Blind

Chapter 9: No Regrets

The next day, we work on the barn's roof as if nothing happen between us. It is strange to be next to Miyagi all day after I confess my feelings. Cheerio tag along with us today. He is running around and exploring inside the barn. Destroying and peeing everything in sight. Cheerio is such a cheerful funny dog.

"Shinobu, drive back and get some more supplies. And take that damn animal back home, he is destroying my tools"

Miyagi is acting normal with me. I really don't know what our relationship status is currently. Are we still the Captor and Abductee? Father and son? Just friends? Or actually lovers...

We didn't speak much to each other after I admit my feelings. He didn't say what he feels about me. I am so confuse in where we stand. I climb down the ladder and call Cheerio. He dashes towards me in full speed, pushing me down and gives me sloppy kisses all on my face. I carry him into the truck and drove back to the house.

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Thus it is another productive day at the barn. It was getting dark already and it was time to head back. I pack up the tools and place them inside. Miyagi locks up the barn. We both enter the truck and lay there in silence. Thinking about what happen last night is so nerve racking! Why isn't he saying anything to me? Is he the type to not bring up personal issues? Should I bring it up? I know that if I don't mention it soon, I will have a restless night.

"So...about last night" My heart begins to pound rapidly as I said those words. Why is it so hard to speak my mind? "Will you take...responsibility and..."

Miyagi cuts me off as he ruffles my hair. "I love you Shinobu...but having a sexual relationship at this moment..is wrong"

He told me he loves me, I feel really happy to know that but... that doesn't really mean anything. His love might not be consider a romantic desire. The way he says it makes it seem as a family love. I hate this...

"Miyagi, I don't think you understand what I mean about my confession last night...I want to be in a romantic relationship with you."

"I know that"

"So why does your confession seem more like a father-son love than a romantic?"

"Huh? What do you mean?"

This is so irritating! "I read those journals that your father wrote. A lot of those things you done with your father...you are doing that with me! Is this what you want me for? Is this the reason why I am here for? Am I just a little kid to you?"

Miyagi smacks his lips as his calm compose face enrages into anger.

"Who told you that you can go through my father's journals?"

"Who the fuck told you that you can just kidnap people on the airplane? You are a fucking asshole messing with my feelings!"

Miyagi whips me across my face-hard. The sound of my skin in contact with his hand echoes across the desert. His palm is the brightest shade of red I've seen and so was my face. He stares eye to eye with me in a cold demeaning look as I pipe down at my rambling rage trying to figure out what he did to me. Did he...just hit me...

"Shut the hell up! I can't believe you got the nerve to talk to me like that. You shouldn't stick your nose into other people's personal lives!"

Everything I thought about him as a kind caring man was a lie. Fuck him! I should have knew he had the capabilities of physically hurting me. Why did I trust him to begin with?

I open the door and bolted away from him as fast as I can. I heard him call out my name but I didn't look back. I was like a horse, galloping across the cold terrain desert only looking what is straight in front of me. I don't care where I end up at. As long as I don't see his repulsive face ever again.

"Shinobu!"

I hear the engine roaring after me. Shit, is he going to run me over? A surge of adrenaline kicks in and my legs extend so far that I cannot believe how much distance I was covering. Never have I ran like this before in my life. The solid thumps as my foot hits the ground each time ricochets in my ears. My lungs was about to burst at any given minute. The adrenaline didn't help much since Miyagi was catching up to me.

He honks on the horns trying to grab my attention. I kept on running as if death was chasing me. Unexpectedly, silence was all I hear. Did Miyagi give up?

Moments later I hear someone trailing up to me wheezing loudly. Are you fucking kidding me?

"Go away!" I scream at the top of my lungs. He didn't listen.

I lost all my energy running away from the truck that my coordination was vanished dramatically. Oh sweet mercy, how my feet ache, reminds me when I ran barefooted on my first escape.

My vision turn hazy and abruptly I stumble and fall onto the arid desert surface. Miyagi tries to seize me but I rashly threw red dirt into his eyes. "Fuck! My eyes!" He screeches in pain, falling to the ground. I try with all my might to get back up but my body is so feeble that I stagger and fall back onto the cool ground. I crawl away as much as I can, gasping in exhaustion with a sense of desperation, sweat pouring down from my forehead. Miyagi grips my right ankle and hauls me towards him. The feel of rocks tearing away my skin, burning my flesh feels abysmal. I scream in horror. He held my exhausted body against his, gripping my hands together behind me for no chance of escape.

"HELP ME!" I scream

"Shut it!"

"HELP! SOMEONE PLEASE HELP ME!"

He tries to covers my mouth but I bit into his left hand, my teeth sinks into his flesh. Fresh blood spurs out. I could taste my captor's hot bitter blood as it streams on my parch chap lips. It didn't made him release me, instead he tighten his grip around my wrist. He drags me all the way back to his truck as I cry for help. No one answers to my pleas. He throws me in, locks the truck and starts the engine.

"Don't do anything stupid." He warns me. He drives off, concentrating on the road. I notice the brown backpack beneath me...the hammer! I quickly grab the hammer and smash the window besides me causing fracture crystals to soars everywhere. "God damn it!" He hollers as he tries to snatch me. Not today, I am not going to let him stop me today. As he grabs my left upper arm, I deliver a blow with the hammer onto his hand. I can hear his hand crack in the most gruesome deafening snap I have ever heard in my life. He screams in agony as he felt the pain crushing on his fragile hand. Groaning and screaming with anguish, he writhed in the driver's seat, clutching his hand to his chest. His eyebrows pinched together, eyes watery with the sheer pain and his breathing came out in sharp, shallow rasps. Sweat drips down the side of his face. I drop the hammer and escape out of the fragmented window. Glass shards that was still intact with the door punctures my raw hands. As I jump out of the moving truck, I tumble and roll onto the dry rocky floor. I couldn't move, my body was unresponsive. I look at the truck and saw the red flashing lights. The door open and he came out. I don't remember what happens next because I soon black out.

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Where am I? Did I die?

"Grandpa?" I croak

"I'm not that old you brat" Oh...it's just him.

I turn my head and instantly an intense jeering pain shoots up in my neck all the way to my head. My jaw and neck clench up. What is wrong with me? Why do I feel like death?

My whole body is in throbbing pain, I could not move a single bone in my body as it was too excruciating for me to do so. I want this pain to stop! It's killing me! Water began to form in the corner of my eyes...

"Miyagi...I want to go home!" I began to weep.

He grabs my hand with his left as the other one hid behind his back in secret.

"Look, I am sorry I slap you. I shouldn't have done that to you no matter what the reason is. My emotions got the best of me."

I kept on crying and sniffling. Cheerio jumps onto the sofa and howls in sympathy. Flashes of what happen last night sprung in my mind. I saw a side of Miaygi that I never imagine seeing.

"I should probably tell you the truth before this stunt happens again...I am a patient man who can handle my anger really well. Last night, you talking about this whole father and son crap…and then those journals. It trigger all the horrible years I went through!"

Is Miyagi opening up to me?

"What you read in those journals was the truth, we did do those things together but there are some things he didn't write about...The man I am ashamed to call my father took my innocence when I was 10 years old."

Holly shit! That man did that to him? Damn it, I feel even like a shittier person now.

"So why did you cry over those box of journals?" I question with a dry crisp voice

"I guess the fact that all those memories of us being a normal father and son relationship were gone. I tried really hard to forget all the sexual abuse he puts me through but for 7 years...7 fucking years he has taken me. Those taboo nights never went away."

Miyagi had a cold hard look on his face. I can never imagine him at 10, being taken by his father. The thought of it makes my spine shrill in horror. I feel as I now understand why he thinks I'm too young to have sex. He doesn't want to be like his father and take my virginity away.

"I understand Miyagi" His head rest on my torso. I close my eyes and drift off to sleep.

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It was an hour before sunrise that I finally was awake and up. My body is sore as hell. My thighs burn as I slowly stand up. I touch my forehead and felt some kind of fabric wrap around my head. I took it off.

I think Miyagi wrap this around my head. I took the liberty to examine other parts of my body. I didn't suffer much damage other than those cuts in my hands, scrape skin on my legs, and just a drained sore body.

I spot Miyagi coming in from outside. His right hand, the hand I hit with the hammer, is wrap around with a small cast. My eyes crinkle in disgrace. I can't believe I done that to him yet I have no regrets strangely. Not a single ounce of remorse streams into mind.

"Oh you are up. The animals are in the barn, we have to fix the roof later on but I doubt any rain will come this year. Anyways get in the truck, I need you to drive me somewhere."

I did what he told me to. Inside the truck there was pillows, blankets, 5 tap water in a gallon container, dry edible food, and tons of can food. In the trunk, there was 3 jugs of gasoline.

"Are we going on a trip?"

"You can say that"

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Note: Originally this chapter was supposed to be a lot longer but I cut the second part off because I need to revise it more. Message to Xxobsessive, This chapter probably already somewhat answer your first question over him not wanting sex? But you still have to wait later on for his real reason on abducting Shinobu. And for your second question, Shinobu's feelings can be portray however you like, either it be Stockholm syndrome or actual true love. Thank you for everyone who read this story. I'm still keeping my word on updating regularly.