air as it's loosened from the tight ponytail. My small black wings flap in the air as the winds hits them harmfully.
Snowflakes pelted the ground for ten minutes now; they keep coming down thicker and thicker. My vision is becoming duller but I never slowed down. A crippled paper is tucked between my frozen fingers; the ink is slowly fading away as it's getting damp.
Car lights flash through my dull eyes as I peddle along the highway. My bar shoulders prickle under the cold air. Just a few minutes ago I was back at Inuyasha's place talking to his mother now I'm searching for him as if he was a lost puppy.
I need a vacation…
I continue to rid down the highway like a speeding car. My lungs seemed to shut out all of my air, I need to breath but I can't stop. Pulling my head down I close my eyes for a brief moment. But for that moment I get the wind knocked out of my lungs, all the breath that is left. My mind goes blurry as I feel my head spin… I black out.
I wake up in my bed, panting like a dog; the covers are kicked off onto the floor. Pink walls from my childhood come to haunt me as I look around to see I'm back in my old room.
Everything is back in order, my desk is still in its right place and all my books are aligned against the wall in the bookshelf. My school books are lying on my desk like usual. My mother stands in the doorway smiling down at me. She has on her usual green skirt and white blouse.
"Kagome, breakfast is ready." She says quietly. "I don't think you'll have time for a shower this morning, I let you sleep in a little." I nod dumbly as I watched her leave my room.
Touching my face carefully I could feel the sweat trickle down my flushed face. What was happening to me? Slowly sliding out of my bed I stumbled towards my mirror, I looked myself over. My face is beaming and my cheeks have a healthy taint of red in them, my usual dull hair is now shinning.
Looking down to myself I see my old sleepwear instead of the white strapless dress. Touching my head, stomach and arms I realize that I'm real. Everything is real.
Quickly stumbling towards my closet I pull the doors open to reveal all of my old clothing hanging beside my school uniform. Yanking it off the hanger I breathe in the aroma, it smell like home.
Shrugging off my current clothing I quickly pull on my uniform, for the first time I'm happy to be wearing the short green skirt.
As I pass my fingers through my locks of black hair, I pull on some white sock and jog down the steps taking two steps at a time. My mother is in the kitchen cleaning come bowls from breakfast.
"Good morning Ma." I say quickly before I sit down on a cushion that right's beneath the table. A bowl of rice waits to be eaten. Quickly grabbing some red chopsticks I bring the bowl up close to my mouth as I gobble it up. I can feel my mother's eyes observing me closely. Looking back I give her a smile. "Thank you for breakfast."
She gives me one of her heart warming grin. "You have a little thing here honey." She says pointing to her lip.
Bring my thumb over my lips; I fling off a small piece of rice. "Thanks." I say as I go back to eating my rice to the last grain.
Picking up the bowl I stand up with the chopsticks still hanging out of my dry lips. Tiptoeing towards my mother I drop my dishes into the sink and give a peck on my mother's cheek. Her cheek feel so warm against my cold lips, I know she's real. This I not a dream.
"You're such in a good mood Kagome." My mother points out a she whipped her hands on her skirt.
"I guess it's because I'm happy to be here." I said giving her a quick smile.
"Why don't you say good morning to your father?" My mother suggest as she dipped her hands back into the soapy water.
Stepping back I looked around. My father was here?
He's sitting on the couch, flipping through his paper, reading glasses are perched on the tip of his nose making him look like so old geezer. I quickly scrambled towards him throwing my arms around his neck. I could feel his heart beat against mine.
"Hey daddy." My voice is perky and light. A small smile spreads across his wrinkled face as he takes of his reading glasses.
"How's my princess." He says as he gives me a kiss on the temple.
"Better than perfect." I say back to him. I want to whine as his chapped lips leave the side of my head.
"That's great honey, why don't you tell Sota to get ready for school; I think he's still outside skating." My father say as he put his glasses back onto the bridge of his red nose.
Quickly getting up I skitter across the floor towards the door and slip on my brown loafers and run out the door to see Sota gliding across the shrine ground with his skateboard. He stops abruptly when he sees me he and gives me a sly grin.
"Hey sis." He says walking towards me.
Quickly grabbing him into a hug I smile to myself. "Hey Sota."
He stays still; I can feel his heart pound against mine. His breath tickles my cheek.
"I know you know," He breaths out so I can just hear, "that this is all a lie." Pulling back from the hug he gives me look before slipping into the house.
I stand shock as I slowly look back to the door; he's pulling his bag onto his back as he walks back out the door. I look at him as he starts to walk down the shrine steps. He looks back to me. "Come on." He says as he continues to jog down the steps.
I quickly follow him unsure what is happening. My footsteps are light and quick as I run down all the steps. As we arrive onto the sidewalk, he grabs my hand without a glance and pulls me in the opposite direction from the school. I can feel his sweaty hand squeeze my hand slightly.
We run across the street as a car honks it horn. "Sota where are we going?" I say yanking my hand away from his.
Slowly looking back to me I look down to his eyes. They are empty. "Do you trust me?"
The sirens ring through the city like an alarm, echoing through my head. I nod my head. "I—yah I do." My eyes blink rapidly like some old dog.
"Then follow me." He says escaping into a narrow ally.
"Wait—Sota, stop!" I yell to him as he runs around a corner. Quickly following him I pass by cars and abandon houses. The sky is quickly turning into a deep purple taking over the crystal sky. A cool wind picks up my skirt as I rush around the corner.
Sota stands in front of a store window, his nose pressed against it as he watches his breath fog the glass. Slowly walking to his side I peer inside myself. It's the corner store I used to go in with him. Letting out a relived sigh I look back down to Sota.
"Sota, if you wanted to have candy, you could have just gone to the grocery close to your school." I said heaving my shoulders in the process.
"No." His voice is calm as if he was about to talk over some business plan.
"Then why the hell are we here?"
"Just follow me." He said lowering his head as he pulled open the glass door. I step inside the small shop my eyes roaming the area as I hear a soft bell from above announcing we have entered. Sota takes my hand dragging me against the wall, pressing a finger to his mouth shushing any of my upcoming comments.
The store is gloomy with a dim light flickering on above us. Two figures are wandering the aisles as the cashier flips through a porn magazine, a cigarette hanging from his white lips.
I continue to look around unsure what I'm looking for. The door then swings open with a small gust of wind, someone steps in, but I do not look. My stare is focused on the two people roaming the store, I know them. Or so I think.
Sota points towards the new costumer who is slowly walking up to the counter, hands stuffed in his jean pockets. His hair is messily brushed over to the side.
"What?" I ask Sota, but his finger is still pressed against his sealed lips.
Looking back to the counter I watch as the man leans over to the cashier and whispers to him. His hand slowly slides out of his pocket pulling out a gun.
Shit.
He brings it up quickly to the cashier's temples screaming out to him, his words are killing the air like a knife. My body goes numb as my throat turns dry, I can't move nor speak. Sota stands beside me completely still as if nothing happened.
The two customers that were roaming the isles stand frozen a couple feet away. The robber gives a quick glance to them before her hears an ear piecing scream.
The girl takes a step back as she cries out in shock; her eyes dart around nervously unsure what to do of the moment. Pushing her brother out of the way, the robber launches himself at the crying girl wanting her to stop the noise.
Too surprised to react, the girl stumbled backwards as the robber takes her by the collar. The little boy quickly jumps to his feet as he pounces towards his sister. Surprised, the robber pushed the child away throwing the girl against the marble counter.
Her head connected with the corner, blood drenched her hair as she lays lifeless on the floor, the cashier huddled in a corner.
The boy stands up in shock, tear prickle his eyes as furry takes him over as he watches the robber slowly bring his gun up to the girl.
Everything happened too fast, the gun released the bullet and connected with flesh. Another man down. The boy lay on the ground, eyes dulled by pain as his blood mixes with his sisters. A large hole in his neck lets the blood slowly drip out like a fountain.
The robber's hand shakes as he watches the mess he just made. Dropping the gun he slowly backs away from the two dead bodies. Sirens are heard through the door as armed men burst inside.
The sound of an ambulance then came with more police cars…
Slowly bringing my shaking hands to my hair, I slowly passed them through until they cup my head. My lip quivers as I feel a thick liquid drip onto my fingers. Blood… seeps into my messy hair.
Tear rim my eyes as I bring my hand up to my blurry eyes. Red, stained with my own blood. Looking down to Sota, I let out a silent cry.
A smile. The nicest smile I have ever seen from him, and he gave to me. Just for me. My hands shake as I slowly bring them around his neck letting traces of blood all around his collar like some marking. The tear drip down my face like as I sob. His eyes become duller and duller. His smile is weaker each time I blink… he's fading away from me once again.
A bullet hole lets blood seep out of his neck…
"Sota—please…" I whisper to him through my broken sobs.
Men and woman rush in and out of the store dragging in stretchers. The store is filled with chatter as they rush around trying to sort out everything. The cashier is escorted outside, a blue blankest snaked around his trembling shoulders.
But none of them notice us… we're just a ghost to them.
Hot tear continue spill out as I stumbled on my words, nothing makes sense. Everything is just like a blur. "Please-- tell me what's happening?" I finally chock out. My fingers slowly trace red marks along his white cheek.
"It had to happened," he said smiling up at me. "Just remember," his words became softer and softer as he spoke. "You are a lucky girl."
He's gone, once again, leaving me alone with my tears. Dropping to my knees I fell into ball where Sota was and let out my tears.
The sirens rang through my head like some alarm once again… I would accept death with open arms…. But it never comes…
XXXHalloo, sorry for the late chapter, I was going crazy trying to think of something up. But I finished it!
The chapter is confusing; you will understand everything in the next one I swear. I didn't have time to look it over and see if I did any mistakes sorry. Not very proud of this on but whatever.
