InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Learn To Trust ❯ Bandaging Wounds and Hiding Scars ( Chapter 7 )
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Learn to Trust
Chapter 7
Bandaging Wounds and Hiding Scars
The second I was conscious, the second I tried to move my body, the second I tried to take my own breath, my body screamed out for me to stop. My right arm and leg was aching my side sore, my head was drumming its own beat. I felt like shit, I probably looked like it too.
I tried to recall the events that happened just before I lost conscious, but my head hurts to much to think. It came back to me anyway, my father stomping me out again screaming something about some shit or another. It really doesn’t even matter what I ‘did’ this time, they started to blend together anyway.
I wonder what time it is, I thought to myself, or what day it is for that matter. After I usually wake up from the bastards beatings, a lot of time usually pass by, couple days the most, once it been a week. So of course I didn’t know what day it is. I lifted my left arm which my wrist watch held, glad that I managed to protect at least one arm and, it was only a plus that it was the one that my watch was on.
My left arm was a little sore, but I ignored any pain it gave, I brought the watch about an inch away from my face and squinted trying to make out the date my watch said.
5:32 pm, Wednesday September 12th. Wednesday, I think the last time I was up was on Monday when I went to school. Damn, out for about two days, perfect fucking. Damn I must have a lot of homework too. Oh well can’t really think about that now can I?
I finally decided it was time to get up and address my wounds, even though half my mind was telling me to go back to sleep. I used my good arm, my left one, to push myself up off the bad.
Damn, everything fucking hurts. I slowly swung my legs to the cold floor and slowly stood up, before I could even stand up completely my legs buckled underneath me, and I fell back against the hard bed. I sighed, shaking the dizziness away. I slowly sat up again, and rubbed my left hand through my hair and cringed. Not only did was my head sensitive to my touch, my hair was matted with dry blood and sweat. It’ll take me forever to get the smell out of it much less take the blood all out.
I sighed; I had to do this the hard way since my legs won’t work. I slowly slid to the floor and crawled my way to my dresser, I hated to crawling, I felt so degraded. I pulled the draw with my bathing supplies and put them on top of the dresser in a small basket. I’m not crawling to the bathroom, hell no. I pulled my left leg, which didn’t hurt as much as the right, under me and put my left arm on top of the dresser, with the help of my other limbs I pulled up by my arm and pushed up by my leg. I was standing, barley but standing.
I learned heavily on the dresser, I looked around and saw a cane that I found a long time ago. I grabbed it and picked up the basket and started the painful journey limping to the bathroom while using the cane.
I made it to the bathroom, locked the door and collapsed on the toilet. I put everything down and somehow took off my clothes. I stood at the bathroom sink bushed my teeth and made a pathetic attempt to clean my bruised up face. I looked at my body through the mirror checking my wounds. My right side was coved in black and blue blotches which were made by the bastard. They hurt like hell to touch. My stomach had a nice bluish-purplish mark in the middle of it from where I presumed he kicked me. My face wasn’t too bad, actually pretty healed up the only thing there was my mark from when my father hit me before I blacked out. I protected my face good, cool. I turned away not wanting to look at anything else.
I leaned and limped my way to the bath and ran the warm water for the tub. These were one of the times that I was grateful for a big tub that I could lay in fully. Once it was full, I slowly got in and relaxed, and sunk till the water came over my head. I winced a little at the cooling sensation it sent to my scalped but I didn’t move. I opened my eyes and stared up, all I saw what my black hair flowing around me and the water turning to a murky red color. I closed my eyes again and let out the rest of my breath. I came up slowly took another breath and went back down, my eyes remained closed as a imaged from my past that I thought was locked up, played itself.
~~~~**Flashback**~~~~
I opened the door to my brother’s room; he was lying on his bed with a book over his face one hand over his chest while the other over his head on his pillow. I walked up to him and pulled the book off my sleeping brother’s face. He didn’t even move.
I tapped his arm, nothing. I gently nudged his arm, nothing. I pushed his arm, nothing. I hit his arm, nothing. I hit his arm with his book, nothing.
I sighed, I hated to do this, and actually I didn’t. I smirked. “OH MY GOD, FLUFFY, A CUTE GIRL!” I yelled out loud.
My fourteen year old brother sat up in bed looking around for the ‘cute girl’ “What? Where? Don’t call me that, what if she heard you. I’ll kick your ass if she did...” he rubbed his hands over his eyes then looked at me dryly after realizing he was still in his room. “I’m going to kill you. How many times do I have to say not to do that?”
“I’m sorry Flu-I mean Sess,” I changed after seeing his glare, “b-but you wouldn’t wake up.”
“And what is it that you need to wake me for?” he asked swinging his feet onto the floor. He stood up and stretched, he hated to be awakened if he was asleep.
“I’m starving, Sesshomaru.” I said following him to his dresser. I watched him as he put his hair that was to just pass his butt, in a braid then securing it with a tie. I tugged at my own hair that was hanging louse. He looked at me and threw me a hair tie, I caught it and followed his example and braided and tied my hair, and it stopped just midway my back.
“We’ve been over this, Inuyasha-” he said sighing as he leaned against the dresser.
“I know, it’s just it’s been two days, since I ate last. School’s not going to start for three more days.” I answered sitting on his bed, I crossed my legs Indian style and stared up at my brother.
He sighed and rubbed his temples. “I think I have a couple of bucks but I was saving it for an emergency-”
“And this is not fucking emergency?” I yelled at him and crossed my arms. “You’re hungry too Sess, don’t lie.”
“I never said I wasn’t.” he calmly said back, he crossed his arms too, but they immediately came undone and he stood up. “Go put on your sneakers and meet me by the door. Where’s the bastard?”
“He left a while ago. The bitch is passed out on the couch, she’s drunk and high.” I answered hurrying to the door.
“Go get your shit on.” He said pulling on a shirt. I opened the door and walked out but his voice stopped me. “Hey Inuyasha, stop cursing you’re only seven.”
I Keh’ed him and closed the door behind me. I ran to my room that was next to the bathroom, I threw on a jacket and my sneakers. I dug in my dresser and pulled out fifty cents. I smiled and ran downstairs to where my brother was already waiting by the front door. I showed him my two quarters, he nodded and ushered me out, we both not even taking a glance at our drugged up mother who was sprawled out on the couch.
“How much you got?” I asked him.
“Don’t ask me that again.” He said. I sighed, he hated letting anyone know how much he had on him.
We walked to the corner store which was at the end of the block and walked in.
“What are we getting?” I asked.
“Something that’s cheap and will last us a while.”
“Ramen?” I asked trying to hold my excitement. My brother just shrugged his shoulders, which meant yes. I ran down the isle that I knew all to well and filled my arms with chicken, beef and shrimp flavored, my favorite.
“Not all of that.” My brother said raising one eye brow in amusement, his one expression for the day.
“But, one never fills me up, and I got fifty cents, and their only a quarter each.” I protested.
“I don’t have enough for twenty packages.” He said.
“I don’t have twenty I have, one...two...three...” I began counting, “sixteen...seventeen...eighteen. Eighteen packages.” I protested.
He raised another other eyebrow. “Such a big difference, Yash,” He said turning around. “Put ten back.” He waited for me at the counter. I sighed and did as I was told. By the time I made it to the counter, Sess was there with two Big Hug juices on the counter, they cost fifty cents each.
“Hey boys,” Said Smokey, the man who worked and owned the store.
“Hey.” We both answered back, I dropped everything on the counter.
“That’s three dollars.” He said bagging up the stuff. Sess handed the man the money that was already in his man. I looked at the candy isle ready to spend my fifty cents.
“Save you money, Inuyasha.”
“Why?” I whined.
“Knowing you, this food isn’t going to last.” He handed me the bag which I took. I sighed and followed my brother out the store. We walked home without a word between us; it didn’t matter to me because I couldn’t wait to have that Ramen in my mouth.
I was walking behind my brother, my mind on the contents in the bag he was holding, when all of a sudden he came to a stop and I bumped into him and fell.
“Oww, Sess. Why you stopped?” I asked standing up, whipping my hands off. I looked around him and gasped at the sight. The bastard’s car was in the driveway. He was home. I started to shake.
“Calm down, Inuyasha, just stay behind me.” I nodded and together and followed him into the house. We slowly came in the living room, and stared. Our father was standing over our mother yelling at her about something. He quieted however when he saw us.
“Where were you?”
“We were hungry; we went to get some food.” Sesshomaru answered motioning me behind him.
“Did I give you permission to leave?” he yelled. I cowered behind my brother who shook his head. “Answer me boys.”
“No Sir.” we answered together, although mine came out more as a squeak than his. He came over to us and grabbed Sess’s collar.
“No, I didn’t think so. Yet you both left.”
“We were hungry, there’s nothing to eat in the goddamn house.” My brother yelled. My father didn’t even say anything; he just pulled back his fist and punched my brother in his jaw. My eyes widened at the sight of Sess falling down.
“Don’t you ever fucking raise your voice at me. I am the adult here not you.” The bastard screamed as he kicked Sess in the face.
I didn’t know what I was doing until I done it. I dropped the bag of Ramen, and ran to the bastard and tried to push him away from Sess.
“No.” I screamed with tears on my face, “It’s my fault I was hungry. I begged and begged Sesshomaru to take me to get something to eat. So leave him alone.” I stood in front on Sess meant to protect him.
“Don’t be an idiot Inuyasha.” Sess groaned from behind me. I turned to him as he tried to sit up. I moved to help him but was pulled in the air.
“You fucking worthless piece of shit.” My father yelled at me, as he shook me hard. “Who the fuck do you think you are, bitch.” He threw me against the wooden coffee table that collapsed under me. I was in too much pain to make a sound.
“INUYASHA.” I heard Sess called to me, I couldn’t turn to see him.
From my position in front of the couch, I stared at my mother who was looking at me with a soft smile. As if she was watching an interesting move. She stared back and me and mouthed three worlds, that I recognized before my world went black.
I Love You
~~~***End Flashback***~~~
I gasped for air as I came up. I closed my eyes and shook my head trying to get rid of that memory. I can’t believe I thought of that bastard, that so called brother of mine who abandoned me. Never fucking again, will I ever think of him.
I Love You
“What the fuck?” I asked myself, now trying to get rid of those words that invaded my mind. I wanted to laugh at those words and even more laugh at the person who ‘mouthed’ them to me. If that’s what she called love, she can keep it.
I looked at the murky water that surrounded me. I sighed and unplugged the bath. I shakily stood up and turned on the shower. I never felt clean after taking a bath. I started the painful chore of washing my hair, being mindful of my bruises, and then my body. It took about forty minutes before I finished and turned off the water.
Feeling a little stronger, I got out dried myself, and wrapped a towel around myself. I picked up my dirty clothes and my bathing shit, grabbed the cane and limped my way to my room where I locked it behind me.
It took me another half hour to not only bandage myself but to dress myself. Along with looking threw my book bag to find that Tylenol that I stole from the nurses at school. Talk about work. Doing this I realized I missed work yesterday, and needed to call them. I sat on my bed and pulled the telephone that was under it.
Yes, we do have a telephone that is in use. I pay the bill of course, never leaving my father to do it. The man can’t even remember to buy food before he gets his cocaine and beers. There is a downstairs phone, which he gave me money to buy, but I have a phone in my room, for emergencies. And boy did I have an emergency.
“KFC, Jennifer speaking how can I help you?” Came a non-too eager voice over the phone.
“Hey, Jenn, it’s Yash.”
“Yasha, where were you boy? Rachel threw a fit yesterday about you missing work without calling in.
“Long story, where is she?”
“At the bank.”
“Isn’t closed?” I asked looking at my watched which was going on six thirty.
“She left two hours ago; I think she said something about going to some other KFC.”
“Who’s acting manager?” I asked lying down on the bed.
“Me.” She said. Did I forget to mention she was an assistant manager in training? And Rachel didn’t care really who was in charge of the store, as long as she could leave from time to time.
“What’s up with you?” she asked, “you seem in pain, more than usual.”
“Well, yesterday, I was walking up the step and tripped down, falling unconscious. Dad thought I was drunk and high and just dumped me on my bed. I didn’t wake up un a while ago.” I easily lied.
“Oh my God. Are you okay?” she asked really concerned. “Maybe you should be in the hospital.”
“Nah, I’m good. Nothing is broken, no blood, and I can still walk. I’ll be in work tomorrow.”
“Maybe you should take a day off, isn’t you one week vacation coming up?”
“I’m good, Jenn. I just need to relax today and I’ll be fine.
“If you’re sure.”
“I am, just tell Rache I called.”
“No prob. See you morrow Dog boy.” She said, making fun of what my name means. I laughed it off.
“Byeeee,” I stressed and hung up. I put my phone back under the bed. I sighed and stood up; I pulled off my bloody sheets and changed them with some clean ones I washed last week. I laid in bed and was asleep for the rest of the night.
A/N… Short chapter I know, sorry for the long update, home fully my next chapter will be up in a day or too. But my next chapter is going to be an out of Inuyasha mind chapter, which I was and still am skeptical of putting up. I wanted this to be one perspective view story, but it can’t be helped.
~~~***Much Love Story***~~~
PS. Please Review…tell me if you love it hate it or what.
Chapter 7
Bandaging Wounds and Hiding Scars
The second I was conscious, the second I tried to move my body, the second I tried to take my own breath, my body screamed out for me to stop. My right arm and leg was aching my side sore, my head was drumming its own beat. I felt like shit, I probably looked like it too.
I tried to recall the events that happened just before I lost conscious, but my head hurts to much to think. It came back to me anyway, my father stomping me out again screaming something about some shit or another. It really doesn’t even matter what I ‘did’ this time, they started to blend together anyway.
I wonder what time it is, I thought to myself, or what day it is for that matter. After I usually wake up from the bastards beatings, a lot of time usually pass by, couple days the most, once it been a week. So of course I didn’t know what day it is. I lifted my left arm which my wrist watch held, glad that I managed to protect at least one arm and, it was only a plus that it was the one that my watch was on.
My left arm was a little sore, but I ignored any pain it gave, I brought the watch about an inch away from my face and squinted trying to make out the date my watch said.
5:32 pm, Wednesday September 12th. Wednesday, I think the last time I was up was on Monday when I went to school. Damn, out for about two days, perfect fucking. Damn I must have a lot of homework too. Oh well can’t really think about that now can I?
I finally decided it was time to get up and address my wounds, even though half my mind was telling me to go back to sleep. I used my good arm, my left one, to push myself up off the bad.
Damn, everything fucking hurts. I slowly swung my legs to the cold floor and slowly stood up, before I could even stand up completely my legs buckled underneath me, and I fell back against the hard bed. I sighed, shaking the dizziness away. I slowly sat up again, and rubbed my left hand through my hair and cringed. Not only did was my head sensitive to my touch, my hair was matted with dry blood and sweat. It’ll take me forever to get the smell out of it much less take the blood all out.
I sighed; I had to do this the hard way since my legs won’t work. I slowly slid to the floor and crawled my way to my dresser, I hated to crawling, I felt so degraded. I pulled the draw with my bathing supplies and put them on top of the dresser in a small basket. I’m not crawling to the bathroom, hell no. I pulled my left leg, which didn’t hurt as much as the right, under me and put my left arm on top of the dresser, with the help of my other limbs I pulled up by my arm and pushed up by my leg. I was standing, barley but standing.
I learned heavily on the dresser, I looked around and saw a cane that I found a long time ago. I grabbed it and picked up the basket and started the painful journey limping to the bathroom while using the cane.
I made it to the bathroom, locked the door and collapsed on the toilet. I put everything down and somehow took off my clothes. I stood at the bathroom sink bushed my teeth and made a pathetic attempt to clean my bruised up face. I looked at my body through the mirror checking my wounds. My right side was coved in black and blue blotches which were made by the bastard. They hurt like hell to touch. My stomach had a nice bluish-purplish mark in the middle of it from where I presumed he kicked me. My face wasn’t too bad, actually pretty healed up the only thing there was my mark from when my father hit me before I blacked out. I protected my face good, cool. I turned away not wanting to look at anything else.
I leaned and limped my way to the bath and ran the warm water for the tub. These were one of the times that I was grateful for a big tub that I could lay in fully. Once it was full, I slowly got in and relaxed, and sunk till the water came over my head. I winced a little at the cooling sensation it sent to my scalped but I didn’t move. I opened my eyes and stared up, all I saw what my black hair flowing around me and the water turning to a murky red color. I closed my eyes again and let out the rest of my breath. I came up slowly took another breath and went back down, my eyes remained closed as a imaged from my past that I thought was locked up, played itself.
~~~~**Flashback**~~~~
I opened the door to my brother’s room; he was lying on his bed with a book over his face one hand over his chest while the other over his head on his pillow. I walked up to him and pulled the book off my sleeping brother’s face. He didn’t even move.
I tapped his arm, nothing. I gently nudged his arm, nothing. I pushed his arm, nothing. I hit his arm, nothing. I hit his arm with his book, nothing.
I sighed, I hated to do this, and actually I didn’t. I smirked. “OH MY GOD, FLUFFY, A CUTE GIRL!” I yelled out loud.
My fourteen year old brother sat up in bed looking around for the ‘cute girl’ “What? Where? Don’t call me that, what if she heard you. I’ll kick your ass if she did...” he rubbed his hands over his eyes then looked at me dryly after realizing he was still in his room. “I’m going to kill you. How many times do I have to say not to do that?”
“I’m sorry Flu-I mean Sess,” I changed after seeing his glare, “b-but you wouldn’t wake up.”
“And what is it that you need to wake me for?” he asked swinging his feet onto the floor. He stood up and stretched, he hated to be awakened if he was asleep.
“I’m starving, Sesshomaru.” I said following him to his dresser. I watched him as he put his hair that was to just pass his butt, in a braid then securing it with a tie. I tugged at my own hair that was hanging louse. He looked at me and threw me a hair tie, I caught it and followed his example and braided and tied my hair, and it stopped just midway my back.
“We’ve been over this, Inuyasha-” he said sighing as he leaned against the dresser.
“I know, it’s just it’s been two days, since I ate last. School’s not going to start for three more days.” I answered sitting on his bed, I crossed my legs Indian style and stared up at my brother.
He sighed and rubbed his temples. “I think I have a couple of bucks but I was saving it for an emergency-”
“And this is not fucking emergency?” I yelled at him and crossed my arms. “You’re hungry too Sess, don’t lie.”
“I never said I wasn’t.” he calmly said back, he crossed his arms too, but they immediately came undone and he stood up. “Go put on your sneakers and meet me by the door. Where’s the bastard?”
“He left a while ago. The bitch is passed out on the couch, she’s drunk and high.” I answered hurrying to the door.
“Go get your shit on.” He said pulling on a shirt. I opened the door and walked out but his voice stopped me. “Hey Inuyasha, stop cursing you’re only seven.”
I Keh’ed him and closed the door behind me. I ran to my room that was next to the bathroom, I threw on a jacket and my sneakers. I dug in my dresser and pulled out fifty cents. I smiled and ran downstairs to where my brother was already waiting by the front door. I showed him my two quarters, he nodded and ushered me out, we both not even taking a glance at our drugged up mother who was sprawled out on the couch.
“How much you got?” I asked him.
“Don’t ask me that again.” He said. I sighed, he hated letting anyone know how much he had on him.
We walked to the corner store which was at the end of the block and walked in.
“What are we getting?” I asked.
“Something that’s cheap and will last us a while.”
“Ramen?” I asked trying to hold my excitement. My brother just shrugged his shoulders, which meant yes. I ran down the isle that I knew all to well and filled my arms with chicken, beef and shrimp flavored, my favorite.
“Not all of that.” My brother said raising one eye brow in amusement, his one expression for the day.
“But, one never fills me up, and I got fifty cents, and their only a quarter each.” I protested.
“I don’t have enough for twenty packages.” He said.
“I don’t have twenty I have, one...two...three...” I began counting, “sixteen...seventeen...eighteen. Eighteen packages.” I protested.
He raised another other eyebrow. “Such a big difference, Yash,” He said turning around. “Put ten back.” He waited for me at the counter. I sighed and did as I was told. By the time I made it to the counter, Sess was there with two Big Hug juices on the counter, they cost fifty cents each.
“Hey boys,” Said Smokey, the man who worked and owned the store.
“Hey.” We both answered back, I dropped everything on the counter.
“That’s three dollars.” He said bagging up the stuff. Sess handed the man the money that was already in his man. I looked at the candy isle ready to spend my fifty cents.
“Save you money, Inuyasha.”
“Why?” I whined.
“Knowing you, this food isn’t going to last.” He handed me the bag which I took. I sighed and followed my brother out the store. We walked home without a word between us; it didn’t matter to me because I couldn’t wait to have that Ramen in my mouth.
I was walking behind my brother, my mind on the contents in the bag he was holding, when all of a sudden he came to a stop and I bumped into him and fell.
“Oww, Sess. Why you stopped?” I asked standing up, whipping my hands off. I looked around him and gasped at the sight. The bastard’s car was in the driveway. He was home. I started to shake.
“Calm down, Inuyasha, just stay behind me.” I nodded and together and followed him into the house. We slowly came in the living room, and stared. Our father was standing over our mother yelling at her about something. He quieted however when he saw us.
“Where were you?”
“We were hungry; we went to get some food.” Sesshomaru answered motioning me behind him.
“Did I give you permission to leave?” he yelled. I cowered behind my brother who shook his head. “Answer me boys.”
“No Sir.” we answered together, although mine came out more as a squeak than his. He came over to us and grabbed Sess’s collar.
“No, I didn’t think so. Yet you both left.”
“We were hungry, there’s nothing to eat in the goddamn house.” My brother yelled. My father didn’t even say anything; he just pulled back his fist and punched my brother in his jaw. My eyes widened at the sight of Sess falling down.
“Don’t you ever fucking raise your voice at me. I am the adult here not you.” The bastard screamed as he kicked Sess in the face.
I didn’t know what I was doing until I done it. I dropped the bag of Ramen, and ran to the bastard and tried to push him away from Sess.
“No.” I screamed with tears on my face, “It’s my fault I was hungry. I begged and begged Sesshomaru to take me to get something to eat. So leave him alone.” I stood in front on Sess meant to protect him.
“Don’t be an idiot Inuyasha.” Sess groaned from behind me. I turned to him as he tried to sit up. I moved to help him but was pulled in the air.
“You fucking worthless piece of shit.” My father yelled at me, as he shook me hard. “Who the fuck do you think you are, bitch.” He threw me against the wooden coffee table that collapsed under me. I was in too much pain to make a sound.
“INUYASHA.” I heard Sess called to me, I couldn’t turn to see him.
From my position in front of the couch, I stared at my mother who was looking at me with a soft smile. As if she was watching an interesting move. She stared back and me and mouthed three worlds, that I recognized before my world went black.
I Love You
~~~***End Flashback***~~~
I gasped for air as I came up. I closed my eyes and shook my head trying to get rid of that memory. I can’t believe I thought of that bastard, that so called brother of mine who abandoned me. Never fucking again, will I ever think of him.
I Love You
“What the fuck?” I asked myself, now trying to get rid of those words that invaded my mind. I wanted to laugh at those words and even more laugh at the person who ‘mouthed’ them to me. If that’s what she called love, she can keep it.
I looked at the murky water that surrounded me. I sighed and unplugged the bath. I shakily stood up and turned on the shower. I never felt clean after taking a bath. I started the painful chore of washing my hair, being mindful of my bruises, and then my body. It took about forty minutes before I finished and turned off the water.
Feeling a little stronger, I got out dried myself, and wrapped a towel around myself. I picked up my dirty clothes and my bathing shit, grabbed the cane and limped my way to my room where I locked it behind me.
It took me another half hour to not only bandage myself but to dress myself. Along with looking threw my book bag to find that Tylenol that I stole from the nurses at school. Talk about work. Doing this I realized I missed work yesterday, and needed to call them. I sat on my bed and pulled the telephone that was under it.
Yes, we do have a telephone that is in use. I pay the bill of course, never leaving my father to do it. The man can’t even remember to buy food before he gets his cocaine and beers. There is a downstairs phone, which he gave me money to buy, but I have a phone in my room, for emergencies. And boy did I have an emergency.
“KFC, Jennifer speaking how can I help you?” Came a non-too eager voice over the phone.
“Hey, Jenn, it’s Yash.”
“Yasha, where were you boy? Rachel threw a fit yesterday about you missing work without calling in.
“Long story, where is she?”
“At the bank.”
“Isn’t closed?” I asked looking at my watched which was going on six thirty.
“She left two hours ago; I think she said something about going to some other KFC.”
“Who’s acting manager?” I asked lying down on the bed.
“Me.” She said. Did I forget to mention she was an assistant manager in training? And Rachel didn’t care really who was in charge of the store, as long as she could leave from time to time.
“What’s up with you?” she asked, “you seem in pain, more than usual.”
“Well, yesterday, I was walking up the step and tripped down, falling unconscious. Dad thought I was drunk and high and just dumped me on my bed. I didn’t wake up un a while ago.” I easily lied.
“Oh my God. Are you okay?” she asked really concerned. “Maybe you should be in the hospital.”
“Nah, I’m good. Nothing is broken, no blood, and I can still walk. I’ll be in work tomorrow.”
“Maybe you should take a day off, isn’t you one week vacation coming up?”
“I’m good, Jenn. I just need to relax today and I’ll be fine.
“If you’re sure.”
“I am, just tell Rache I called.”
“No prob. See you morrow Dog boy.” She said, making fun of what my name means. I laughed it off.
“Byeeee,” I stressed and hung up. I put my phone back under the bed. I sighed and stood up; I pulled off my bloody sheets and changed them with some clean ones I washed last week. I laid in bed and was asleep for the rest of the night.
A/N… Short chapter I know, sorry for the long update, home fully my next chapter will be up in a day or too. But my next chapter is going to be an out of Inuyasha mind chapter, which I was and still am skeptical of putting up. I wanted this to be one perspective view story, but it can’t be helped.
~~~***Much Love Story***~~~
PS. Please Review…tell me if you love it hate it or what.