Chap. 4: No more wishing
Hojo stood at the back door to the house. He stared at Mimiko through the glass door. She had changed into dry clothing to talk to the police about Kagome's death. Well, the police talked…Mimiko listened. She sat very still and silent listening, absorbing it all. There was a lull in the conversation and she got up from the table and walked outside into the rain without saying a single word.
Mimiko sat on the lip of the well. Tears still clutched to the edge of her eyes. She just sat. She didn't gasp for air or shiver or anything. She just stared into the empty nothingness of the ancient well. Her lip quivered from crying and then she drew in a deep hearty breath and spit in the well.
"No more wishing! No more dreaming! Dreaming can't bring her back! Nothing will! She's gone and it's my fault! I hate my life! I hate this well! I wish I was never born!" Mimiko screamed in a mad attempted to relieve the pain but it didn't work. She stood up hastily and she struggled to keep her balance. It didn't work. She fell over backwards into the well. She groped for something to grab onto. A vine, a stone, anything she could. Tears filled her eyes once again and she all-of-the-sudden felt the cold, hard ground beneath her. She didn't realize she had hit the ground and was amazed she didn't feel herself lurch after a fall from that height. It didn't matter though. She didn't die like she had hoped, so, what was the point.
Mimiko turned over onto her front side and balled her fist and slammed it on the ground, then cried herself to sleep.
A/N: Guys…I really want to know if this is worth continuing. It's not getting as many reviews as I had hoped but I'm loosing the will to write it. If you like it…tell me. If you don't…then still tell me. I need to know what to do here. Thanks.
Katy