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Anywhozits! Here's the next chapter. A little warning the content is very violent and slightly graphic.
The girls woke earlier than planned. When Sango woke up Kagome was setting two places at the bar. Kagome had woken up 30 minutes before starving. So she set to work pulling together a simple breakfast of eggs and sausage, she had even gotten a pot of coffee going after a few tries. Sango sat at the bar, her face contorted in a way Kagome didn't quite understand.
"I hope you don't mind that I made breakfast." Kagome said uneasily, "I'll be sure to clean up before I go."
Sango looked at her and smiled. Her eyes shiny with unshed tears.
"No one has made me breakfast since my parents died."
Kagome watched as Sango quickly wiped a tear that had escaped. Kagome smiled at her.
"Hurry up and eat or it'll get cold."
Sango smiled back before digging in.
The girls at breakfast and cleaned together. They played the radio loudly, singing to popular songs loudly, regardless of whether they actually liked it.
Kagome loved it. She now had a girlfriend, who almost felt like sister to her. Sango gave Kagome some make up and showed her how to apply it. They lounged around watching tv together. Kagome listened to stories from Sango's childhood and tried not to call attention to the fact that she didn't have any stories she could share. By the mid afternoon the magic had come to an end. Sango had a tutoring session she had to go to, and Kagome had to get back to reality.
Kagome watched her house pull into view, her stomach sinking the closer they got.
"Thanks for letting me spend the night, I had so much fun."
"Anytime."
Kagome got out of the car, her book bag slung over one shoulder, and quickly ran up the steps. She unlocked her door and opened. Kagome paused and looked back at Sango to find her grinning and waving. She smiled back and watched as Sango's face went from smiling to confused, before she was violently yanked inside the house. Naraku threw Kagome onto the floor. A blinding pain shot up Kagome's spine.
"Where the fuck have you been?" Naraku roared. The room seemed to shake from the sound of his voice and Kagome whimpered, struggling to sit up. Naraku grabbed her by her, hair dragging her to the kitchen, where he then sat her down in a chair.
He wrapped his hand around her neck, slowly strangling her. She opened her mouth in an attempt to breathe, her hand clawing at his in hopes of prying it off.
"I asked you, where have you been." Kagome tried to speak but no sound came out.
"What did you say? I can't hear you." Naraku leaned closer. Kagome looked into his eyes.
Red. A darkness so complete Kagome dropped her hands. She was staring into hell. A hell delighted to see her struggle for air. She found herself growing lightheaded, her eyes beginning to roll back. Naraku removed his hand from her neck and slapped her hard across the face, knocking her to the floor where she lay coughing. She heard a banging on the door.
"Kagome! Kagome! Are you okay?" It was Sango. Kagome felt tears rising behind her eyes. Naraku knelt beside her.
"If you want your friend to live, you better go tell her you're okay." Kagome let out another cough.
"You want me to talk to her? Alright," Naraku stood up and began walking away.
"Sango! I'm fine!"
Sango stopped banging on the door. "What did you say?"
Kagome pulled herself up off the floor and walked to the door.
"I'm fine!"
"I won't believe you till I see you." Kagome cursed. She could feel the tightness in her face, she was already swelling from the slap she had received. She pulled her hair over her face and cracked the door.
"See? I'm fine."
Sango's breath caught.
"Kagome! Wh-"
Kagome cut her off, "Sango, I'm fine. Go home." Kagome's voice came out firm and serious, but she could not stop the tears.
"Sango, I need you to leave. Please?"
Sango stood there for a second, her eyes tearing as well before she nodded and ran back to her car. Kagome watched as she started her car and backed out of her driveway. Without warning Naraku slammed Kagome's head into the door. Her body crumpled to the floor, and Kagome's eyes began to roll to the back of her head. Naraku jerked her up quickly, smacking her hard across the face
"Wake the fuck up. I'm not letting you pass out on me today."He said it as if he had done her a favor by beating her till she blacked out.
Naraku kicked her in the stomach. before stepping roughly on her arm. Kagome screamed then. He out even more weight on her arm. Kagome pushed his foot roughly, causing his foot to slip off her arm.
Naraku growled, "You little bitch." He stomped down on her arm causing it to snap. Kagome's eyes widened as a throaty scream ripped from her. Like a light bulb the electricity that had been buzzing through her flared then died, leaving Kagome feeling hollow and cold inside. She slipped into unconsciousness.
Naraku looked down at her broken body. Her eyes were open, but she was no longer moving or crying. He kicked her, but she didn't make a sound. Leaning closer he inspected her. She seemed to be glowing from the inside out. He frowned. She was awakening. He stood up angrily, kicking her again, harder this time.
Naraku lifted her up, setting her on her feet. She blinked and looked at him.
"Strip."
Kagome stood still, hoping she had heard him wrong.
"What's the matter with you, bitch? I said strip."
Kagome felt the tears well up in her eyes. She shook her head, sinking to her knees.
Naraku slapped her hard across the face.
"No?"
"Please, no." Tears were streaming down her face as he just laughed at her.
He began ripping her clothes off. Kagome started screaming. Clawing at him, trying to keep her clothes on her body. He pulled her sweatshirt off, taking her shirt along with it.
Her jeans that hung loosely around her hips were easy to pull off. She punched him in the face and watched as his expression turned to that of unbridled anger. He ripped her panties with his hands. Kagome clenched her knees together, her face wet with tears. He pried her knees apart forcing himself between them as he fumbled with his zipper. His face was in the crook of her neck. Her screams echoed through the house as he thrust into her. She felt as if he had split her in half. She screamed, bearing her soul as she felt him grow inside of her. The pain was too much. She felt blood trickle down the side of her leg leaving a wet spot beneath her. She bit hard down on his neck and ear, trying to tear his skin. He growled beside her, the sound vibrating through his chest, shaking her to the core.
He thrust violently into her, each movement a searing pain. Her muscles clenched around him, as Kagome squirmed trying to get away. He pulled out of her, his manhood dripping with her blood. He forcefully flipped Kagome over. Using his knees to not only spread but pin her legs open. She tried to drag herself away from him, but her arms were not strong enough, her fingernails scraped across the tile, as she tried to claw her way away from him. He pushed inside her again, pumping in and out quickly.
"Stop! Dad please stop!"
He paused. Kagome kept going.
"Dad, please stop! I can't take this anymore."
Naraku threw his head back and laughed. Kagome felt something snap inside of her. He grabbed her hair before slamming her face into the ground. Kagome let go, slowly allowing herself to leave the pain behind. She gave up as she forgave herself for her lack of strength, for coming home, for getting comfortable.
Naraku pulled out of her, and stood up. He buckled his pants and looked at her. Broken and bloody. He smiled.
"You're worthless now."
Kagome sat in darkness her knees pulled up to her chest. The wall was hard against her back. Her body was cramped. The darkness was so complete Kagome couldn't see the walls or the door, the closet seemed to go on for eternity, though it's dimensions were finite, something
she became very aware of when she knocked her head into the wall while trying to lie down. Her eyes prickled with tears. In the darkness it was hard to chase away the memories. Hard to ignore the heartbreak she felt when she thought of how happy she was just a few days ago.
But that's just how happiness works.
Fleeting, a mere second in the entirety of your life. It had been so long since Kagome had known happiness she forgot how hard you fall when it's over. How much it hurts to be plummeted back into despair. It's so easy to forget, for the second you're happy, truly happy, it's always snatched away.
Happiness doesn't last.
Kagome broke down. She didn't have the energy to scream, and though it hurt to cry, she did. Her whole being hurt. Her pain ran soul deep and though she felt like she would break if she let it out, she also felt like she would die if she kept it in. Her breaths came in ragged abrupt inhales and short irregular exhales. She felt herself grow light headed. Panic bubbled up inside her, causing her to breathe faster and harder.
I am worthless
If she kept this up she would pass out. But her breathing kept increasing, the darkness around her closing in. Kagome closed her eyes and attempted to calm herself by rocking back and forth.
She thought of the faces of her friends. People who were sweet to her. Who gave without asking. Kagome felt dirty and ashamed. She buried her head in her knees, crushing further, what she was pretty sure was a broken rib. Her right arm lay useless, broken.
I am useless.
She covered her face with her left arm. Her eyes hurt from crying but the tears continued anyway. Kagome squeezed her eyes shut and focused on breathing and calming herself down. She didn't know how long she was going to be in here the last thing she needed was to become dehydrated because she cried too much. She had no idea how long she had been in there. It could have been a day or a month. The house had been eerily quiet, and Kagome had begun to hear a slight ringing in her ears that she decided not to question. Hunger gnawed at her stomach, and when it became unbearable Kagome slept.