Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ Needs a title ❯ Chapter one ( Chapter 1 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

The lifeless ruby eyes looked out at the overcast sky. In a way it comforted the owner of these eyes with its dreary dead look. Her soul, like that sky, was dreary and dead. Not that it was all her fault. Anyone who was living the way she had been would very most likely be the same way. Her name was Kari and she had been born into the horrid nightmare that was her life 13 years ago to a woman named Rachel Francis Warren. At fist sight Rachel seemed like a kind person who always let others walk over her, but in reality she was a self-righteous, controlling, religiously strict person who should've never had kids. Kari often thought this about her mother who controlled her life like a dictator. She knew something was wrong with Rachel mentally that caused her to be the way she was so she didn't point the fingers of blame at her, but instead at herself. Even as she laid there in the hospital bed she blamed herself for all the things wrong with her life. She couldn't help it. Her mother had always treated her like all the bad things in her life as well as her own life was Kari's fault. Ever since she could remember sickness, money
shortages, even her father leaving was all made to be her fault somehow and she accepted it because she was the child and her mother was the adult. She couldn't remember when her mother got involved with religion, but she often told Kari the consequences if
she didn't accept this way of life. She had also been told that she herself was a punishment for what her mother called a sinful feeling, the feeling called lust. Rachel said her sexual desires as a 33 year old unmarried woman for a 25 year old perverted, childish, asshole named Aron Smith had brought about her birth. Kari had never met the guy before and her mother didn't have any pictures of him because she hated him.
 
Kari often wondered if she hated her too because she was his child, but those feelings would go away when her mother would talk kindly to her; rare, but it did happen. Her mother wasn't totally cold and unfeeling towards her. They had religiously celebrated several of their birthdays alone together, they did crafts together, and helped out at church. So Kari didn't understand why, she didn't understand why her mother had flipped out on her for something that wasn't really her fault. Just a few months before she was happy with her for receiving the Best Student Award for the third time in a row since she had become a middle school student. She was an A student, Rachel wouldn't have it any other way. She participated in school activities her mother approved of, which weren't many, and was talented with the piano, violin and singing. Rachel was proud of her although she didn't always show it. Now Kari couldn't expect anything from her because she was gone. As soon as the doctor had come in with the news she knew her life would no longer be the same no matter how broken it had already been.
 
At 13 she had become pregnant, the thing her mother disliked the most. A teenage pregnancy had become a part of Rachel's life and she wouldn't accept it, whether accidental or not. Kari didn't blame her mother she felt she was responsible for not telling Rachel right away when it happened. A few months ago she stayed at school later than usual to help set up for a presentation. When she got finished it was getting dark outside and she hurried home since Rachel couldn't pick her up. When she got near a woody area on the side of the road two boys came out of nowhere and carried her deeper into the bushes where no one could see them. They ripped off her skirt and shirt and treated her like a toy. One boy played with her breast while the other touched her on her sensitive spot. Although she was terribly afraid her body responded to them in all natural manners.
When they thought she was `wet enough' one boy grabbed each of her legs and pulled them wide apart until they couldn't go any further and the other pulled out his big thick penis and shoved it inside her. She felt her vagina rip in some spots and her hymen shred into pieces. She screamed in terror and the boy let go of her legs and slapped her hard across the face telling her to shut up and that it was her fault because wearing such
revealing clothes told them she wanted sex. Just like her mother told her things were her fault they told her and she believed it. She got quiet immediately and let them do what they pleased. When the one finally released inside her the other took charge. She took a
quick glance at the boy who took her innocence and saw her blood all over his midsection. He took a towel and wiped himself clean; then as the other boy turned her over he sat on his knees in front of her with his penis in her face. The other boy shoved himself in her vagina and the other shoved himself in her mouth telling her to suck. She did as she was told and soon felt the semen pouring into her mouth and into her vagina simultaneously.
 
They actually were the ones who redressed her and one even had the nerve to kiss her forehead and tell her she did great and that if she wanted to do it again he'd be happy to. A tear rolled down Kari's cheek as she remembered the day. She hadn't changed much afterward except that she didn't stay late after school or take the same way home. She had just started to show signs of pregnancy two weeks before. She threw up at school in the mornings and fell asleep in afternoon classes. Her math teacher was the first to show concern, but Kari quickly reassured her nothing was wrong. It was the student counselor who made the call to her mother to report the incidents and Rachel was furious. Kari was still on punishment for that call; no coming out of her room except to go to school and eat dinner.
 
Rachel really didn't think anything of it besides her thinking that children were lazy bums and that her daughter was no exception. Nevertheless she discovered food was disappearing more rapidly around the house and that there were extra sanitary napkins left. She went to Kari who confessed to eating a little more than usual, but hesitated to reveal her missed periods. Her mother scheduled a doctor's visit and she hoped beyond all hopes that nothing was wrong with her. She almost got away safely, but the doctor was skeptical about her rapid weight gain, fatigue, nausea, wetness and darkening of the nipples and most obviously the hardness of her abdominal area. She drew blood as well as took a urine sample just in case and about four days later had them come in to tell them Kari needed immediate care for the health of the baby and herself. After intense questioning and the denial of her mother, who said Kari didn't even have a boyfriend to be having sex with, she admitted to the unwanted sex act with the two boys four months before. Although the doctor wanted to report it to the police Kari said she no longer remembered what they looked like so it would be pointless.
 
Rachel showed no sympathy from the moment she heard the story of the babies' conception. She wouldn't ask Kari to get an abortion, but she didn't want the `sinfully concepted' child or its mother living with her. Without warning, or care for Kari's future, she left. She left when Kari least expected it, when she needed comfort and support in her
situation. Kari returned home from school exhausted and found Rachel gone. She didn't really care until an hour turned into 4 hours, then to all night, then to the next day. She ventured into her mothers room for the first time and found a note saying
 
To the thing I birthed:
There was no way I was going to take care of your little whorish ass whether pregnant or not. You're a little ungrateful demon that I should've aborted. If you're old enough to get pregnant then you're old enough to take care of your damn self! I don't want to ever see you again or your little demon baby. I'll at least pray you and your hell spawn don't rot in hell with the pervert father, whoever he is and don't come try to find me!
 
Rachel
 
Kari's heart sank when she read it. Her mother no longer wanted her. She slipped into a state of depression and began to eat extra on top of her pregnancy hunger. She also neglected schoolwork and other activities. She didn't have any friends which served to make the depression more severe. By the seventh day of her mothers absence Kari was out of food and water. She didn't know where else to go and was afraid to leave the confinements of her home and venture out into the world alone. She was lying in her bed crying when the heat and lights shut out. Desperate to escape the nightmare she went down into the kitchen and reached in the drawer for the sharpest knife available. She stared at it a moment remembering the times she had used it to cut food in the kitchen and then placed it on her slim wrist on her vein. She remembered the happy times she'd spent in the kitchen with her mother and her eyes held tears anew. She cut into her pale skin and the blood emerged quickly. It dripped on the floor as she let her silent tears fall taking with it her grief, sadness, despair, and pain that had built up in her soft heart. She knew the baby inside her would die too, but she was happy at the thought of being together with someone, to have someone there dying with her so she wouldn't cross over into that unknown world alone. She let the knife slide to make a fine line across her wrist and fell to the floor and began working on the other. Flashbacks of a life undeserved flowed through her mind and she felt the pain of betrayal for the first time since her
mother abandoned her.
 
She collapsed 2 minutes later and welcomed the darkness of what she believed to be death. When she opened her eyes she saw a white room and immediately assumed she had died, but when she focused in she saw it was nothing of the sort, but rather a hospital room with curtains drawn all around. She felt a small hint of disappointment that her suicide attempt had failed, but felt even happier that someone had taken the time to rescue her. She closed her eyes and touched her hard abdomen wondering if the baby had survived too. She somehow knew it had and felt comfort as she fell back into a dreamless sleep.