A/N- Hey guys, I'm back. Remeber that angsty chapter I promised? Here it is. Also some warnings. There is some offensive language, but what's new, right? There's some adult themes in here, nothing to explicit to keep my T rating, but still. Viewer discretion is advised.
Dreams meant a lot of things for a lot of people, but Nimian always did her best to dance around them, preferring the calm tranquility of darkness. Tonight, however, Nim was not so lucky.
"What are you doing here?" Akito growled his voice deep and commanding. The whole celebration seemed to have come to a screeching halt with those five words. At thirteen years old, Nim was even more stubborn and proud than she was now, if that was possible.
"I'm attending the party. The Jaguar did show up despite being banned, didn't it?"
"You worthless whore!" He snarled, slamming Nim roughly against the wall of the abandoned hallway. "Who the hell do you think you are?"
"I think I'm a member of this family." Her voice was condescending, and a smirk played on her lips. A deep, feral growl escaped Akito's throat, and his hand pulled back. A blinding pain shot through Nim's jaw, and she recoiled. He struck her twice more before grabbing her roughly by the collar and dragging her into his bedroom. Every time he hit her, Akito got a little stronger, and Nim got a little weaker. He shoved her onto his bed, and climbed on top of her.
"I'll show you how much you're a member of this family." His hand ripped of her shirt, and when Nim resisted, he slapped her again.
"Who else could love you but me?" he tore off her skirt and panties with a disturbing strength. She wiggled beneath him, and he balled up her fist, and her vision went black for a second. Some how, in those few brief seconds, he had tied her wrists to the head of the bed frame. Akito's hands moved to his own waist band.
"Let me show you how much I love you."
She was kneeling on the edge of the bed, her eyes wide with shock. Nimian's breathing was rapid and shallow, her hands clutched at her broken womanhood, almost as though she was struggling to put herself back together. Blood coated the inside of her thighs. She could still feel him pulsating within her, in and out, in and out. A smooth, rhythmic motion.
In and out. In and out.
Nimian always told herself that it never really happened. She covered up her twisted feelings with promiscuity, frequently sleeping with Hiro, Kureno, or even Haru a few years later. Occasionally, she would even go out and participate in lesbianism with strangers. Things got even worse when Kyo left. It was almost like the only thing anchoring her to this world had been torn away. And she drowned herself in alcohol, and Kureno became her object of lust. Not affection, there was no love between them, only lust, and both of them understood that. But sometimes, she would go to Haru's with the intention of sex, but ended up curling herself up close to him and crying, diamonds streaking down her face. Haru didn't seem to mind, if anything he seemed to enjoy being able to comfort Nim. Sobs would rack her chest, and he would purr comforting, husky words into her ear. But wasn't enough. She could still feel him.
In and out. In and out
In and out.
A/N 2- So, for those of you who aren't the brightest crayons in the box, Akito raped Nim. Please don't forget to R&R, the only reason I write is for your feedback!
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