Ok it's a bit short but o well! My dad just came home from over seas and I'm so happy! So I'm not really up to writing sad stuff when I'm so hapy!    :P

Chapter 2

Flashback

"Bye, Kagome. I'll see you tomorrow," she was tired. She was always tired now.

"Bye mum, I'll leave a snack out for when you get home," I said.

"Thanks honey."

The door closed.

Silence.

"Damn" I mutter.

I walk to the study door.

"Dad, I'm going to do my homework," he didn't hear me.

Sitting on my bed I was trying to do my homework, when I heard a smash. I ran downstairs to see if he's hurt himself when he broke the bottle. I walked in to see it on the floor. On the tabla there are at least 8 empty beer bottles.

Suddenly the door slammed shut and there he is my beloved father, standing there, eyes clouded from the alcohol, staring at me. He takes a step forward. A chill goes down my spine. Suddenly I'm scared. Not the type of scared when you get a fright. But the scared the blood freezing, body numbing sensation you get when you know something really bad is going to happen but you can't stop it.

I look down to his hand to see what he's holding. It's a piece of glass.

"Kaaggomay," I could smell his breath from 2m away.

It stank.

I shrank back against the wall.

He moved suddenly. He grabbed my arm. His grip was tight. I couldn't move. He brought the glass across my arm. It hurt. I felt it slice into my skin, cutting the flesh. I felt the blood trickle down my arm. Heard it drip on the floor. I didn't scream. I didn't move. I just stared into those glittering blue eyes, so like my own.

He cut me again on the leg, arm, chest, stomach… everywhere. I didn't feel it. All I could feel was utter loneliness and despair.

End flashback

I guess some instinct to protect myself kicked in. I remember kicking him and punching him. I must have hit a tender spot because he let go of me.

I ran.

I kept running until I got to Sango's house.

Sango, my best friend. The one person who stood up for me when everyone else teased and bullied me. Someone to trust.

I remember running up onto her porch. Her mother opened the door and then blackness…

Hope ya'll have a great Easter! Don't eat to much choc because then you'll get sick just like someone I know… Not me I swear! I officially do not like chocolate! It's a bit strange really I don't like the taste and some make me physically sick!

Happy Easter!