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I have an important AN at the end of the story!
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The princess greeted a young woman princess, with large brown eyes and short cut hair. The little princess thought this woman was very beautiful. She came escorted by two knights. One of the knights was clad in dark black and she could tell he loved the princess and that the princess loved him. She wished she could have this love one day, if she could be saved.
The little princess curtsied before addressing both knights, "Will you be the ones to slay the dragon, Sir Knight?"
The black clad knight bent on one knee and wrapped his hands around hers, "My lady, we will not fail." The silent one nodded, and she wished to believe in them with all her heart.
Friday. September 4th. 6:00 p.m.
"Welcome home!" She beamed, while her father gave her a tight hug, causing her to tense for a second and then relax. He was a normal built man with a nice suit and leather briefcase.
"Hi Yuki," Hiro Ida replied, setting Yuki down. Akihiko, however, kept his gaze to the floor.
"Hi, Akihiko," He smiled as he went over to ruffle his hair. I felt the familiar dread pool into my stomach, and wanted nothing more than to tightly hug Akihiko and keep this man's hands off him. Akihiko's knuckles turned white as he clutched his elbows and his entire body was ridged in defense, but allowed his step-father to do so anyway. Akihiko only acknowledged him with a small, "Hi".
"Hi, honey, the investigators are here," she said giving her husband a quick kiss on the lips. He observed the three of us.
"Oh, I see. Hello, a pleasure to meet you. My name is Hiro Ida, I am really glad you were able to make it. Who is the boss?" Naru then took a step forward. It took all my self-restraint to not pull Naru back. I didn't want this man anywhere near me or my friends.
"I am. These are my assistances, Lin Koujo and Mai Taniyama."
Mr. Ida raised an eyebrow, "You're quite young to be running a business. Impressive."
Naru didn't reply, instead opened his note book and clicked his pen, "Mr. Ida, before we eat, I would like to ask you a few questions, if that is alright." He frowned, but nodded.
"What kind of experiences do you have in this house?"
He scowled, "Things of mine would break and that ghost, well, whatever it is, will write all over the walls. I have bruises on my legs and arms because it has pulled me so many times."
"Is this all?"
"Yes, can I eat with my family now?" And without waiting for a response, left the room. Once he left, I felt like I was able to breathe again. I clutched my chest, feeling my raising heart calm. What was that? I never even met the guy! I feel kind of sick. I rubbed lightly under my collarbone. I don't like this, something is telling me that there is something bad going on here.
"Mai." Naru called, snapping out of my thoughts.
"Hmm? Sorry, Naru, I didn't hear what you said."
"I said, go get something to eat. I can hear your stomach from here." He sat down near the monitors, reading his notes.
Glurgglop.
I blush and lightly smack my stomach. That food smells really yummy.
"What about you, Naru?"
He didn't even look up, "I'm fine." I sighed and let him win. Does he never eat? No wonder he's so skinny. I shook my head and left the room.
Friday. September 4th. 8:34 p.m.
I helped Mrs. Ida wash the dishes as Yuki and Akihiko help clean off the table. It's the least I can do. Mr. Ida excused himself so he could finish up a work project.
"Mrs. Ida-"
"Mai, please, call me Midori."
I nod, "Right, Mrs. Midori, thank you for the meal. It was very good."
She blushed, "Oh, no, thank you Miss Mai for helping me. It was the least I could do." I opened my mouth to rely, but one of the dishes I cleaned flew off the rack and slammed into the wall. Midori yelped as I jumped in front of her.
"Mom!" I heard Akihiko shout before he rushed over to his mother's side. Yuki crawls under the dining room table and presses her little hands to her ears. The camera that was set on the side of the room flew off the tripod and flew straight for Midori. I luckily was able to push her out of the way in time.
"Mrs. Midori, are you okay?" I asked, nodding to her bleeding hand.
She winces, "I-I think s-so."
The cabinets started to violently swing open and slam shut, I was surprised they didn't fly off the hinges. Naru! The glasses and silverware started to rattle as dishes flew random directions before crashing into the wall. Akihiko held onto his mother with wide, shocked eyes. I heard rushed footsteps come our way and the moment Naru and Lin ran into the kitchen, everything crashed to the floor and the slamming stopped. That was intense for just under 24 hours! I learned from Naru that usually activity doesn't happen in the first 24 hours, for a ghost to make its appearance now…
"Is everyone okay?" I heard my boss speak.
"Mrs. Midori's hand got cut pretty bad." Akihiko opens one of the bottom cabinets and pulls out a first aid kit. He hands it to me with shaky hands before running out of the room. I heard a door slam shut.
"Let me just clean and wrap this up for you, okay?" I say, slightly putting her hand under the tap. I watch Naru and Lin out of the corner of my eye. Naru bends down and picks up the recorder. His eyebrows raise and ejects the tape, handing the film to Lin.
"Lin and I will review this for any clues. Mai, after you tend to Mrs. Midori, go do a quick temperature sweep." I tightly wrap her hand after pouring disinfectant.
"Aye, aye sir." I give a nod before helping Mrs. Midori up. They leave and Midori looks sadly around her kitchen. I smile sympathetically.
"Thank you for your help again, Mai. This has happened several before, but not as bad as this. I'm sorry, don't let me keep you from your work." She pulls out a broom and sweeps the broken glass into a pile. I look at her uncertainly.
"Are you sure you don't need any help?" She smiles and shakes her head. "Okay, just let me know if you need anything." All she does is nod. Poor woman, she doesn't deserve this. She looked like she was on the brink of tears. I wonder into the dining room and see Yuki in the fetal position under the table, her head in the neck hole of her nightgown.
"Yuki, it's okay now, you can come out. It's safe." She pops up and looks up with the most adorable puppy look. Stormy eyes wide with unshed tears and her cheeks were pale as a ghost.
"Y-you promise?" She asked, eyebrows scrunched together.
I hold out my pinky, "I promise." She shakily locks her pinky with mine before crawling out from under the table. I give her a small smile and wrap my arms around her.
"Mai?" Midori peaked out from the kitchen, "Could you put her to bed please, I can't with this mess. I'm really sorry."
"It's okay, Mrs. Midori, I can do it, don't worry about it!" I stand and take Yuki's hand. She beams up at me and I couldn't help but smile back.
"Alrighty, Yuki-chan," I bend down, looking into her sleepy eyes, "Let's go tuck you in!"
"But I'm not tired!" She stomps her foot before giving a huge yawn. She must be exhausted from all the chaos that happened today.
"Yeah right." I laugh picking her up. She wrapped her tiny legs tightly around my waist and small hands clutched the back of my shirt. I heard her yawn with a small sigh. As I walked up the stairs, I saw Mr. Ida angrily approach. "Yes sir?" I could feel my heart start to beat faster as he looked directly in my face.
"What are those video recorders doing in the kids rooms'?" He scowls, hands forming fists and I could hear the tapping of his foot.
Is it me or is it getting harder to breath?
"I'm sorry sir, those video cameras are in there to-"
"I don't care why they are in there, I want you to just take them out." He interrupts, his eyes flashing with multiple emotions.
"You would need to talk to my boss about it, he's the man in charge." I reason, but this doesn't seem to help. Yuki stirs lightly at the commotion. Thank goodness she didn't wake up. How rude is this man? Can't he see his daughter needs to sleep and all he's worried about some video tapes?
"He is the man in charge? I am man of the house." He mumbles, walking past me an assumedly to where Naru and Lin are. I glare at his retreating form. I wish my glare could burn holes! That's totally Naru's expertise. I think I need some glaring lessons. I muse, opening the door to Yuki's room. I shifted my weight to pull back the covers to put her in. As I was about to leave, a tiny hand grabs the hem of my skirt. Yuki's eyes shone with panic.
"M-Miss Mai? P-p-please don't leave. I d-don't want the b-b-bad dragon to come get m-me." She begs nearly on the brink of tears. I can't say no…Naru will have to deal. I nod with a soft smile. I sit near her head and run my fingers through her hair and rub her back. This makes her relax.
"It's going to be okay," I say softly, "The bad dragon won't hurt you, not while I'm around." A soft snore is my reply. I kneel near her bed and put my head on the bed; I follow in sleep soon after.
I open my eyes to a smiling Naru looking down at me. Wait. This must be a dream. I sit up and lazily look around at the spirit orbs that lit up the astral plane.
"Mai," Dream Naru calls, "You need to wake up." He gently pushes me back down and I black out.
Be a good little girl. Stay still and don't make a sound.
As a writer, I feel as though I should keep this a secret, but its something that needs to be said for what happens in future chapters for the sake of the readers.
Okay. There are strong hints of child sexual abuse, so please, if you are sensitive to that (because I know I am) please skip over anything that makes you feel uncomfortable.
So some may be asking "Why, glowofthefirefly? What made you think to want to write a story like that?"
That's the thing, its not thought about enough.
I got inspired to write this story by watching Matilda, and originally the parents were going to be emotionally neglectful, but then I was in General Psychology and my professor started talking about sexual abuse and how many people turn a blind eye toward it...That's when it clicked with me. Abuse is something I passionately despise and hate. I am going to go into this field to help kids that need it. 1 in 5 girls and 1 in 20 boys are victims of sexual abuse in some way. Though both genders sexually abuse, male relatives or family members are the main perpetrators.
It's not going to be a half-assed written story with stereotypical signs. I want to be respectful, so I've done (and still doing) research on sexual abuse and its heinous crimes to make sure what I am writing about is correct. If you see anything incorrect or have any advice for me, please comment (respectfully) or inbox me. In my profile I will have url links for you to see where I got my information from later today.
Thank you for reading and I hope that because of its content, I don't make you stop reading. :)