InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Learn To Trust ❯ A Night Best Slept Thru ( Chapter 9 )

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Learn to Trust

Chapter 9


A Night Best Slept Thru


I sat up in my bed sweating, I think I had a bad dream but I don’t even remember what the dream was about. I laid back down hoping to go back to sleep but it was no use. I wasn’t tired any more. I looked at my watch and squinted using the moon light.

Shit, It’s only one in the fucking morning, I thought, being careful of my left side, I climbed out the bed and slowly made my way out my room. I was parched. I haven’t eaten or drank anything practically in two days. I wanted to grab my cane, but since I wasn’t plan on using tomorrow, I needed to get use to walking without it. I limped my way down the stairs clutching the railing for my life.

Once I was down stairs, I made my way to the kitchen. I passed the living room and cringed at the scene. My mother and father was fucking, the only reason I didn’t hear any sounds was because they had their tongues down each others throats. On the table was evidence of them being high. There were weed leftovers in a pile, and faint cocaine lines. On the floor was the evidence of them being drunk, empty beer bottles, Bacardi, vodka and rum bottles. They had such a high tolerance for this shit that it took them much much more to knock them out.
They screamed out in pleasure and I wanted to throw up, instead I limped my way to the kitchen. I hobbled to the kitchen sink and turned on the cold water, a picture of the two flashed in my mind and I threw up right in the damn sink. Eww, that shit’s yellow and clear, I thought as I washed my mouth out and then the sink out.

As if the color was proof enough that I had no food in me, my stomach started to growl and I started to feel light headed. I grabbed a glass and started downing water, drinking bout four glasses. I hobbled my way to the refrigerator which I knew was empty and pulled it open, its continents surprised me. There was bread, meat and cheese.

“I guess the bastard can do some things right.” I muttered to myself as I pulled out everything. I made me three sandwiches, all with double meat and cheese and put two of them on a plate. I wrapped them up in case something happened to me on the way up stairs, at least my food would be safe. I ate the third one happily. I grabbed another glass of water and made my way out the kitchen. I was halfway passed the living room when the bastard called my name.

“Yasha, come ova’ here,” said the drunken bastard. I tried to keep going but he yelled out louder and angrier, so to save me from further abuse, I put my stuff down on the table that was by the steps and walked in with them.

“Yea,” I asked about twenty feet from the couch.

“Get ov’a here already. I ain’t gonna bite ya.” He was out of it, him and his wife. They were both drunk and high, sitting on the couch. My beloved mother was nice enough to throw on a shirt and my wonderful father was considerate enough to put some boxers on.

I walked over to them; my mother smiled at me strangely and pulled me on the couch when I was close enough. Unfortunately she pulled my left arm, I yelped at the pain as I fell forward. I turned on the couch, now sitting between them and rubbed my arm to ease the pain.

“What do you want?” I asked standing up again, but my father pulled me back down.

“Why you wanna go and leaves us here?” my father the drunk said putting his arm around me and hugging me close.

“Because I hate you and can’t stand to be around you for another second.” I replied dryly. At least I wasn’t lying.

The man who claims to be my father laughed out loud and ruffled my already messy hair. “That’s my boy, got a sense of humor just like his old man.”

“Can I go to bed now?” I said shrugging his arm off of me, then standing up. I was pulled back down.

“Why you in such a rush to leave?”

“Well Dad, I do have to go to school in the morning, you know the placed that you flunked out.” I said, my parents just laughed thinking I was joking again.

“You probably got tests and all that shit, huh?”

“Yeah, probably,”

“How bout a hit before all the stress and shit get to you.”

“What hit.” I asked suspicious, when Toga starts giving any sign of acting fatherly toward me that meant I should be on guard.

“Izzy baby, get the shit laid out.” My mother smiled and did as she was told. She grabbed the bag of cocaine and made a thin line on the table. She held out a small straw out for me. Meanwhile my father was laughing and grabbed a half of bottle of vodka, held it out to me, I shook my head, he shrugged his shoulders and started gulping down like it was soda.

“Here Inu.” My mother said grabbing my hand and putting the straw in it.

“Nah, I’m good.” I said putting the straw on the table. My mother grabbed the bottle from her husband and started gulping down herself.

“What do you….uh thinking you to good to smoke with your parents?” Toga said.

“No.” I said.

“Then get down then and, you know.” He gripped me by the neck and forced me to my knees in front of the table. “NOW,” he yelled squeezing my neck harder.

“Okay, okay.” I said trying to get his hands off me. It seemed to me that he was stronger drunk than he was sober. He eased his hold but didn’t let go. I grabbed the straw and stared at the shit in front of me. I hated doing this shit; it always messed with my head. I felt him squeeze again for me to hurry up. I put the straw to my nostril and the other end to the coke.

It only took me a couple of seconds to snort everything up. When I was done, my father pulled me back on the couch. I felt dazed, that was the strongest shit I had in along time, plus I hadn’t use the shit since I was fifteen, so I felt like a virgin to it.

“Naraku has the best shit around.” Toga laughed when he saw my face. I should have known that that was Naraku’s shit. I hated to agree with Toga, but Naraku did have the best drugs when it came down and everything. “And you took that shit without stopping. That’s that Taisho blood running in threw you, gives you strength.” My father bellowed out.

I sat there dazed while my so called parents passed drinks back and forth. I suddenly felt something wet on my shoulder, I looked down and saw my mother licking me. I was out of it, but not that much.

“What the fuck.” I said scrambling away from her. I stood up far away from both, and wiped my shoulder off.

“Oh come back Inu.” My mother said leaning towards me. She fell of the couch but that didn’t stop her, she started crawling to me. Toga just laughed. “I just wanted to have a little taste.”

“No no no no no no nooo.” I said backing against the wall. Toga laughed and stood up, he stumbled to me, shoving my mother out of his way with his foot, nearly fell but caught him self. He came to me and trapped me against the wall by putting his hands on both sides of my head.

“What’s da matta’ Yashy? Scared of some pussy.” He asked, I turned away from him but he pushed me back hard against the wall. “Or is it that you want another dick in you, again.” He laughed cruelly. I froze at what he said; I didn’t want to think about what he said. I pushed a memory that was forcing its way back in my mind. I refused to think of that. I pushed my father hard, it caused him to fall back, but he didn’t stop laughing. I ran from the room ignoring my father crude remarks.

“You know you liked it, don’t deny it Inuyasha, you fucking fag. You’re no son of mine.”

I rushed back as fast as I can, tumbling up the stairs, my food long forgotten, the pain in my leg forgotten. I ran to my room and slammed the door closed and locked it. I screamed out in anger and pain.

“Fuck you, do you hear me.” I screamed out to no one. I banged on the door in anger, “FUCK YOU TOGA.” I turned around looking for my cane. I saw it on the floor and picked it up. I went to my dresser and smashed everything on the floor, swinging the cane like a baseball bat. “DO YOU FUCKING HEAR ME, YOU FUCKING BASTARD, FUCK YOU.” I screamed out and started hitting everything. I saw a mirror on the wall, not the one connected to my dresser but one I got from the bastards other son. I walked up to it, raised the cane over my head and brought it down as hard as I could. Smashing the mirror into pieces, the shards from the mirror flew everywhere I felt some of them cut into me but I paid no attention to that. I kept on hitting and hitting and hitting, till I had no more energy. The mirror long destroyed, and I dropped can where I stood.

I moved to my bed and collapsed on it, lying on my back. I covered my face with my hands. I felt the wetness, thinking that it was blood I wiped it away and looked at my hand, I saw nothing. I wiped my cheek again, understanding. I wiped away the tears that escaped and sighed.

I was exhausted, and my body’s pain caught up with me. I looked at my watch again, only twenty minutes had passed.

“Damn I should have stayed in bed.” I thought as I drifted off into a dreamless slumber