Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha.
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Warning: There is adult material in this story. Please be aware of mention of suicide from here on out.
Chapter Four:
Mother
It was late.
Ms. Higurashi was supposed to wake up at six, but it was already four in the morning so why sleep at all?
The silence seeping in through the ceiling above her vibrated the air like heavy bass.
Was her daughter still wound tightly on her floor, staring at the past through unseeing blue eyes?
Ms. Higurashi sat at her kitchen table so that she could see into the living room and up the stairs. Already, her daughter had tried to kill herself five times in the last week.
So she sat, protector and warden. Mother and enemy.