Reflecting Flashbacks

Chapter 3

By kitty-ness

Meow…

A/N: CHAPPIE 3!!!! See? I told u I'd be back! Muahaha BBUUUUAHAHAHAHAHA! Evil laughs r fun…but yea this starts out after Riza and Roy made out and got caught by Maes and all that junk. WOOPDIE FRIGGIN DOO! Ok now they will enter…RIZA'S EVIL HOUSE OF DOOM!!!! And I don't say that lightly…ok I kinda gave part of it away but w/e ON WITH THE WEIRD DEMENTED STORY OF A TOTALLY HIGH TEEN! Enjoy! hearts oh and there's bad language so yea

Roy and Riza got to an apartment building when Riza pulled out her key and was in the middle of saying goodnight when Roy said he would walk her up. Riza seemed a little off for a moment but invited him up with a smile. They got in the elevator and through the hallway to Room 405 (A/N: made it up). Riza hesitated before giving Roy a big, squeezing hug. But before she could unlock the door, it swung open.

"WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN!?"

A slap came across Riza's check as she stood there, not defending herself. Riza's father slapped her again.

"YOU SAID 10PM! NOT ONLY IS IT 11PM, BUT IF YOU HAD SEX WITH THIS GUY HERE, I WILL NOT PAY FOR SOME KID YOU POPPED OUT! NO GET THE FUCK INSIDE! YOU STILL HEED TO CLEAN THIS SHITTY APARTMENT AND DO ALL THE GODDAM LAUNDRY! …WELL? GET INSIDE!" hollered her dad.

Roy's face didn't show it but he was scared for Riza. She stood there like she was used to it.

"DON'T FORGET TO GET ME SOMETHING TO EAT!"

Was this how life was for her at home? Where was her mom? What was going on?

"Now get INSIDE!"

The man grabbed her arm so tightly Roy thought it might bruise right at that moment. Roy acted fast.

"Please, sir. It was my fault. I had to drop off my car at home and made her walk. So it took longer than it should have,"

Riza's father stopped dragging Riza to look at Roy. He started yelling again.

"WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU? YOU SHOULDN'T EVEN BE HERE WITH THIS WHORE! THIS BITCH WAS SUPPOSED TO BE AT SOME GIRL'S HOUSE! STAY THE HELL AWAY FROM MY DOORSTEP YOU SONNOFFA BITCH!"

The man yanked Riza inside, while hearing a crack from her arm or shoulder, and then slammed the door in his face. He could hear things banging into the walls and the sound of stuff breaking. Roy took out his cell phone but he didn't have time to call anyone because Riza came out while her dad was off yelling. She had a bloody lip and a cut on her face. But she also had blood staining her tank top with blood that was running down from her stomach and her arm.

"Roy! Just leave! Please don't say anything," she rushed before getting pulled back by her hair and into the apartment once again.

Roy felt helpless. Riza was probably getting beaten senseless and he couldn't do a thing about it. Roy sighed and ran home. He had to occupy his mind. He decided to work on his alchemy or something.

When Roy got home, he ran to his room and began to read Omajinai, but he wasn't comprehending anything. He tried to remember the cold warmth of Riza hugging him before heading towards her doom (A/N: SEE? Doom! I told u so…I'm going to sing the doom song! Doom doom doom doom doom). He snapped and started throwing things around, breaking them or just tossing them. He had no idea Riza had to go through that everyday. He didn't understand anything. Why did he have to have such a different life from her? Why couldn't he notice before? Why didn't he make that call?

Why couldn't he help and protect the girl he was so sure he loved?

Roy stopped at that last thought. 'Loved'? Wow he needed to concentrate on Riza, his crush, or possibly, girlfriend. He'd have to check with her at school on Monday and make her tell him what was going on. Even if he had to try all day.

(A/N: It's gonna kinda be in everybody's view now…sorta. Roy is still thinking this stuff in his hospital bed, but it's not high school Roy's thoughts only anymore…get it?)

Riza sat down in the deserted hallway of a very dumb high school. She wore a black and red long sleeved shirt to hide her bandages from her father. She had a black bandana because after Roy had left, she had been hit in the head, making her pass out. She was ok but it still needed to be wrapped. The bandana was holding back half of her hair and you could see the pair of red hoop earrings. She had painted her nails a blackish color and wore baggy black and red pants with chains. Her chocker necklace matched her pants and her earrings.

She sat down to begin reading her book where she had left off. It was a very thick book so she had a lot to read, even if she was a fast reader. But as soon as she got to her page, she was interrupted by a pair of strong hands. She looked up to see Roy Mustang with stern and hard eyes. She sighed, putting away her book.

"What?" she asked annoyed.

"What do you mean 'what'? What the hell is going on?" Roy asked.

"Nothing!" Riza exclaimed.

"…Bullshit. I was there remember? I saw what happened but I want you to tell me if there's anything else and also WHY?" Roy said.

Riza just stared at him with cold eyes. The last time she had told someone of her misery, they had always said things like 'oh I'll help you' or 'I'll always be there for you' or something. They just never did. Why should she trust Roy when he never talked to her or gave her a glance before?

"Like I said, nothing. I mean, why do you CARE? It's not like it affects you right?" Riza snapped.

Roy felt ill.

"I do care! And I want to at least be able to help you! Please? You mean a lot to me," Roy asked, sticking out his hand for her to shake.

Riza reluctantly took his hand. But in one swift movement, he pulled her up and yanked back her sleeve. Riza winced as he pulled on her arm that was bandaged, but hoped he didn't notice the other secret she had. But he did. He looked closely at her wrist and arm to see fading white lines and think scab marks. Roy stared at them and then looked up at Riza, who was looking away. She was waiting for him to back away from her and leave her, but what Roy did next surprised her. He pulled her close and held her, tightly. She stiffened in his arms and then relaxed. She didn't speak or really react until Roy felt warm liquid on his shirt. Her small frame was slightly shaking and her hands were twitching against his chest. Hearing a muffled voice in his chest, by his shoulder, he pulled her back and had her repeat herself.

"He hurts me," Riza sniffed, silent tears steadily flowing down her cheeks.

"How?" Roy carefully asked.

"He's abusive. He was so much stuff to me and then hits me or throws me around the rooms. He also throws stuff at me or near me," Riza explained.

"Is…that the only-,"

"Yeah. He never does…that kinda thing," Riza responded.

"Well, why?" Roy hesitantly asks. Riza is quiet for a bit before answering.

"He used to be in a gang. He saw my mom and acted all nice and shit to get her to leave with him. And then he, he rape her…you know, date rape? She got pregnant with me and they had to get married. Otherwise my dad would go to jail and my mom would get killed by the other gang members, plus she couldn't emotionally handle it. So they got married and had me. Every day my mom would take abuse, and still be able to take care of me, at least until I was in 7th grade. By then she couldn't handle it, so when I was at school and my dad off somewhere robbing some old guy, she stabbed herself with a kitchen knife in the stomach and bled to death. People came to investigate, and they wanted to question us, but they couldn't find anything, even on my dad when it was obvious. When we got home, nobody was there to protect me anymore so I was his new punching bag," Riza explained.

Roy stared in disbelief. He'd never forgive her father. Looking down at Riza, she was still crying and shaking, twitching ever so slightly.

"I know! Let's ditch today! You could use a break for reality. Come on, I'll take care of the other stuff," Roy pushily suggested.

He swooped her up and carried her bridal style. He made sure to grab her things while Riza protested, face red. Roy took her to his car and lightly dropped her in the passenger's seat, putting her things in the back seat. He went around to the driver's side and noticed Riza's blushing face. He smile and started up the car, heading to the mall.

When they got there, Riza was feeling a little better. They first got Cinnabon for breakfast and then walked to the library. Riza was ready to sit in her usual chair, but Roy had other ideas. He calculated quickly in his head and noticed her path to a certain chair. He ran ahead and jumped in her chair. She sighed and headed to a different chair, but Roy grabbed her waist and sat her in his lap. She sighed when he found that he was too strong for her, so she just settled herself comfortably in his arms, on his lap. Roy, arms still wrapped around Riza, began to fall asleep on her shoulder. After an hour of sleeping, Roy woke up and wanted to take her shopping. So Riza put away her book, and Roy grabbed her hand, dragging her along.

"Where do you want to go first?" Roy asked.

"Um, I don't know. Hot Topic?" Riza answered.

"OK! Off to Hot Topic! Oh and by the way, your wallet will not be needed at ALL! Got it?" Roy exclaimed.

Riza slowly nodded. They ran to Hot Topic and Roy to her to the clothing area. It took a while, but he got her to pick what she actually wanted and what she liked. He went up to the counter lady while Riza was picking out stuff and asked if there was a place for Riza to change. She led Riza away while Roy picked out an outfit for himself. He found black and red pants with a black shirt that said, in red writing, "I AM the band!" When he changed and came out, Riza had sat down on a chair, waiting for him. He walked up to her and blew on her neck while she was looking away. She was startled but recovered, and stood up to show him what she had picked. He like it, so he paid for it on the spot. It was flowing black skirt that went a little past her knees and a dark grey long sleeved shirt. There was knee high black boots and black lace tights (A/N: I hate tights…they suck) plus some jewelry. Roy snapped his gaze away from Riza when he noticed he was drooling a little over her while she was bending over slightly to look at some wrist bands. He bought Riza some clothes of her choice, jewelry, body spray, some CD's, a new backpack, a sketchbook, and some more things that any girl would buy if she had the money. They then headed off to Spencer's to buy more stuff. They then left the mall to head to multiple stores such as Wal-Mart and Target and even Fred Meyers. There, they bought even more stuff. They got jeans, different colored shirts, and skirts that were longer than others. They went to the notebook section, book section, and make up section (thought Roy was a little out of place, he didn't care), where Roy had to literally beg Riza to pick more stuff to buy. They got 6 books, 3 notebooks, some gel pens, lip gloss, nail polish, nail hardener, hair dye, and eyeliner. Roy kept pestering her so she picked out some lighter colored things to match the clothes that they had already picked out.

By then, it was already 1pm, so they decided to get lunch. They went out to Roy's car with all of their bags and got in. They drove around until they found a Pizzaria. After getting in, Roy got a pepperoni and Riza got cheese. They were the only high school aged people because of the time. But there were some weird drunk looking guys. While Riza was getting up for a napkin, those weird guys came up and surrounded her; making her trapped.

"Hey girlie. Why don't you ditch Mr. Fancy-Pants and come with some real men?" One said, getting was too close for Riza.

"Yeah, we can go some place 'real quiet'. Ha-ha," the second one said.

The third thug grabbed her bandaged arm and she winced. She yelled at them to stop but they obviously wouldn't listen to her. Just then, Roy appeared and pulled Riza back by the waist, and tearing off the third guy's hand by the wrist, probably breaking it by the sound it made. All of them looked at Roy and then grudgingly left, before the police came and took them away really fast.

Roy took Riza and went back to his car, driving off. Nothing was said in the car until they ended up at a pharmacy. Roy gently took her hand.

"Come on, we should get that checked," he said softly.

Riza nodded quietly and let him lead her to the counter.

"What do you need, sir?" the counter lady asked.

"We need to get this checked," Roy stated, taking Riza's sleeve and lifting it past her bruise.

The lady gasped when she saw it. Ushering her past the counter, the lady took Riza to the back. There, she was fixed up with a cooling pack and an act wrap. Then she was asked what had happened.

"We, the guy out there and I, were eating at this pizza place when these three drunk looking guys came up and tried to take me somewhere, hinting that they wanted to take advantage of me. By doing that, they tried to take me by my arm and grabbed it, bruising it. And don't worry, the guy out there didn't do anything; he wouldn't," Riza explained, leaving out the part about her father.

The woman didn't quite seem to buy it, but let her go back to Roy. Roy was out there, waiting impatiently.

"Oh, there you are! Are you okay? How's your bruise? Do you need me to carry your bags? Should I carry you? Do you want me to bring the car up? Can you walk? Do you need help? Should I-,"

"Roy! I'm fine! Lets just get out of here, okay?" Riza reassured.

Roy nodded and left to get the car. When he came up, Riza turned and waved goodbye to the counter woman, silently thanking her. She then got in the car and Roy drove them to his house. It was already about the time school was over anyways so it didn't matter. They headed upstairs, while some kind of butler apparently, got all of their bags and followed them to Roy's room.

A/N: HA! don't worry they dont' do anything! goodness u sick minded peoples! lol jk

k i'm sorry that chapter was a little...harsh? idk sumthin like that

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