Breaking Point: Ch. 3 Dream, a wishful Memory
Inside the girl's mind:
glasses breaking
" I'm sorry, I'm sorry, please stop, please, I beg you," I begged to him.
" heh Beg, that was all I could do," she mused.
Flashback:
" Mommy"….
" You are a precious person, you know that," said a smiling woman.
A little girl about 4 or 5 was sitting on the woman's lap, she looked up, and smiled. " I'm precious, because mommy made me that way," she said. The women laughed, " that's true," she agreed, and both mother and child were laughing.
1 year later a slightly older girl was at her mother's bedside, crying.
" Mommy, is going to be alright, after all who will take care of my precious child," the mother smiled and coughed blood.
" Don't leave me, I don't want to be alone, I don't want to be left alone," she cried.
" You won't be alone, mommy will always be by your side," the mother said.
(The mother suffered from an incurable disease, and was said to die. She kept it from her only daughter to prevent her from worrying. And now she was going to pay the ultimate price).
Her mother grew colder.
" Hee Hee, you know what, I think your father is smiling at me from above, I think he wants me to keep him company," the dying mother said.
" Mommy? daddy can wait a little longer, he has little brother, uncles and aunts up there, he can wait a little longer for mommy," the little girl said.
" GO ON MOMMY, TELL DADDY TO WAIT A LITTLE LONGER, GO ON MOMMY PLEASE," the little girl yelled.
The mother put her white hand on her daughter's head. " Don't be so selfish, you are my precious child, Akemi " the final words of the mother.
Her mother was gone.
Akemi cried, and with her father and little brother gone whose deaths left her first breaking of her heart, her mother made that crack only wider.
A few years later when she was of the age she was now when Kurama found her.
" YOU ARE WORTHLESS," yelled a boy who began to hit Akemi.
" Why did I even love you, you can't even do anything I say right," he said and kicked her.
" I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, just please, please stop," the beaten girl begged.
" I CAN'T EVEN STAND TO LOOK AT YOU," he yelled.
She froze.
" You'd be better of dead," he said and grabbed the girl by the hair and pulled her to her feet.
" Now I'm going to make you wish you were never born," he whispered inches from her face.
With her love hurting her, it broke her heart until the only thing keeping it together was a small closure at the end, which stood for hope that she could escape this pain.
And as the boy raised his fist…
Reality:
The broken girl screamed and scream that echoed through the pouring night.
I hope this was little better, I'm sorry if it seems a little corny but this is my idea of tragedy. Akemi means " bright and beautiful" in Japanese.