My Favourite Mistake
Chapter 3
She struggled against the taller man. He pushed her to the ground, the metal handle of the knife glistening off the far away street light. Pushing against him, she scrambled back. She could run from him, she almost laughed. Then her back hit a wall. And he laughted then.
"You're not going anywhere today." he whispered, wiping his wet bangs out of his grey eyes. He got up, walking towards her, pushing her back to the ground. She screamed, but the rain drowned out almost everything.
She shut her eyes as he ripped open her blouse, then pushed against him with all her strength. Unprepared, he slid off her. Quickly, she scurried away from him. Only to find herself in a corner. There was no way she could run from him now.
He was in front of her before she could find the strength to attempt another run. He was mad this time. The knife sliced open her skirt. She was standing in front of this man, who was her step-father, with only her undergarments on. She whimpered when his hands landed on her, struggling.
"Shut up, bitch." He whispered, alcohol on his breath.
Taking one deep breath, she screamed with all her might. "HELP ME!" Before he slapped her across the face hard enough to bruise.
She shut her eyes tight, but the tears still rolled down her face. One second he was all over her, pulling on her bra straps, and the next, he was gone.
She opened her eyes and gasped.
There was a girl dressed in all black, her hair wet from the rain, her eyes in slits. And she was pointing a gun at her step-fathers head. He didn't look so brave now. He was a mess, his lip was split, and a gash on his arm. And he was crying! She would've laughed if she could stop crying long enough.
The girl looked up at her, her gray-blue eyes connecting to her coffee coloured ones. The blue eyed girl looked back at the man on the floor. Bending down, she reached her hand towards his. He cowered away, wailing louder. She sighed, pressing a point on his neck. He fell to the floor, unconcious.
The blue eyed girl walked towards the other one.
"So, who was that?" she asked, casual and not at all afraid.
"My step-father." The brown eyed girl answered, collecting herself now that prominent danger had subsided.
The other girl shook her head in disgust, looking back at the crumpled form on the ground. "Disgusting."
"Thank you." she whispered, wrapping her arms around herself as she looked back at her guardian.
"I'm Kagome." the blue eyed girl said, putting her gun away in her belt and extending her hand forward.
"Rin." the brown eyed girl answered. She smiled slightly despite her situation.
"Where are you going now?" Kagome asked.
"I have no idea." Rin answered, only now wondering if she'd have to live on the streets again.
"You can stay with me if you want. I just moved here, so I don't know many people." Kagome told the other girl, looking away.
Rin thought to reject the offer, this girl has done enough for her. But looking around the dark alley and the pouring rain, she wondered how long she would last on the street as she was now.
"I would love to. I will pay you back as soon as I can. I promise." Rin whispered.
Kagome looked at the brown eyed girl, and for the first time since their meeting, gave a small smile. "Don't worry about it." Pulling off her loose black shirt, she handed it to the other girl. "I went through the same thing a hundred times. I cant believe they still put me with more foster parents after the first time."
Rin took the shirt, pulling it over her head, feeling less self-conscious now that she had more then just a bra and panties on.
Kagome walked away, and Rin followed behind until they got to Kagome's motorcycle. Kagome got on, but Rin stared at it, not trusting herself to sit on it.
"Well? Are we staying here all day?" Kagome asked, looking at the other girl with a small smirk.
Taking a deep breath, Rin got on the back behind Kagome, locking her hands around the other girls waist.
"Hold on tight, it's gonna be a bumpy ride." Kagome mumbled before they sped out of the alley-way.
Kagome kicked an empty pizza box across the room. She was pissed. "Naraku, you fuck head! Where the hell do you expect me to find some one with a late notice like this?" Her expression got even scarier as Naraku grumbled something on the other end of the line before hanging up.
"Fuck you too, you bastard!" she screamed at the phone. Slamming it down, she stormed into the kitchen, ripping open the fridge door and grabbing a bottle of coke.
Sitting in a chair by the counter she sighed, her shoulders slumping even lower.
Rin watched from across the room.
Walking over to the other girl, she plopped down into a chair next to her.
"I can help you." Rin said.
Kagome looked at the other and almost laughed. Someone like Rin doing something like Naraku wanted her to? The girl looked so innocent in one of her own t-shirts.
"Thanks Rin, but I don't really think you can do this." Kagome said, smiling slightly at the other girl.
Rin looked at the other girl, totaly determined. "Try me."
Kagome smirked, looking at the other girl from the corner of her eye, before turning to look at her face to face. "Alright. You'll have to dress like a stripper and convince some guys to follow you into an alley. I'll kill them when they get there."
Rin took a deep breath. Processing everything just said, she shrugged her shoulders. "I'll do it."
Kagome choked on her coke. "Like hell you will!"
Rin shot her a look. "I'm serious. I lived on the street, and then with a few abusive bastards. I can handle it. Plus, you'll be there too." She smiled in Kagome's direction, confident.
Kagome sighed. She didn't have much choice here. Most of her old partners were either killed off or on other continents.
"Alright, you look about my size. Come on. It's time for your make-over."
A red sports car pulled over on the side of the street.
Rin walked over, her black stilletto boots clicking against the pavement.
The man's eyes glided up her legs to the barely there miniskirt that swished from side to side with every step she took. Her mid-section was bare right up to where her brests were. There was a strip of material that barely covered anything. Big silver hoops dangled from each of her ears, and her hair had a soft wave that cascaded down her back.
The man looked into her brown eyes, then at her painted red lips. And smirked.
"Well hello there stranger." he whispered huskily as she walked closer, swinging her hips from side to side.
"Hello yourself." she whispered back just as huskily.
Leaning agaist his car door, she bend over, giving him a better view of her breasts. "Nice car you got there." she said, looking into his eyes.
He smirked. "Sure do." Running his hands over the steering wheel, he looked back at her. "Wanna take a ride?"
"Nah," Rin said. "Not right now." she whispered, eyes half closed.
Pushing away from the car, she walked back a few steps, keeping her eyes on him the whole time. She lifted her hand up, in a fist, except for her index finger. He watched, fascinated. Her finger curled in closer to the fist, as she gave him one of her best 'come-hither' looks.
The car door swung open, and he stepped out, slamming it shut behind him.
She smiled at him, grabbing his hand and pulling him into the alley way. As soon as she deemed it far enough in, she stopped turning back to him, and he was on her in seconds.
Taking a deep breath, she kneed him in the goods.
"Ow, bitch!" he stumbled back a few steps, no longer touching her. Before he could comperhand what was happening, a bullet connected with the back of his head. He was dead before he hit the ground.
The girls burst into the appartment, laughing and dragging in huge bags full of new clothes.
Naraku was immensly pleased with a job well done, so with the money they got from the job, they went shopping.
Kagome took her new designer sun glasses off, even though it was night. Dumping everything from the bags in a pile in the living room she started digging throught it.
Rin picked up a stray black thong that flew over her head and laughed. "You really think we're gonne need this?"
Kagome looked back and laughed, "I guess you'll never know." She winked. "Always be prepared!"
Rin laughed again, collapsing next to Kagome on the floor. The pile was a mess. There were thongs and bra's and panties, as well as tank tops, skirts, shorts, pants, and even shoes. Jewlery was everywhere. A bunch of fake tatoos were between clothes, and sunglasses of all shapes and colours. A bunch of hats lay scattered as well, and Rin picked one up, experimentally trying it on. Poking Kagome to get her attention, she giggled. "You think we're gonna need this too?"
Kagome laughed, putting another ridiculous hat on her own head. "Why of course! In our business, who knows who we'll have to play?"
A bag full of make up sat near by, and Rin looked through it. They must have spend thousands of dollars on that alone!
Kagome got bored of looking through new clothes, instead moving to the couch and flipped on the TV.
The 12:00 o'clock news was on, reporters buzzing about the latest killing. Rin looked up. There it was. Just hours before they were right there. She was right there.
She looked over to Kagome who was smirking proudly at the TV. Glansing at Rin, she whispered. "Welcome to the Death Dealers. You're a legend."
R&R