InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Bleeding Wounds ❯ Beaten up by her stepfather ( Chapter 1 )

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

Aches and sores, blue, green, and purple, found all over Kagome's body when she returns from home to the feudal era. Who could have done this and why? Many secrets are yet to be found, everyone else knows the secrets, do you? InuKag

Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Romance / Angst | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 12.16.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.3K | Visits: 396 | Status: Work In Progress

It was a rainy day and Kagome was running down the street trying to get home as quick as possible since she forgot her umbrella at home when she went to school and she had also stayed after school.

`Shit! I got to get home quickly before he comes home and sees me wet! ' ,Thought Kagome as she still ran down the street.

When she got home, she ran straight into the house and took off her shoes and walked down the hallway checking if he was home. She looked into the kitchen and the living room and didn't see him.

She sighed and smiled, “Thank God he's not home.”

“Guess again, Kagome”,said a voice and laughed.

Kagome gasped and looked behind her to find no one there she looked at the steps and saw him looking at her. Her stepfather. He gave her a dirty look and walked down the stairs and went up to her.

“Why are you home so late, slut?”,asked her stepfather as he kept walking up to her.

“I had to finish my work”,said Kagome in shaky voice as she backed away from him.

“Why are you wet, missy?”,asked her stepfather as he kept walking up to her.

Kagome kept backed away from him with a scared look on her face, “I-i forgot my umbrella by accident.”

“You forgot your umbrella. Who forgets to bring their umbrella when it has been raining ever since morning,”said her stepfather as he still kept walking up to Kagome as she still backed away from him.

Kagome back against the wall with tears forming in her eyes, “It was drizzling in the morning, I didn't know it was going to rain in the afternoon. Please don't hurt me, Li”

“As if ",said Li and slapped Kagome across her face hard causing her to tumble to the ground.

“No! ”,cried Kagome as she curled up into a bubble trying to defend herself but got kicked in her stomach several times. Next he grabbed her by her hair and threw her against the wall causing her to cough up blood.

“I'm done with you, you whore. If you come home late one more time, I swear you won't see life the next morning you wake up! Go upstairs and stay in your room until your mother comes home! If you come out, even if you have to use the bathroom you'll regret more of what just happened to you just now! Understood?”,asked Li as he looked picked up Kagome by the collar of her shirt and looked at her bruised, teary, wet face.

She nodded her head slowly as she sniffled.

“Good!”,said Li as he dropped her and walked down the hall and went into the living turning on the tv.

Kagome got up slowly making a painful expression on her face as she got up. She didn't want to cry while he was just around the corner watching tv and doing nothing but drinking and eating food. She started walking slowly towards the stairs, limping step by step as the painful expression on her face increased, which soon brought tears trickling down her cheek.

When she got to her room she closed the door and walked over to bed collapsing on the pink comforter that laid spread on top of her bed. She took her pink pillow and brought it to her face as she curled up into a bubble and cried into the pillow. Soon she didn't have tears left to pour out of her eyes.

She went over to her desk limping still and sat down on the chair carefully, since her legs were killing her and he threw her against the wall. She picked up her diary and opened it, picking up a pencil so she can write in it.

`If only he wasn't here. My life won't be so hurtful. I wish I had a real father, instead of having a stepfather that treats you like trash all the time when your mother isn't home. If daddy didn't have to die when I was a baby. . . none of this would be happening. Me being called a slut, whore, a stripper and other words and being beaten for coming home late, doing something wrong, and so on. I hate it! I hate it! I hate it! I wish he was dead then me, mama and Sota can live happily, even if Sota is my stepbrother. I love him too much. He's not like his father; a monster, who thinks he's king and make's people do stuff for him like we're his slaves. My life in this house right now reminds of the black slaves that had to do whatever the white owners told them to do, if they didn't they would be punished.'

She put down her pencil and sniffled as a tear fell out of her eye trickling down her pale, bruised cheek . . .

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