A/N: Hello everyone! Back with another chapter! I jut wanted to say something. Please review! You don't have to but it helps a lot when I see nice comments about my writing. It makes me feel happy. Anyways, onto the chapter!

Chapter 16: Back Home

Yugi sat in the car in the passengers seat next to Yami. Yami was dropping Yugi off since he was allowed to leave the next day. Yugi had been horrified.

"We can still see each other." Yami whispered and Yugi nodded. He opened the door and got out. He gave Yami a sad smile before closing the door and walking up to his house. Yami pulled away before Yugi's sister could see him since there was a rusty old yellow car in the driveway.

Yugi entered his house and closed the door behind him. He heard the TV on in the living room so he made his way over to the stairs but he felt a firm grip on his shoulder and he knew that his sister had caught him.

"So? I see my little bitch brother is home," She sneered forcing Yugi to turn around and look at her. She wore thick makeup on her face and a shirt that showed off a lot of skin almost revealing her boobs. She wore a short short miny skirt that almost showed her ass.

"H-hi..." Yugi squeaked. He really wished that Yami was there right now to keep him safe. But Yugi knew that his sister would probably hurt Yami since she didn't like people like that.

"Remember the rules?" She asked darkly and Yugi gave a tiny nod. "Good. Then if you follow them, we won't have any problems. Understood?"

"U-understood." Yugi whispered and his sister nodded.

"Good. Now, go up to the attic, I don't want to look at you right now." She said and Yugi nodded. She let go and Yugi scurried up the stairs and up to the attic. He really hated this place and he wanted to just escape and never come back again.

The rest of the day passed without any problems. Yugi's sister had called him down a few times and Yugi had instantly done what he was told. Then he would be ordered to go back up into the attic.

At the end of the day his injuries were killing him. They weren't fully healed and he didn't have any medicine to help with the pain.

A few hours passed and it was almost midnight. Yugi's sister was sleeping in the spare bedroom the furthest away from the bathroom so Yugi took advantage of this. He got up and slowly and silently made his way downstairs. He grabbed a knife and slowly made his way to the bathroom. He shut the door and walked over to the sink. He took his jacket off and hung it up on the hook that was on the door. He then looked at his arms covered in scars. His recent cuts had healed and had turned into scars.

Tears formed in his eyes as he stared at his arms. He turned the water on and picked up the knife. He felt numb. He looked up at the mirror and felt more tears form in his eyes.

'Maybe everyone is right.' He thought as the blade slowly got closer and closer to his arm. 'Maybe...maybe I am weak...worthless...invisible...I'm all of those things...why am I even here anymore? What's the point?' Yugi then started to slowly cut his arm welcoming the feeling of pain. He wanted to prove that he wasn't invisible. That he wasn't just the background.

Tears streamed down his face as he made more and more cuts all along his arm, watching as the blood fell to the sink and draining down the drain, welcoming the pain.

After about five minutes he stopped. He washed his arm, dried it, sanitized the blade, and turned the water off. He slipped his leather jacket back on and left turning the light off. He put the knife back in the same place he had found it and silently went back up to the attic. He lay down in the area his parents called a bed and silently cried himself to sleep.

The next morning came and Yugi didn't want to wake up. He dreaded waking up in the morning. Dreaded the feeling of getting closer and closer to the date when his parents would return. Dreading the moment he would see his horrible sister again.

He just lay there not really wanting to get up. What would he do anyways? It was only 9:37 a.m., not even close to 1 p.m. Yugi let out a sigh and rolled over. He pulled up his sleeve and stared at his arm with the fresh cuts. He traced the cuts with his index finger and then traced all the scars that littered his arm. Tears formed in his eyes as he thought of Yami. He missed Yami so much that he couldn't bare it.

"Yugi!" His sister called from downstairs. Yugi sat up and pulled his sleeve down. He then numbly walked over to the door and pulled it open walking down the stairs. He felt that every time he was here, he was slowly breaking. Crumbling until the only emotions he felt was numbness and pain.

He did as his sister told him until it was 2 p.m. That was when he finally found an opening to get out of the house.

"I'm going out," Yugi said as he walked over to the door.

"Okay. Don't forget the rule." His sister called.

"I won't!" Yugi replied and quickly left the house. He walked down the street and continued walking. He wasn't really sure where he was going and he soon found himself at the busy part of town. He ignored all of the people who sent him disgusted glares. Yugi didn't know why they treated him like this. He did nothing to them.

Yugi sat down at a table that no one was at and he put his arms on the table. He then put his chin on his arms and stared at the ground with a blank expression on his face. His sister hated him. His parents hated him. Everyone he met hated him. He was lucky that he had found a group of friends and he was happy that he had found someone he loved. But he already felt numb and depressed and this was after one day of staying back at his house. How long could he be able to last this time?