The title of this chapter is basically the theme of this chapter. Oh, and someone asked if I chose the name and then write the chapter and the answer is no. I write the chapter and then chose the title. And I also just sorta start writing, I don't have a plan for the chapter, I mean, I know where I want this story to lead, but I usually have no idea what I want to happen in a single chapter (the early chapters at least)
Point de Rupture means Breaking Point
Now, without any further delay
Chapter 4
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At 5:00am the next morning, Renge shot up straight in bed, covering her mouth.
"Renge? Are you okay?" Kyoya was awoken almost instantly as soon as Renge began to dash to the bathroom.
Actually caring, and asking things such as 'are you okay?', weren't apart of Kyoya's plan. They were just natural instincts that just sort of kicked in. So, with that, Kyoya hopped out of bed and ran into the bathroom to make sure Renge was going to be alright.
Renge was hunched over the toilet, and she felt like she was going to throw up her stomach. She was having difficulties holding back her long hair, and throwing up at the same time. Just as she was about to say 'fuck it' and let her hair fall where it may, she felt another hand move her hand away and hold her back for her. Sure enough, it was the asshole, Kyoya. He knelt down beside her and wiped off her mouth with a washcloth between her taking deep breaths and throwing up.
After another good 10 minutes, it was over and Renge gripped the edge of the toilet bowl. Kyoya saw water drops fall into the bowl. She'd finished throwing up, right? Kyoya looked at her face and saw that the young woman was crying.
"R-Renge?" Kyoya was still holding her hair back.
"I can't do this..." Renge mumbled "I felt like I was going to die, just throwing up. Imagine me giving birth!"
"Your body just isn't used to it, it'll get better, you'll see" Kyoya tried to cheer her up.
As much as he hated her, his heart always melted when he saw her crying.
Gradually, Renge stopped crying, and fell into Kyoya's arms. Kyoya let go of his grip of her hair and let his fingers run through her silky brown locks before rubbing her back and humming.
"Madame Renge?" Saya and Hibiki had entered the room and were looking around her room.
"We're in here" Kyoya called out.
Moments later, Saya and Hibiki appeared in the doorway. They weren't there earlier when everyone was looking for Renge, they were on their break, so they didn't get to hear the news about Renge's pregnancy, and they didn't hear that Kyoya would be living with them for half the week either. So, looking at the sight before them, Kyoya holding Renge in his arms on the bathroom floor at 5:00am, they didn't know what to think. Should they scold her? Should they pretend they never saw anything?
"Care to explain yourself, Mr. Ootori? As to why you're still here" Hibiki asked, of course in a formal manner, none the less.
"H-He l-lives here n-now" Renge stuttered.
Saya and Hibiki's eyes widened "W-What? Why?"
Renge didn't think she could tell them why. Saya and Hibiki had been with her ever since her mother died, and she felt like doing this would be like stabbing a knife through their hearts and telling them that reguardless of all their hard work, she didn't benefit from any of it. She couldn't do that. She'd leave that job up to Kyoya.
"She's pregnant and I'm the father" Kyoya told them.
Hibiki glanced at Kyoya and then at Renge before turning on his heel and leaving her room entirely. Saya glared at Renge, for a few moments before pulling her away from Kyoya, and gripping her shoulders tightly so that she could be sure that Renge could hear every word that she had to say.
"Renge, before your mother died, she told me to take care of you and make sure nothing bad happens to you. I took care of you the best I could. This is your own fault. You're the one who dishonored your dead mother! Although, it wouldn't be the first time you're dishonored your mother, or your whole family for that matter!" Saya snapped "But, you really fucked up this time, Renge!"
With that, Saya raised her open palm above her head and brought it down hard, crashing against Renge's cheek. Saya held her up, but this time she backhanded Renge across her other cheek and then shoved Renge to the ground. Renge curled up on the floor, crying. She put her hand over her cheek. Saya glared at the young woman for a moment before leaving. Kyoya just sat there on the floor for a moment before getting up.
"K-Kyoya..." Renge cried.
"This is your problem, it doesn't concern me" Kyoya avoided looking at her face so that he wouldn't see her tear stained cheeks and give in. Kyoya calmly walked out of the bathroom and out of her room, closing the door gently behind him.
Kyoya walking out on her at a time like that, that was Renge's breaking point. She gripped her hand into a fist and hit it against the hard wood floor.
"Asshole!" Renge screamed. She slowly got up to her feet, cracked her neck, and wiped her tears away. Her anger at Kyoya right now, overpowered her sadness that Saya had reacted that way. And honestly, Kyoya's words and actions hurt much more than Saya's brutal slaps had. Renge stormed into her room, and she noticed Kyoya's suitcase that one of his butlers must have brung over. She unzipped it and saw all of his clothes neatly packed "Oh, well isn't that just freakin' perfect."
Renge grabbed a big pile of his clothes and walked over to her open window.
"Well, he doesn't really need any of this stuff, so I think that it'd look better on the front lawn" Renge growled as she began chucking shirts, pants, jackets, socks, underwear, all out the window. "Stupid...asshole...dick...idiot!"
Renge soon ran out of clothes and she began looking for more stuff of his the damage. Then, she saw it: Kyoya's cell phone. She walked over to her nightstand and grabbed it and walked back over to the window. She seriously thought about the consequences of throwing his phone out the window, and just as she was about to put it down, Kyoya walked it and saw her with his phone over by the open window.
"Just what the hell do you think you're doing?" Kyoya growled "Put my god damn phone down, it's worth more than your life!"
"Oh? This phone?" Renge flipped open his phone and admired it for a moment before snapping it in half "Not anymore it isn't!"
"My phone! You bitch!" Kyoya yelled "If you weren't pregnant with my child, I'd hit you, not I wouldn't hit you, I'd freakin' beat your sorry ass!"
"Mom...if you can hear me...help me..." Renge tried her best to ignore him by seeking help from her mother.
"And stop talking to your mom like she's right there listening! It's creepy!" Kyoya snapped.
"I'll let you in on a secret: I don't care! I don't care that you think me talking to my mom is creepy. I don't care that you think I'm a bitch. I don't care that you want to hit me. And I don't care that I have no importance to you other than the mother of 'your' child. But I do care that you keep saying this bullshit to me, over and over again and ruin my day because I've known the real Kyoya Ootori for not even 24 hours and I already want you freakin' dead!" Renge said coldly as she brushed past Kyoya on her way out the door.
Kyoya stood still for a moment. He didn't know what to say.
'She wants me...dead?' Kyoya thought to himself.
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After a good 2 hours of avoiding and ignoring each other, Kyoya and Renge were forced to sit beside each other in the back of Renge's limo. Renge decided to avoid looking at him, by texting. She was in the middle of texting a friend from France when she got a text from Haruhi, then she got a text from Kaoru, and then Hikaru, and then Mori, and then Honey, and then Tamaki. They all said the same thing and it made Renge drop her phone.
"What?" Kyoya asked, noticing Renge's fearful and shocked face.
"The Host Club texted me...they said 'Everybody knows' and..." Renge burst into tears "Oh my god, they all know!"
"So?" Kyoya asked, raising an eyebrow, but not looking at Renge.
"So, now everybody will be talking about me, and staring, and pointing, and laughing" Renge continued to cry.
"You've never cared what anybody thought before" Kyoya commented.
"This is different!" Renge yelped as they pulled up into the school parking lot.
"Why? Are you afraid that people will now know that Renge isn't a goody good, and that she is brave enough to have sex with Kyoya? If someone asks me, I'll just tell them that yes, I am going to be a teen parent. I won't care" Kyoya shrugged.
"Well, that's easy for you to say because you don't have to show the after effects of that god forsaken night!" Renge snapped, as she got out of the car. She didn't leave the door open for him, she just slammed it shut and started walking to class.
As Renge walked to class, she realized one important thing: The Host Club was right, everybody knew. As she passed by, people would stare and then whisper things to their friends. Some laughed and a few even pointed. The whole time, Renge kept her head low and just focused on getting to her classroom where she knew her 3 real friends would be waiting. Just as she passed the classroom that was 1 down from her own, she was stopped by a snobby 3rd year named Machi.
"I heard you got knocked up" Machi said her in snobbiest voice possible.
"Move" Renge didn't look at her.
"I also heard that Kyoya Ootori, the man that I love is the father" Machi rolled her eyes.
"Move" Renge was trying to get around her, but Machi wouldn't let her.
"You're such a slut" Machi hissed "And I bet that you don't even like Kyoya."
Renge stopped trying to get around Machi and looked up at the bitchy 3rd year "You know what, Machi? You're right. I don't like Kyoya."
Machi was to stunned by what Renge had just said, that she was almost frozen, which gave Renge an easy escape around her and a quick dart to her classroom. She was almost there when she was stopped yet again, but by Kyoya this time.
"What do you want?" Renge sounded pissed off, because she was.
"I heard the last bit of what you said to Machi when I was coming down here to find you, and you can't say shit like that! Renge, the goal is to make others believe that we love each other even though we really don't! What's hard to understand about that?" Kyoya snapped.
"Sorry, I must've forgetten between being called a bitch and being told that you wanted to beat me" Renge shook her head and walked right by Kyoya. Sure, she was willing to pretend, but he couldn't push her like that because she hated him enough as is. And it's not good for a hormonaly unstable woman to hate you.
This time, Renge actually made it to homeroom, which was of course shocking to her. As soon as she walked in, she was greeted with sympathetic hugs from Kaoru, Haruhi, and Hikaru. Renge smiled sweetly and told them that she was fine, and that Kyoya is being so good to her. Now, nobody can ever say that Renge is a bad actress because she made those 3 believe that she was just fine with the arrangement. Kyoya would be pleased with her, but it wasn't as if she'd care anyway.
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After a very long day at school, Renge climbed into the back of her limo and headed home. Kyoya had Host Club activites and he said he'd be home later, as if she actually would mind him not being there to remind her of the terrible mistake she made.
As soon as she got home, she was met by Hibiki who took her bag as she slipped off her shoes.
"Where's Saya?" Renge asked. It wasn't as if Renge wanted to see Saya right now anyway, but usually Saya greeted her when she got home from school, not Hibiki.
"She took a personal day off" Hibiki took Renge's coat from her as well.
"Good" Renge said coldly as she made her way over to the staircase.
"I'm sorry for prying Madame, but, good? Why is it good? Do you think that Saya was being overworked and needed a day off or something?" Hibiki inquired, tilting his head slightly and raising an eyebrow.
Renge rested her hand on the stair banister, she stood still on the bottom stair. She wasn't facing Hibiki, nor did she plan on turning to look at his facial expression when she told him what the 'oh-so-kind' Saya did to her this morning.
"This morning, Saya slapped me, backhanded me, then shoved me to the ground" Renge paused to hear Hibiki gasp before she continued walking up the stairs.
"Well, are you okay, Madame?" Hibiki called out to her as she stopped at the top of the stairs.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Whatever. It doesn't matter" Renge said and then sarcastically added "Thank god, Kyoya was there to help me."
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It was close to 11:30pm and Renge was lying in bed. Kyoya hadn't came back yet. She knew that she shouldn't care, but yet, somehow, she did. She cared that he wasn't there yet. After a few minutes of debating, she decided to try and find him. First, she'd have to call some Host Club members to see if they knew where he was. So, to start, she called up Haruhi who gave her a quick answer because Haruhi was better friends with Renge than Kyoya and Haruhi wasn't going to lie to Renge. Haruhi told her that Kyoya went over to this one tall, brown haired, girl's house right after the Host Club activities got over with. She said that the girl was a 3rd year.
Tall...brown haired...3rd year. That matched...Machi's description.
Of course, Renge's initial reaction to all of this was: Kyoya wouldn't sink that low...would he?
Renge quickly decided to go to Machi's house to see if Kyoya really would sink that low. She slipped on a pair of flip flops, a simple grey zip-up sweatshirt and quickly tied her hair up in a ponytail. She was wearing sweatpants and an anime convention t-shirt. Renge ran out her front door quickly, she didn't want to be seen. And luckily, she wasn't.
As Renge ran down the sidewalk to Machi's house, her mind was going in about a million different directions. She couldn't believe that she actually cared. Maybe it was just that she wanted to savior whatever small sense of pride she had left, and that was that Kyoya must think that she's a little bit pretty but if he slept with another girl then that would prove that he found her repulsive and that this was all really only about status, that he didn't find her even a little bit pretty. That would just break her, and she knew it. She was clinging to the fact that Kyoya would be loyal and that he thought she was a little bit pretty, but without that she had nothing. She had no reason to even tolerate Kyoya if she didn't even have that much.
She stopped in front of Machi's house, took a deep breath and knocked on the front door. A moment later, a butler answered the door.
"Hello?" the butler raised an eyebrow at Renge.
"Is Machi home?" Renge asked, peering past the butler.
"No" the butler responded.
As Renge peered past the butler, she saw a sight that she never wanted to see, not ever. She saw Machi and Kyoya walking down the stairs, they stopped at the bottom and Kyoya was putting his belt back on. Machi ran her finger down his chest and got on her tipey toes and kissed him on the lips. After a few moments he pulled away and shot her a blatantly fake smile.
"Thanks for tonight" Kyoya fake smiled.
"Anytime, baby" Machi winked at him.
Kyoya gave her one last fake smile before turning in the direction of the door, his eyes were met by Renge's. Renge could barely see him, her eyesight was blurred because of the tears that were filling her eyes.
"Renge?" Kyoya's eyes widened.
Renge shook her head and slowly walked down Machi's front steps and she made it a few steps before she was stopped by Kyoya gripping her wrist firmly. Renge took a deep breath, turned, and looked him in the eyes.
"I can take a lot of your bullshit..." Renge shook her head "...but not this."
"Let me explain!" Kyoya knew that he was in some deep shit.
"What's there to explain? You cheated on your pregnant fiance" Renge sighed "To think that I ever believed that you could change."
"Renge, don't be like that, don't be a bitch" Kyoya groaned.
"Okay, let's get 1 thing straight, I'm not a bitch! I have legit reasons to be upset, so my bad for reacting to those reasons. Secondly, do you ever listen to what I have to say? It seems like everything I say goes in one ear and out the other. I know it might surprise you, but I'm actually a very smart person and I know an asshole when I see one and you're an asshole. Think of everything you've done, and after you think of everything that you've done, call me a bitch. Tell me that I'm the bad guy in this situation" Renge slapped Kyoya "Asshole!"
Renge jerked her wrist away from his grip and took off down the sidewalk.
Kyoya was left staring at her back as she walked away, for the second time. This time, however, he didn't think that they would make up a few hours later like before.
But, yet again, he couldn't blame her...
For walking away.
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Author's Note: So, I've discovered that I can't write sad parts if I'm listening to an upbeat song. The original ending scene with Renge and Kyoya had a happy ending and then I re-read it and I was like: This doesn't make any freaking sense. So, I re-wrote it while listening to some sad songs and it turned out to be pretty good. =D Okay, someone messaged me, wondering as to why I haven't said the F word once in this fanfic because in my other fanfics, I'm not afraid to say it. Well, this is rated T, for I can only say the F word once, and I'm going save it.
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