Things finally began to clear up for Yang a few more hours later. Looking at the clock, she could see it was now around nine PM. and she was hungry. Very hungry indeed. She crawled out of bed. The pain still coursing through her body. She slowly moved out to the kitchen. Hearing the TV. She wondered if her mother was awake, but that answered rather quick.
"Look who finally managed to drag their ass out of bed." she said, drunk again.
Yang sighed. Ignoring her mother and she went to go make more food. Unable to find any paper plate, which she preferred due to the fact that she hated to do dishes. She settled on a small, porcelain plate from the cabinet. Putting her food in the microwave, she sat while she waited for it to cook. After it was done, she grabbed it in began to eat. She ate in silence aside from the TV. But all in all, it was peaceful. Though she had a feeling it wouldn't last.
As she finished, she knew she had to clean her plate or her mother would throw a fit. So she began to clean her plate. She noticed the other dishes in the sink. Letting out a sigh, she began to work on them. Fearing Raven would be angry if she didn't do them. It didn't take long to do them and put them in the drying rack. But unfortunately for Yang, her shirt caught on the rack as she got down to return to her room.
The whole rack came crashing to the floor. Glass and porcelain dishes shattering at Yang's feet. She flinched from the loud noise. "What the fuck was that!" Raven yelled. Now on her feet. Yang was frozen in fear as Raven got the kitchen seeing the mess of broken dishes on the floor. It looked as though she was seething. Yang stepped back, stepping on some of the broken glass with her bare feet. She flinched in pain as Raven moved to her. "You little shit!" she yelled as she got to Yang. Smacking her across face. She then knocked Yang face first to the floor. A few pieces of glass getting stabbed into her eyebrow, among other places. Such as her knees, arms, and hands. "Are you stupid!" she yelled and Yang cried out in pain. She kicked the girl in the already really bruised ribbed. Knocking her over into the minefield of glass. She continued to yell at Yang, but by this point, the pain was overtaking Yang and she couldn't focus on what her mother was yelling.
Yang suddenly felt her air supply cut off as she was lifted from the floor by the collar of her tee shirt. Feeling her feet coming off the floor. She felt her stomach get slammed onto the edge of the countertop before her head was forced into the dirty dishwater she had yet to drain from the sink. She was pulled above, Raven yelling more that Yang couldn't understand. Focused more on keeping her breath. Spitting the water that was in her mouth out before her head was forced under again. She could feel the water splashing all over her and each time she was above the water, she was gasping for air.
After what felt like forever, Yang was on the floor again. Coughing and gasping for air. Pain pulsing through her body. Able to see some puddles of blood on the floor. She felt herself lifted from the floor again. This time by her hair. She cried out in pain as she felt herself being dragged across the house. Trying to keep up so it didn't hurt as bad, but the glass in her feet didn't help. A blast of cold hit her and she realized she was being dragged outside. Oddly enough though, the snow felt good on her bleeding feet. Her mother said more. This time she could only make out things about being tired of this shit and how much she wished Yang was never born.
She tripped over herself from coughing. Trying to say things like "please stop," and "I'm sorry," but Raven wasn't having any of it. She was too tired to even try to fight back at this point. Yang could hear her mother fumbling with something before a creaking noise. From there, Yang was thrown into a room, landing on the cold hard floor. Then the whole room dark. The sound of a padlock closing was heard before hearing the sound of crunching snow getting further away. If Yang had to guess she was locked in shed besides the house, but she was too exhausted to even check.
She coughed again. Everything was silent. Aside from a car or two that passed by. She was freezing. The fact she was wet didn't help at all. Though the pain was fading. Everything going numb as she laid there shivering. Curled up around herself. Everything was starting to fade though. She was very tired. The last thing she heard was the sound of a car pulling into a nearby driveway followed by a knock on a door a crunching snow.
Author's Note: figured I owed one of these after two without. But yeah, I'm releasing this in short spurts as I write it. like I'm currently over 11,000 words in, so there is a good chunk more to come. I hope ya'll are enjoying this thus far. and please, leave a review. I'm dying to know what people are thinking of this. Thanks.