InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Learn To Trust ❯ Battle Scars ( Chapter 24 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Learn To Trust
 
 
Chapter 24
 
Battle Scars
 
 
No one wins. One side just loses more slowly - Prez
 
 
“Inuyasha, I know you hear me, Inuyasha.”
 
Have you ever regretted something so bad that you want to do something about it but if you do, do something about it you would probably regret that action even more? It's annoying as hell right? Well right now I was definitely regretting that fucking decision I made yesterday because it was biting well into my ass-
 
“Inuyasha,”
 
Not to mention annoying the hell out of me.
 
“Inuyasha…”
 
“WHAT, WHAT, for the love of GOD WHAT?” I screamed turning toward Sango who had been following me for what seemed like hours.
 
Sango stood there, looking like the all mighty defiant bitch that she was, someone seriously needed to slap this bitch back in her place.
 
“Kagome told me you invited us to go out, yesterday.” She said coolly.
 
“So,” I replied shrugging my shoulders, and kept on walking, she quickly fell into step.
 
“I want to know where.” Sango stopped right in front of me and crossed her arms. I sighed and looked around me.
 
“And I want to fuck that bitch right there, but that's not going to happen…” I pointed to a hot red head who looked my way and winked, I smirked back, “…at least not today.”
 
I sidestepped the girl and kept going my way.
 
“You're such a pig.” Sango scoffed and I winked her.
 
“Yeah, but it doesn't stop you friend from wanting me.” I so smugly replied.
 
“Just answer the damn question, where are we going?” she growled impatiently at me.
 
“Why does it matter?” I turned to her, “If you with us, you with us, if you're not, oh well I'm sure as hell ain't gonna loose sleep over ya.”
 
“I would like to know where I'm going…where you're dragging us.”
 
“Who the hell is dragging who?” I asked her loud, “I don't give a rat's ass if you go or not, it's really not my problem. If you're going to be as nagging there as you are now, then do me a favor and not show up at all. The only reason I invited you and the pervert is so Kagome would feel more comfortable there and she won't try hanging on my arm the whole night stopping me from having my fun.”
 
“So why invite her?”
 
“Don't know,” I replied truthfully, she stepped in front of me again and glared, which I hatefully returned. “Maybe I need amusement in my life.
 
Sango sighed and her expression entered a peaceful state “Why play all these games if you're not interested in her? Why play with her feelings like that?”
 
“Who says I'm not interested?” I asked her, and she looked confused. I smirked and her and once again sidestepped her.
 
“So you are interested in her?” She asked me, but I remained quiet and kept walking. Who the hell did she think she was questioning me? I owe her no explanations for my reasons, especially when I wasn't even sure of them myself.
 
“Inuyasha-”
 
“Don't you have a boyfriend to push around or a friend to protect? You know someone who actually wants you around.”
 
“Oh yeah, I can really see I'm holding you up, from what is it that you have to do? Getting into fights, smoking weed and cocaine-”
 
I stepped to the girl and brought my face inches from mine, the bitch was testing my patience, something I have little of. “Let me tell you something bitch…” I stopped and smirked asking myself why wastes my breath? “I don't smoke cocaine; I sniff it and occasionally inhale it.” I smirked at her shocked expression and then sidestepped her for the finally time.
 
“Oh and Sango,” I said turning around but kept walking she turned to look, “don't forget now, 10:30.” I winked and then turned to keep going my way.
 
I walked outside, adjusting my book bag. I saw Kikyo standing in front of a red Cherokee and made my way toward her.
 
“Nice.” I said examining the jeep with its spinning wheels.
 
“I think so too.” Kikyo said her hand caressing the hood.
 
“Let me drive.” I said and she looked at me contemplating the idea of trusting me with her car. Without warning she threw me the keys and opened the side door and getting in. “Let's go, we have a 3:30 appointment at Cross Hospital” I smirked at her and rushed over to the driver's side. I started up the car and turned on the radio.
 
I put it in drive and sped down the street. The car ride was silent, except for the radio, as I adjusted my seat so the back was down and I was leaning back.
 
“Hopefully we can be seen when we arrive.” Kikyo said as she pulled a large manila envelope from the back seat.
 
“What's that?” I asked glancing as she pulled paper from the envelope.
 
“The list that I mentioned to you last night, I do hope you were listening. These are the names of places and people that Naraku have great influence over.”
 
“How many are there?”
 
“They are not numbered Inuyasha, however there about twenty pages here, if not more. All organized by importance of the people, from cops to the mayor himself. Business are also organized the same, you'll find there are a lot of clubs on the list.
 
“What, did people needed cash and loaned from him?”
 
“Some did, yes, but there were a few exceptions. Over half of the mayor's campaign party was paid by Naraku. Lets just say when Naraku is behind a candidate the win is a sure thing, Naraku practically owns Mayor Prezini.”
 
“I think the whole city knows that.”
 
“Well then the whole city should know not to fuck with Naraku if they were smart. He owns them.”
 
I stopped at a red light and glanced at the so called list the Kikyo handed over. The list was incredible. From stores in Ferris Mall to small businesses like family owned restaurants. There were dozens of names; a lot of police officers, there were pictures of them too. I even recognized the two jackasses who arrested me in school last Friday. I even noticed that my own parents name was on the list, but that wasn't a big surprise, they probably owe him money for coke or something.
 
I noticed that some of the names (like my parents) and places were typed in red ink, so I questioned Kikyo about it. “They owe Naraku money.” It was a simple answer and it was the truth. No explanation was needed further.
 
I put the paper on my lap as I continued on the way when the light turned green. I however kept my eyes on the list now and then.
 
At another red light I gazed over the list quickly when my eyes picked up a business in red letters. I looked over at Kikyo who was on her phone and looked back down on the paper.
 
Night Life - Keith Cage
 
The name burned in my mind as a few possibilities popped in my head, as I continued driving.
 
“Kikyo,” I said, and she put her hand up to quiet me, which I took offensive. “Kikyo,” I said again louder.
 
“I'm on the phone, Inuyasha.”
 
“And I don't give a fuck.” I replied and she turned away from me. So with one hand steadying the wheel, I used my other to pull Kikyo's phone from her ear. “She's going to have to get back at you,” I said and then snapped the flip phone shut and threw it over my head in the back seat.
 
“DAMN INUYASHA,” Kikyo yelled turning in her seat to retrieve her phone which started to ring.

“Just listen, Kikyo.” I said as she was about to open the phone again, “It's about the list.”
 
Kikyo resigned and told the person on the other end she would call them back.
 
“This had better be important, Taisho.”
 
“Keh,” I said making a left at a corner seeing the hospital up a head.
 
“Well what is it?” Kikyo asked after a minute.
 
“Tell me about Night Life,”
 
“What? It's a club, maybe the hottest in town. Dear God I hope you didn't throw my phone to ask me that.”
 
“Impatient much bitch?” I growled as I pulled in the parking lot. “I mean tell me about Naraku's business with them.” I finally found a parking spot and pulled in.
 
Kikyo looked at me without moving as I took the key out the ignition and took off my seatbelt. I opened the door and turned to her silently asking both if she was getting out and if she was going to answer my question.
 
I thought it was going to be a no for both when she unbuckled her seat belt and climbed out the car, I followed her.
 
“Night Life was going out of business a couple of years ago, two maybe three tops. Naraku saw potential in the place and pull his resources together to fix it up, made it was it is today. It was small back then but Naraku had the building adjacent to it evacuated and combined it with Night Life, there are many extras that building holds that very few know about. Did you know that there was a Jacuzzi in it?”
 
“You fucking me,” I smirked. It was a rumor that Night Life had a Jacuzzi in it, but no one has yet confirmed it.
 
“Oh yes, it's one of Naraku's personal touch. Not many know of it, those who do are of course are very high in the social ladder. It cost over a hundred just to sit in it for an hour or two. I don't really know the price since I have never had to pay.”
 
“Right,” I replied blandly, of course she been there. I held the door open for her as we entered the hospital and instantly I hated the place. It smelt of sick people, old people and medicine. “Anyway,” I continued as I followed Kikyo to an elevator, “so why was the name marked in red”
 
“The owner, Keith Cage owes Naraku money. Hell Inuyasha, Naraku pulled that place from the dead. It wouldn't be what it is if not for him. Of course Naraku what's what he put in back, tit for tat Inuyasha. Cage is a man however who does not like to pay his dues, that's why despite the success of Night Life, he is still in debt to us. Technically, Naraku should have just taken over the place but the FBI is already on his tail on some other issues and so that option is as of yet not available.”
 
“So what's Naraku doing to retrieve his money?”
 
“Nothing,” Kikyo said, “Naraku is not an impatient person, he will get what he is owed in due time. Until he is ready to collect Cage's debt, Night Life is the least on his mind right now.”
 
This really had me thinking, “Is Naraku seriously going to let something like Night Life slip threw his fingers?” Kikyo looked up at me as we stepped off the envelope.
 
“I see it like this, Night Life makes good business, and everyone who likes to make money can see that with their own eyes that to continuously invest in the place will generate more money than they put in. To simply collect a debt will cease all ties with them and then they will owe you nothing.
 
“And I'm guessing that the FBI is interested in Naraku as money wise correct, along with his possible relations to drugs correct.”
 
“I'm not at liberty to say, but along the lines.”
 
“Then it would be wise for Naraku to convince Cage or whatever to move into partner deal, this way that any money income could be accounted by profit made from the night club. Cage also wouldn't have to worry about paying debts in a long way and to have investors in his business would make things better for him. He would be a fool not to take Naraku up on that offer.”
 
Kikyo looked at me, and I smirked, probably shocked that I am not an idiot just like the next junkie on the corner.
 
“I'm sure Naraku would think this would be an interesting arrangement to consider.”
 
“Better believe it.”
 
“I'll give him your idea, see what he has to say, I'm sure it'll come up in your meeting on Friday.” Kikyo nodded and walked to the front desk.
 
“We're here to see Dr. Moya, he's expecting us.” Kikyo said with the authority of someone twice her age.
 
“Do you have an appointment?” The bored desk attendant looked at Kikyo unfazed by her sense of that authority.
 
“Taisho,” Kikyo spat out. The two stared at each other hard and I rolled my eyes. Women.
 
“Well, Ms. Taisho, can you have a seat he's in with a patient. I'm sure he'll be out shortly.”
 
“I'm sure that he would drop everything he is doing regardless what once he realizes just who was here. If you would have the sense to beep him or whatever you people do.” Kikyo urged.
 
The lady behind the desk, a black big lady who looked like she don't take shit from no one, stood up and leaned over the desk toward Kikyo who held her ground. Eri definitely had guts.
 
“Listen little girl, I don't know who you are talking to but you are not to tell me how to do my job. Now I asked you to take a seat and sit down, Dr. Moya will be out shortly, I am not about to interrupt his appointment with his patient so you, Ms. Sally Su, can have yours. So I suggest you take your seat before your appointment gets pushed back another hour.” The lady said folding her arms waiting for Kikyo to say something smart, and I doubt she would make a threat like that and not hold up to it. Knowing Kikyo, she was about to have a smart comment thrown back at the DA and I wasn't ready to sit in a hospital for an hour more.
 
“Oi Kikyo, stop being a bitch and sit down. I'm not in a rush; you aren't in a rush, so chill.” I voiced out tiredly of being involved with anymore arguments for the day. I had my share this week to last me a lifetime.
 
Kikyo turned around to face me, and I knew she wasn't happy that I interrupted her. In retaliation I grabbed Kikyo's arm and pulled her back to the waiting room and pushed her room. Kikyo didn't say one room as she pulled a small mirror from her purse and reapplied her lipstick.
 
“You want results Kikyo, I can show you results.” I smirked at the girl who in response raised an eyebrow at me in question. I walked over to the desk again; the lady had sit down and was writing on a form of who-gives-a-shit.
 
“Ahem,” I said after the lady started to ignore me. She looked up at me with a tired expression waiting for me to get smart with her. “I want to apologize for her behavior,” I said softly, “She can be a handful at times and doesn't know when to stop talking.” At least I wasn't lying.
 
“You telling me,” the woman said resuming her work.
 
“Try sharing space around her,” I smiled and she chuckled.
 
“Is she your sister or something?”
 
“Who Kikyo, nah she's my girlfriend.” I said sheepishly and she sucked her teeth shaking her head.
 
“You poor child, why are you putting up with that?”
 
“What can I say, she keeps me on my toes,” I laughed softly, the lady doing the same. “I'm Inuyasha Taisho,” I said holding my hand over the desk which she took to shake.
 
“You can call me Ms. Debra,” Ms. Debra said smiling at me.
 
Hook
 
“Ms. Debra,” I said softly as if tasting the name on my lips. She smiled softly at me.
 
“So I take it the appointment is for you then?”
 
“Yeah, Kikyo's here for support, despite her outside bitchy- excuse my language-harsh exterior she's real nice once you get to know her.” I laughed scratching the back of my neck as if I was embarrassed.
 
“You were right the first time,” Ms. Debra laughed.
 
Line
 
“So what you in for Inuyasha?”
 
“Some stitches here and there, needs to be checked on. Me and my dad got into it over Kikyo and well, that's why I don't look all that great.” I said with a soft of sadness in my voice and she shook her head giving me the look over.
 
“You poor boy, you must love her?”
 
“Someone have to.” I replied and she joined me in for a laugh.
 
“Anyway I'm really sorry for her behavior, I'm sure it means nothing coming from me but to get her to apologize…”
 
“I have a teenage daughter, I know the feeling. They think they own the world” Ms. Debra said smiling softly.
 
“Yeah, anyway I'll let you get back to work, Ms. Debra.” I nodded at the lady and turned around slowly, and even slower walked back to Kikyo.
 
“Inuyasha…” Ms. Debra said calling my name, I turned around and raised an eyebrow, inside I was smirking. “You sit tight and I'll go see how long he's going to be. Make him come out here myself.”
 
Sinker
 
“I don't want to be a bother…” I started.
 
“Oh don't worry child, a nice boy like you shouldn't be stuck in the hospital all day. He'll be right out.” Ms. Debra said standing up and I smiled, rubbing my neck as if embarrassed again. She smiled again and disappeared in the back toward the hospital rooms.
 
I sat back down next to Kikyo and leaned down in my chair giving her a side glance.
 
“Well…” I said cocky.
 
Kikyo looked down at me with a smile on her own, “Very nicely done.”
 
I chuckled. No female could resist my face, especially the motherly type, it was a gift.
 
Ms. Debra came back a few minutes later to take us to see the doc, turned out he just finished with his last patient.
 
We greeted Dr. Moya in the hallway and he escorted us into the hospital room, equipped with a bed and the white paper over it and everything.
 
“Why don't you have a seat?” Moya said pointing me toward the bed and Kikyo toward a chair in the corner.
 
“How are you feeling Inuyasha,” Dr. Moya said opening up a folder of papers and I tried to see in them.
 
“Like shit,” I said grabbing the folder out of his hands and gazing at the papers with my names on it. I only managed to see a list of dates next to the words hospitalized before they were taken from me. My head snapped up to Dr. Moya who smiled at me and continued to look in the papers.
 
“What is that?” I asked.
 
“You're health files like if you were in the hospital before, when and why, if you need medication, when you had your last shots, stuff like that.”
 
“Where did you get them from?” I asked.
 
“Naraku sent them to him.” Kikyo said as she scanned through a People's magazine.
 
“Where did he get them?” How much access does Naraku have on my life? I wondered as I watched Kikyo look up at me.
 
“I don't know, I don't question every little thing he does, nor do I care. What is the problem, Inuyasha?” she asked, her cold eyes looking intently into my own.
 
“Nothing,” I mumbled turning my attentions to the doctor. “Can we hurry up and do this thing? I don't want to be in his hellhole all day.”
 
“Of course, can you take off your clothes so I can examine you?” he asked and I nodded.
 
I pulled off my hoodie, then red shirt and then wife-beater. I turned to Kikyo as I kicked off my black Nicks, and unbutton the jeans on my pants. “Don't stare too hard Kikyo, and don't get any ideas. But maybe I'll let you play if you want.” I joked as I lowered my jeans, standing only in my white socks and black boxers
 
“Oh please Inuyasha like I…would…ever…” I looked up from picking up my clothes, wondering why she trailed off. I stood up realizing that she was looking at me, even more so my body. My body that showed the effects of what happens when you live with a father whose past time was taking his anger out on you.
 
“I told you not stare,” I told her all joking aside. She looked up at me and lowered her head.
 
“Wh-what happened?” I turned to Dr. Moya who probably saw the long scar I had on my spine, the one that almost caused me to be paralyzed. I heard Kikyo gasp when she saw my back.
 
This was getting irritating; I felt my eye start to twitch.
 
“I have a jerk for a father, get over it. I have.” I said hopping on the paper covered bed.
 
“Inuyasha, how long have it been going on?”
 
“Shit doesn't matter,” I growled, this is why I don't go to the doctors they want to know business just so they can talk about it to the next fucking doctor. “Can we get this over with, you just want to check the stitches right?”
 
“Inuyasha, this is serious. By the law I have to report it.” He said getting ready to go out the door.
 
“But you won't.” I said, remember coming across Dr. Ken Moya, on the list of names on the papers that Kikyo gave to me. I turned to the girl who had raised an eyebrow at me.
 
“What do you mean I won't?”
 
I looked down, wondering just the same question; I looked over at Kikyo who held a small smile on her lips, waiting to see where I would take this. Suddenly I felt my words leave my mouth before fully processing in my mind.
 
“You work for Naraku Onigumo, meaning you work for me, after all I am his novice.” I looked into the man's eye whose own grew. “I'm sure you seen a lot of things that night, and I'm sure the he told you not to breath a word to anyone also; hence why no one came to my house yet claiming to be with Social Services. He holds you tight, am I right?” I asked a smile playing on my lips. “After all if you weren't why else would you rush to someone's home at who knows what time at night, just to sew up a nameless kid, who isn't one of your patience and I doubt you care a rats-ass if I lived or died. He probably told you I'm of some great deal importance or some other bullshit, and that I die, you won't be far behind.” I saw a flash of fear in his eyes and I knew it was true, I smirked.
 
“Here's the deal.” I said hopping off the bed and walking toward him, he backed away. “You do as I say, and keep these meaningless details on the low, and I won't mention anything negative to Naraku when I see him.”
 
Dr. Moya looked, trying to decide if I was bluffing or not. He was probably leaning towards the first and he straightened his tie and then fixed his glasses.
 
“This is some kind of joke, right?” He asked chuckling.
 
“Does it look like I'm fucking laughing?” I asked him taking another step to the man. I cracked my knuckles. “I'm not playing, and I'm far from joking.”
 
“Under the circumstances, Dr. Moya, maybe things would continue smoothly as long as we comply with Inuyasha's wishes at this time.” Kikyo said softly. We both turned toward the girl who still reading her magazine.
 
“I don't think you understand the position I am in-”
 
“That is where you are wrong, Dr. Moya,” Kikyo said lowering her magazine, “I don't think you even know what position you are in. I'll repeat this once and only once, do as Mr. Taisho wishes and no problems will occur, if you fail to please Mr. Taisho I'll have no other choice but to inform Mr. Onigumo. Am I making this clear enough?”
 
I smirked when Dr. Moya nervously nodded his head.
 
“Good to hear that, now if you would please continue with his examination, we'd appreciate it. We do have other plans to attend to this evening.” Kikyo said before returning to her magazine.
 
“So let's finish this,” I said before sitting back on the bed. Dr. Moya took no time in continuing with my check up. We were out there about twenty minutes later. We didn't even have to deal with ideal chatter or nothing. Now that's service. I was in a good mood when we left that I even told Ms. Debra that I might stop by one day and see how she's doing, and I just might.
 
“Where to next,” I asked as I pulled out of the parking lot.
 
“To Macy's make sure the suits are in order so we can pick them up.” Kikyo said as she was messing around with her phone.
 
“Great,” I groaned my good mood evaporating at hearing that I would have to spend another day in the fucking store with a mall-bitch like Kikyo. “Just kill me now.” I mumbled as I turned up the radio.
 
“What was that?” she asked me, looking up from her phone.
 
“Uh…fuck you bitch,” I said lightly.
 
Kikyo rolled her eyes and I turned back to the road ahead of me, “Time and Place, asshole, time and place.” She said and I chuckled, Kikyo truly was my type of bitch.
 
We stopped at Burger King before we made our way into Macy's. As I munched on my Whopper Kikyo instructed some worker to receive my clothes; it seemed that Kagome wasn't in, which pissed Kikyo right the fuck off.
 
“I'd rather have her here; she's the one who took the measurements. If there was a problem with them then that's who I'd blame. Now the next bitch would just shrug her shoulders and we would be left here with a half-assed job.” She ranted in the store.
 
Luckily for Kagome's work position, the clothes fit smoothly and I actually looked good with eye mask and cane and all. I wanted to take the cane with me now but Kikyo refused claimed I would mess it up, probably try to hit the next guy in the head with it, effectively breaking it. The sad part was she was right, and the first guy on my list was the one who helped give me life, if you can call it that.
 
We end up staying there for about two hours; it seemed that Kikyo wanted me to try on every sing suit. I was cursing the bitch out by the fifth one and throwing the shit on the floor by the tenth one refusing to put it on. Sure I was behaving like a three year old with a tantrum but it got me results, bet your ass I didn't put on another goddamned thing.
 
“Where are you going? I told you we need to go to Kay Jewelers to see what type of necklaces you need, maybe some rings and earring too.”
 
“Fuck that, it's almost 6:30 I doubt they'll be open anyway.” I replied as I made a left leaving the downtown area.
 
“We have a private opening for us, do you know how hard it is to get these types of meetings.” She said like I really gave a rats-ass.
 
“Then go to them you damn self. I'm going home.”
 
“It'll only take twenty minutes picking out something to go with your eyes, hair and skin tone. If we don't get the right stuff then it would be pointless to get anything at all. That's why you have to be there in person.”
 
“You phone has a camera on it, take a picture and have fun.” I replied without looking her way.
 
“Don't be a fucking jackass about it and turn the damn car around.”
 
“Don't be a fucking bitch about it and shut the fuck up. I said I'm not going and that's final. Besides I don't like all that fancy bull-shit.”
 
“Suck it up.”
 
“Suck my dick.” I turned up the familiar street toward my house which was a couple of blocks up.
 
“You're such an ass.” She replied after I pulled in my driveway.
 
“Yeah well…” I said as I opened the door and pulled out my book bag from the back. I climbed out and gave one final look toward Kikyo. “..tell me something I don't know.”
 
With that I slammed the door shut and marched into the house that was from a home. I just wished I realized that I was walking from one drama to the next when I entered the place. Then maybe I would have stayed in the car.
 
When I closed the door behind me I turned and froze. The place was like a tornado hit it. The couch was turned over and the glass coffee table was broken into shards on the floor. The TV was against a wall in its broken glory and any pictures that Izayoi had hung up yesterday were thrown across the rooms. I mouth fell open in shock; the lady took her time cleaning up this disaster of a home and now it was even worse than before.
 
Damn, I wonder which of the two did this; from the estimation of the damage I would say it was the bastard. I shook my head and turned to leave for my room when I noticed a deep red puddle in the middle of the floor, and it was a lot, I didn't need a closer look to tell it was blood. But if the jackass made the mess and it wasn't my blood, then who- Shit!
 
I dropped my bag and rand to their room. “Izayoi?” I screamed, fearing for her life, no answer, no one. “Mom,” I tried again going to the downstairs bathroom, nothing. I hoped she okay.
 
I head a thump from upstairs and I raced upstairs. Something in the back of my mind wondered why I should even care. She never cared when the bastard took his frustrations out on me. Hell just the other day she picked him over me, so why should I care?
 
I could feel my blood racing with concern as I heard a whimper from my shut door, my bedroom door. I shook as I reached for the handle and pushed open the door.
 
“Mom?” I whispered in the dark. I flipped on the light and a gasped left my lips. There she was at the end of my bed on the floor, in her broken glory.
 
Her face was so bruised up she didn't even look the same, her eyes was swollen over, her bottom lips was busted. He neck held signs that he tired to strangle her, perhaps even to death. Her body looked just as black and blue and bleeding from who knows where? All she had on was a bra. It looked like her shoulder was out of its socket and her leg was slashed. Her stomach was already forming bruises from where she was kicked and then even-he probably raped her too.
 
I couldn't turn away even if I wanted to.
 
“Mama,” I whispered as I moved to her side, but she didn't hear me she was unconscious. I looked around and reached to my bed pulling the sheet off of it and laid it on her body. I lifted her head up and held her close. “Mom,” I said as I saw her eyes start to flutter.
 
“Pu-Puppy?” She whispered and gasped in pain.
 
“Yeah,” I whispered as I began to rock her.
 
“Oh, Puppy,” she said and reached for my hand which I took. She tried to smile at me but with her injuries, it was a failed attempt. “I guess it's true what they say Puppy,”
 
“Shh,” I said slowly pushing her hair back, “rest now.”
 
“They say- In a war, no one wins. One side just loses more slowly.” She said and closed her eyes.
 
I didn't know what she meant, but it made me think, as I rocked her back and forth comforting her. Despite everything, she never put a hand on me and she sometimes took care of me after one of my father's lashing.
 
She's my mother, and for a family, she's all I got.
 
 
 
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