InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Never Gonna Let You Go ❯ The New Kagome ( Chapter 1 )
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Never Gonna Let You Go
Chapter One
The New Kagome
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Ok everyone. This is totally new for me. I've read alot of punk meets prep stories and that is where I got the idea. I hope
this turns out as good as it did in my head. This chapter is basically going to tell you how everything turned out, after Kagome's
grandpa died. Hope you like!~SP
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A seven year old Kagome crammed her head under her pillow on her lumpy bed. Her parent's curses and yells could still
be heard through the material. They were always fighting now, and Kagome couldn't stop it. Her brother Sota, was the
cause of this one.
He had spill some of their fathers beer and he punched him.
Warm salty tears cascaded down her red cheeks.
Her father's loud screaming voice rung in her ears, "DON'T YOU WALK OUT ON THIS FAMILY!"
The door slammed and Kagome sprang up from her bed and ran to the front of the house. Her father layed motionless
on the couch, shaking. Empty bottles of liquor were tipped over on the coffee table and beer dripped into a puddle and seeped
into the carpet.
Poor Sota cowered in a corner in the kitchen. Shaking and trembling like he wasd going through seizers.
Kagome heard her mothers car start and pull away from the driveway. She looked out the window and gave her daughter
one last pitied look. The emerald green miny van slowly inched it's way closer to the road.
"MOMMY!" She screamed, flinging herself to the windows.
It was then that Kagome noticed the tears in her mothers eyes and the red stains that marked her pale face.
She drove off.
Kagome could of stayed out there all night. But something brought her back. A loud ear shattering noice echoed in the house. The sound
caused Kagome to jump and race into the house.
Tears bunched up in her eyes, as she caught sight of her father.
His arms were limp, a tiny metal object in his hand. Blood spilled onto the floor like no tomarrow, causing Kagome to scream
and race to her frightened little brothers side.
Her father had killed himself, with a gun that he kept hidden under the couch.
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Kagome shot up in her bed.
She was sweating and panting and having trouble catching her breath. Looking around her, she servayed her room. Piles of
cloths, old magizines, make-up and on her night stand, and the only possession that ment anything to her, was a picture of
her family together.
The nightmares always plagued Kagome's sixteen year old mind. Making her hate her father and miss her mother and grandpa.
But in another sence. She loved her grandpa, but hated her mother for leaving her and Sota. How could she do that to her.
It was ten years ago, today.
Kagome growned and sat up on her bed. She rubbed her aching forehead. Her head pounded, as she walked ever so quietly to the kitchen.
She didn't want to desturb her foster parents from their drunken snooze.
She grabbed four Advil and turned on the sink. She filled her hands and splashed the cool water onto her warm face. She then
filled a glass of water and took her medicine.
Her so called mother groaned from the couch, getting Kagome's attention.
The house was small and baraly held her family. Her foster mother and father had the biggest room. There daughter Kari
had the next biggest room, leaving Sota with the smallest and Kagome with the next smallest. She hated this arangement,
but didn't argue.
Kagome didn't really get along with Kagura, the mother. Their relationship was very fucked up. She blamed everything on Kagome and told
Sota he was worthless. Naraku, the father was the worse. He was ugly, greasy, and smelled like cat pee. He beat poor Sota
and tried to rape Kagome countless times.
A muffled snore came from the couch.
"Wake up Kagura!" Kagome yelled, walking past the couch and back to her room.
Sh rumaged trough her dresser. She finally deside on a pair of black pants that were covered with zippers and chains. These
were her favorite and she loved how the hugged her tight frame. She also grabbed a red shirt, that had a picture of all the
Linkin Park members and on the back it said "A Force to be Reccond With" in black.
She quickly got dressed and ran to the bathroom.
She spent two moments pulling her hair up in a lazy bun and brushed her perfect teeth. When she was done, she grabbed her
black and red bookbag and set it in front of the door.
Kagome sighed.
"I guess I'll go wake Sota and princess up." She growned.
The second she opened Sota's door, he raced past her. He smiled brightly at her and ran out the door.
`Well that was easy`
As for princess, she whinned tell Kagura told her she would bring her to school at lunch time. Kagome sighed and went back to her
room. She slid her walkman and her cds into her bookbag and left the shit hole she had to call home.
Kagome smiled, as she pulled out the keys to her 2005 Chevy Avalache (midnight blue) and reved it up. Sota smiled up at
her from the passanger seat, causing Kagome to get suspicious.
"What?" She asked the twelve year old boy.
Sota shook his head and looked out the window. He didn't usually say much.
Chapter One
The New Kagome
^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
Ok everyone. This is totally new for me. I've read alot of punk meets prep stories and that is where I got the idea. I hope
this turns out as good as it did in my head. This chapter is basically going to tell you how everything turned out, after Kagome's
grandpa died. Hope you like!~SP
^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
A seven year old Kagome crammed her head under her pillow on her lumpy bed. Her parent's curses and yells could still
be heard through the material. They were always fighting now, and Kagome couldn't stop it. Her brother Sota, was the
cause of this one.
He had spill some of their fathers beer and he punched him.
Warm salty tears cascaded down her red cheeks.
Her father's loud screaming voice rung in her ears, "DON'T YOU WALK OUT ON THIS FAMILY!"
The door slammed and Kagome sprang up from her bed and ran to the front of the house. Her father layed motionless
on the couch, shaking. Empty bottles of liquor were tipped over on the coffee table and beer dripped into a puddle and seeped
into the carpet.
Poor Sota cowered in a corner in the kitchen. Shaking and trembling like he wasd going through seizers.
Kagome heard her mothers car start and pull away from the driveway. She looked out the window and gave her daughter
one last pitied look. The emerald green miny van slowly inched it's way closer to the road.
"MOMMY!" She screamed, flinging herself to the windows.
It was then that Kagome noticed the tears in her mothers eyes and the red stains that marked her pale face.
She drove off.
Kagome could of stayed out there all night. But something brought her back. A loud ear shattering noice echoed in the house. The sound
caused Kagome to jump and race into the house.
Tears bunched up in her eyes, as she caught sight of her father.
His arms were limp, a tiny metal object in his hand. Blood spilled onto the floor like no tomarrow, causing Kagome to scream
and race to her frightened little brothers side.
Her father had killed himself, with a gun that he kept hidden under the couch.
&&&&&&&&&&&&
Kagome shot up in her bed.
She was sweating and panting and having trouble catching her breath. Looking around her, she servayed her room. Piles of
cloths, old magizines, make-up and on her night stand, and the only possession that ment anything to her, was a picture of
her family together.
The nightmares always plagued Kagome's sixteen year old mind. Making her hate her father and miss her mother and grandpa.
But in another sence. She loved her grandpa, but hated her mother for leaving her and Sota. How could she do that to her.
It was ten years ago, today.
Kagome growned and sat up on her bed. She rubbed her aching forehead. Her head pounded, as she walked ever so quietly to the kitchen.
She didn't want to desturb her foster parents from their drunken snooze.
She grabbed four Advil and turned on the sink. She filled her hands and splashed the cool water onto her warm face. She then
filled a glass of water and took her medicine.
Her so called mother groaned from the couch, getting Kagome's attention.
The house was small and baraly held her family. Her foster mother and father had the biggest room. There daughter Kari
had the next biggest room, leaving Sota with the smallest and Kagome with the next smallest. She hated this arangement,
but didn't argue.
Kagome didn't really get along with Kagura, the mother. Their relationship was very fucked up. She blamed everything on Kagome and told
Sota he was worthless. Naraku, the father was the worse. He was ugly, greasy, and smelled like cat pee. He beat poor Sota
and tried to rape Kagome countless times.
A muffled snore came from the couch.
"Wake up Kagura!" Kagome yelled, walking past the couch and back to her room.
Sh rumaged trough her dresser. She finally deside on a pair of black pants that were covered with zippers and chains. These
were her favorite and she loved how the hugged her tight frame. She also grabbed a red shirt, that had a picture of all the
Linkin Park members and on the back it said "A Force to be Reccond With" in black.
She quickly got dressed and ran to the bathroom.
She spent two moments pulling her hair up in a lazy bun and brushed her perfect teeth. When she was done, she grabbed her
black and red bookbag and set it in front of the door.
Kagome sighed.
"I guess I'll go wake Sota and princess up." She growned.
The second she opened Sota's door, he raced past her. He smiled brightly at her and ran out the door.
`Well that was easy`
As for princess, she whinned tell Kagura told her she would bring her to school at lunch time. Kagome sighed and went back to her
room. She slid her walkman and her cds into her bookbag and left the shit hole she had to call home.
Kagome smiled, as she pulled out the keys to her 2005 Chevy Avalache (midnight blue) and reved it up. Sota smiled up at
her from the passanger seat, causing Kagome to get suspicious.
"What?" She asked the twelve year old boy.
Sota shook his head and looked out the window. He didn't usually say much.