Broken Hearts

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31- Leaving and Being Found

Sunlight was seeping through the half-opened shades and right into Kagome's eyes, blinding her temporarily and causing her to sit up quickly, wincing as tremendous pain shot up through her leg. She kept herself from screaming, however, by placing a shaky hand over her mouth.

She remembered what Naraku had told her that morning after he had slapped her around a little the night before, "I'm going out with some of my friends. If you leave and tell anyone, I'll kill everyone close to you, understand?"

Kagome shuddered at the thought. She had been there for two days and in those two days she acquired more injuries such as a bruised cheek, a bunch of scrapes and scratches, and perhaps a cracked rib. And she had also been raped at least three times.

She pushed her tired, injured body up from the bed, stumbling a bit on her wounded leg, wincing in pain from her ribs. She found the remnants of her clothes and managed to slip them on, noticing that her leg was still bleeding pretty badly. That bastard Naraku had not even offered to help bandage her leg up.

She stumbled into his closet and grabbed a shirt and tied it around her bleeding thigh tightly, crying out as pain seared throughout her. Once she had managed to stop the bleeding, she found another shirt and tied it around her ribs for assistance. She then went into the bathroom and washed her face as best she could and ran her fingers through her knotty, dirty hair carelessly, wondering if anyone knew that she had been missing ever since the dance. Since it was Sunday, and Inuyasha was probably going to go over to her house, they were probably already searching for her.

Oh, no, Kagome thought helplessly, turning and heading for the door as quickly as she could: please don't let my mom know. I hope she hasn't found out that I've been missing.

She went to the front door, opened it and walked out into the freezing air, leaving it open to anyone who wanted to come inside; she did not care. Besides, it was payback for everything Naraku had done to her in those two days.

She stumbled down the steps and onto the sidewalk, pain coursing through her leg and ribs with every step. She wanted someone to see her, ask her if she was all right. She saw no one on the streets, however. Maybe because everyone was at church, who knew?

Kagome crossed the intersection and stumbled over a whole in the sidewalk. She almost fell, but grabbed the street sign for balance. She glanced down at her thigh to see how the bandage had been holding up and found that it was not holding in anything at all. Blood dripped down her ripped jeans, leaving blood colored streaks and spots. She also left behind a trail, splattered on the sidewalk.

She felt like some kind of wounded animal that was running from a predator, leaving behind a trail for its killer to follow.

She was hungry and thirsty also. She was exhausted and only wanted to eat and go to sleep. But she had to make it home first. She was not sure if she was going to be able to do that without fainting. That ass-hole had not even given her anything to eat. She was lucky that she had eaten a big lunch on Friday before the dance and then she ate quite a lot at the dance before going into the gym and finding Inuyasha with Kikyo and her whores.

Inuyasha…now, all she wanted was to be with him, hold him, and beg him to forgive her. She wanted him to kick Naraku's ass for everything that he had done to her. But, she did not want to tell him. She did not want to tell anyone of the dark secret that haunted her constantly.

As she went around another corner, Kagome seen a familiar car coming towards her, slowly at first, but then faster until it skidded to a halt in front of her on the side of the street. Miroku practically fell out of his own car just to get to her. He shouted, "Kagome! Kagome, are you all right? You're bleeding! What happened?" He took a hold of her shoulders with his hands and looked into her dazed, brown eyes, "Kagome? Talk to me!"

"I…I…" She could not find her voice. She was so glad that someone she knew and could rely on had found her. "I was…I…"

He steered her toward the passenger side of his car and helped her up into it, trying his very best not to hurt her anymore than what she already was. She winced a few times, but did not cry out. Once she was secure in the car, Miroku raced around to the other side and climbed in and pulled away and drove toward her house. "What happened? Where do you want to go?"

"M-my house, please," Kagome stammered, her voice a little shaky, "I want to go home…"

"Are you sure you don't want to go to the hospital and get that checked out?" Miroku asked with concern etched in his soft voice as he looked at her bloody jeans, "That looks pretty bad, and I haven't even seen the wound, just the blood."

"I'm positive." She murmured weakly, "I'm hungry and thirsty…and I want to sleep…"

He took a deep breath and seen her shivering. He instantly turned on the heat to keep her warm; he could not afford to let his best friend's girlfriend die, now could he? "Do you want to tell me what happened?" He asked politely.

"I-I…I was on my way home from the dance…Naraku grabbed me and took me into his house and he…and he…" She began to cry and she threw her hands up to cover her face. Her shoulders were shaking with each sob.

"He raped you?" Miroku wanted to know to make sure he had it all correct. When she nodded, his hands tightened on the steering wheel, his knuckles turning white.

"Please…" She begged pitifully, "Don't tell anyone. I'll tell them when I'm ready, but don't let anyone know what happened!"

He looked at her pale, bloody, frightened form and thought for a moment, but decided to go with her judgment and said, "All right. I will not tell anyone, I promise. But, I am coming with you to your house and making sure that you get that cleaned and bandaged, ok?"

"Ok." She said meekly.

He realized that she was only afraid because she was injured. Normally, she probably would've shrugged this situation off and tried to be strong. But, since she was injured and pretty much helpless, she was afraid that someonenamely Narakuwould jump out and attack her when she was least expecting it. And since she was hurt, she would have a hard time fighting back.

The rest of the ride was silent with neither Miroku nor Kagome saying anything. They were pretty much trapped in their own sea of thoughts. They were unsure of what to think. Would Kagome become pregnant with Naraku's child? What would Inuyasha do if he found out? What about her mother? Would Naraku do anything else to Kagome?

When they pulled into Kagome's driveway, Miroku made sure that Inuyasha's car was gone before helping Kagome out of his car and taking her up to her front door. Luckily, the other spare key was hidden under a board on the porch and Kagome managed to unlock the door with ease.

Once they were inside, Kagome fell onto the couch. Miroku raced up to her bathroom and came down with some warm water and a rag and some bandages he found in a first aid box under the sink. He knelt down in front of Kagome and commanded, "Lift up your pants leg."

She did as he told her to do and lifted the leg of her pants up that was covering her wound.

"This may sting a little," He informed her before placing the wet rag onto her injury. Kagome closed her eyes tight and bit her bottom lip, but did not scream and let him finish. When he had bandaged her leg, he asked, "Is there any more wounds?"

"I-I think one of my ribs are cracked," She admitted softly.

"Let me see," He said.

She lifted her shirt up to where he could only look at her ribs. He noticed that she was uncomfortable and he could not blame her. Still he said, reassuringly and calmly, "Don't worry, I'm not going to hurt you. But, it looks like you might have a bruised rib. Is that all?"

She nodded and stood up and went into the kitchen. She was about to grab something out of the cabinet and prepare it for herself when Miroku said, suddenly, "No, let me fix it for you." He made her some soup, which she ate up almost as soon as he put it down in front of her. Then, he gave her two sandwiches and, at her request, some cereal. She ate all of that up, too, and said that she was now full. The milk from the cereal had quenched her thirst, also.

"I'm going to go to sleep," She informed him, yawning and collapsing onto the couch gently. "You can stay if you want."

He smiled, "I will." He went up to her room and got a blanket for her and covered her up. Right before she went to sleep, she whispered, "Thanks for helping me."

"You're welcome," He replied. "I'm glad I could help."

No answer came, however. He did not care, just as long as she was alive and all right. He sat in the chair across from the couch and watched her for a little bit. Growing a little drowsy, he decided to take a little nap himself…

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