InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Leave it in the past ❯ When it all falls apart ( Chapter 9 )

Hey guys. This is chapter nine. I hope you guys like it!! I may skip a couple of months like I have been.

 

Chapter Nine: When it all falls apart

 

As more weeks passed, Kagome finally built up the courage to tell Kevin that she loved him. She was going to tell him tonight.

 

She'd invited him over to her room to watch a movie with her and she was going to tell him right after.

 

She dressed in her comfortable pajamas and put the DVD in, waiting to play it until he got here.

 

She heard him knock and she ran to the door, opening it and looking at the handsome American boy, his honey and rich brown hair shining in the fluorescent lighting. She smiled up at him and invited him in. They sat down on the couch and Kagome hit play, snuggling into his arms. The movie was two hours long and it was about a girl who'd fallen in love with a boy against her family's wishes when she was suppose to be marrying some body else. As the movie came to a close, the boy that she was suppose to marry killed the boy she'd fallen in love with and the girl never did marry again. This story made Kagome cry.

 

Kevin turned off the movie and looked down at her. “Are you crying?” he asked teasingly.

 

“That story was sad,” Kagome said, wiping at the tears under her eyes and on her cheeks.

 

“It wasn't that sad,” he said jokingly.

 

“Yes it was,” Kagome said, slapping his arm lightly.

 

“Whatever you say,” he said slyly.

 

Kagome laughed then remembered why she'd invited him and became very serious.

 

“What?” Kevin asked noticing the change.

 

“Kevin… I love you,” Kagome said, looking deep into his eyes.

 

He looked stunned for a moment. Then, he kissed her like he'd never kissed her before, which they didn't do much. It stunned her that he would kiss her because of the way he viewed the act. After a moment she kissed him back. It was a good kiss, but not the best she'd ever had and a face popped into her head, golden eyes and silver hair, a face that was so beautiful and masculine that it made her knees weak. She tried to shake the thought out of her head but it just wouldn't go away.

 

He pulled away from her smiling. “So you're ready?” he asked he excitedly pulling her up from the couch and starting for her bedroom.

 

“Ready for what?” she asked, confused.

 

“You're ready to have sex,” he said, a smile on his face.

 

“Huh? No. That's not what I meant,” she said.

 

“What?” he asked, getting very still.

 

“I didn't tell you that so we could have sex, Kevin. I told you because I do love you,” she said.

 

He looked angry. “Why not then? If you love me?” he asked her.

 

“I'm not ready,” Kagome said looking down.

 

His eyes turned a weird shade of black and he raised his hand like he was going to hit her, but he didn't, checking himself and pulled his hand down and cupping her face.

 

“I'm sorry, Kagome,” he said, kissing her, “I have to go. I'll see you later.” He left, still angry.

 

`But I thought he would wait,' Kagome thought sadly, `I thought he would wait for me to be ready. Is sex all he wants?'

 

Kagome pondered this for a second and decided that, when it was Kevin's birthday, she would be ready.

 

As months passed, Kevin asked if she was ready, and she would say no. Finally, when she'd been in college for a year, Kevin's true nature came barreling through.

 

“Kagome, are you ready yet? I don't think I can wait much longer,” Kevin said.

 

“Kevin, Please don't pressure me,” Kagome said, looking down at the floor, “I'm not ready.”

 

“But don't you love me?” he asked.

 

“Of course I do and if you loved me, you wouldn't be asking me this right now. I told, when I'm ready, we will,” Kagome snapped angrily.

 

She felt something smack forcefully into her cheek and her head snapped back. She gasped in shock and pain. She looked up and Kevin was standing over her, his eyes black with fury.

 

“Kevin,” Kagome said in shock, her eyes watering in understanding and pain.

 

“Look what you made me do?” he screamed at her, standing and leaving her dorm room, slamming the door behind him.

 

Kagome sat still on her couch, shock plain on her face, her cheek burning. She sank down, laying flat, crying.

 

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Sango went into the school, pulling her books out of her locker.. It was her Junior year in high school and she was thankful that it was almost over. She walked passed a group of seniors who were talking about Miroku. She slowed down, listening.

 

“Yeah I heard her banged her the other day,” one said, a lecherous grin on his face.

 

“He told me he did more than that,” another said, laughing.

 

“Miroku's the man. I mean, the head cheer leader!” a different one said.

 

Sango felt the shock register on her face. `Miroku slept with somebody?' Sango thought to herself, feeling her eyes well up. “I will not let him see me like this,” she said aloud to herself as she hurried passed the people in the hall.

 

“Hey Sango,” Sango heard Miroku call after her.

 

She looked back at him with a cold expression on her face. “Hey Mrioku,” she said in a monotone voice, continuing to walk.

 

“What's wrong?” he asked.

 

“Nothing,” she said in a hard tone, continuing on.

 

“Wait Sango,” Miroku said, hurrying to catch up with her.

 

“No,” she said fiercely.

 

She heard him running to catch up, slowing down when he was beside her.

 

“Sango, what is it?” he asked.

 

“I'm fine,” she said.

 

“Your eyes are starting to get all red. I know you better than that, Sango. Now just tell me what's wrong,” he said, concern in his voice.

 

“You are what's wrong with me,” Sango said.

 

“What did I do?” he asked, shocked.

 

“Oh, you really don't know? Everyone's talking about it!” she said.

 

“About what?” he asked, looking confused.

 

“About how you screwed the head cheerleader,” Sango said petulantly.

 

“Oh,” he said softly.

 

“So it's true? All this shit with you and me means nothing?” Sango asked him angrily.

 

He just sat there looking at her.

 

“You're a real dumb ass,” Sango said coldly to him turning and stalking toward her next class.

 

“Sango, wait,” He said, grabbing her hand.

 

She ripped her hand away from his, looking at him with disbelief and pain.

 

“Why would you do this?” she asked.

 

He didn't answer.

 

“You don't even give a fuck,” Sango said crudely, “If you'll excuse me, I'm going to be late for class because of you now.”

 

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As the year drew on, Kevin kept on asking if she would have sex. The abuse continued when she would say no, escalating each time, getting worse and worse. Finally, it was Kevin's birthday and Kagome thought she could go through with it so the sex issue was out of the way. They could go back to the way they were before, no slapping, hitting, punching, kicking, just the sweet Kevin she'd grown to love before.

 

Kevin came over, knocking on the door. Kagome opened it, not meeting his eyes, the bruise on her face and arm still fresh.

 

“I'm so sorry about that, Kagome. I promise it will never happen again,” he said, caressing the bruise on her face. She flinched away from him. `You say that every time, but you always do it again,' she thought to herself sadly.

 

She pulled the cake out that said “Happy Birthday Kevin” in big happy letter. He smiled, kissing her good cheek. She gave him her present. He opened it, pulling out a nice looking wristwatch.

 

“I hope you like it,” she said, looking down at the table, “Happy birthday honey.”

 

“Thank you so much Kagome,” he said, taking her hand and kissing the palm of it.

 

They ate the cake in silence. When Kevin was done, he stood up.

 

“Thank you for a great birthday,” he said, starting to leave.

 

“You don't want your other present?” she asked sweetly.

 

“What other present?” he asked, looking surprised.

 

“I'll go get it,” she said, hurrying into her bedroom and shutting the door. She hurriedly pulled on the sheer black lingerie gown that was see through, wearing nothing under it. She tried to calm the nerves she felt and the little voice inside her head saying she couldn't do it.

 

She pulled open the door and walked out. She heard Kevin's sharp intake of breath. The gown didn't cover all the bruises he'd left her.

 

“Wow, Kagome. You look absolutely beautiful,” he said.

 

She smiled timidly. “I'm ready if you are,” she said, her voice shaking.

 

He walked toward her, a tent being pitched in his pants. She backed slowly into her room, motioning for him to follow her. She sat down on the edge of her bed, trying to seem calm.

 

He walked up to her, pushing her down gently on the bed by her shoulders, settling himself on top of her. He held himself over her, all his weight on his arms. He bent down to kiss her, his hand sweeping over her front. He pressed against a bruise and she remembered who'd given it to her. Her body reacted the exact opposite way it was suppose to, making her want to get him off her.

 

“Wait, Kevin. I don't think I can do this yet,” Kagome said, pushing at him.

 

“Yes you can,” he said. She could feel his erection pressing against her, making her feel revulsion. It didn't feel like she was letting him touch her anymore. It felt like he was tyring to rape like Naraku had, like Kevin was doing this without permission.

 

“Kevin, I can't,” Kagome said, trying to get him off her.

 

“We've already started. You can do this,” he said, kissing her and cupping her breasts in his hands.

 

“No, I can't Kevin. Get off me,” she said, pushing with as much force as she could.

 

He looked down at her, his eyes a familiar shade of black. “Kagome, you already said you were ready. You can't go back on it now,” he said with repressed anger that seemed like it could be unleashed any minute.

 

“Kevin, please. I can't just yet. Give me a little more time,” she said.

 

He pulled her up roughly. “I've been waiting for almost two years, Kagome. You said you were ready,” he said, squeezing her arm painfully.

 

“Kevin, stop. I said no,” Kagome said, trying to pull away from him.

 

He hit her, with a closed fist this time, throwing her down on the floor and kicking her in the face. He pulled her up again and hit her again. She screamed in pain. He slammed her against the wall, her head slamming into the wall.

 

“Kevin,” she said weakly.

 

He threw her toward another wall. She hit the window, the glass braking. She fell out through it, falling about ten feet, then, hitting the ground with a thud.

 

Kagome tried to stay conscious as long as she could, but her head was heavy, her eyes lids droopy. Her head was throbbing like almost every other part of her body and there was a new pain in her leg. Finally she couldn't stay awake any longer. She slipped into nothingness.

 

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Inuyasha was driving through the Aoyamagakuin campus toward where his brother was waiting for him. They'd come to see a law professor for some stupid company thing. They were looking for a lawyer that could look over all their documents and such.

 

Inuyasha stopped when he saw something white blowing in the wind in front of a dorm building. He pulled up and stopped, getting out to investigate. He walked up to the billowing white, held down by a girl. He walked up to the girl who seemed to be completely out of it. She was in poor condition, bruises all over her body, her leg in a gruesome angle. He turned her over, moving the hair out of her face and gasped.

 

He knew this girl from Kyoto, though she looked much older than she had. Kagome.

 

 

 

 

I hope you guys liked this chapter. I loved writing it. I hope you can't wait for the next chapter.

 

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