InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Scars That Won't Fade ❯ Get Out ( Chapter 11 )

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Scars That Won't Fade

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Chapter 11: Get Out

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Kagome walked down the street, in the heart of the city. She ventured, her eyes wandering around for a sign of her destination. She found herself asking many people for directions, receiving some strange looks, but she chose to ignore them. Rounding a corner, she finally found her destination. Smiling in relief, she walked up the steps, and into the building. But she didn't notice the navy car following her, then speeding away afterwards.

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Officer Brady sat at the front desk. He rested his hands on his head, as he sighed wearily. It had been a slow week, and he was getting pretty bored. His partner, Josh, walked into the room, carrying two cups of coffee. He set one down on the front desk, as he paused in his step.

"Thought you might need one. Extra strong," he added with a small smile.

"Thanks," Brady murmured. Taking a sip of the hot liquid, he set it back down.

He felt his eyes drift close, when the door across the way opened with a creak. Sitting up immediately, he found himself looking upon a young girl, probably of her mid to late teens, with long black hair. She wore sunglasses, and a track suit. He straightened, as she walked towards him.

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Kagome entered the police station, feeling slightly nervous. Never had she hoped that she would have to visit this place. But she had no choice anymore. Looking around, she saw a man sitting up at a desk across the room. She bowed her head slightly, as she closed the door behind her, and walked towards the desk. She stopped infront of it, and looked at the man expentantly, as he placed a friendly smile on his face.

"Hi," she started casually.

"Hello, I'm officer Brady, but you can just call me Tom," he replied, with a small smile. She nodded, smiling back, feeling more comfortable from his kindness. He motioned to the chair behind her, and she sat down, making herself comfortable. She removed her sunglasses as she calmed her heart.

"So," he said, "What can I help you with?"

Kagome swallowed, as she recited the lines she had perfected. "I have a friend...whose father abuses her. He hits her, multiple times."

Officer Brady frowned as she continued.

"She feels that it's time for her to speak up, but she's afraid to get help. So she told me, asking me to find out what she could do."

He frowned, leaning back in his chair slightly. "Well...she can always come to us, and we could place a restraining order."

Kagome frowned, as she questioned, "What's that, a piece of paper? And what exactly does it mean, if you don't mind me asking that is," she added, hoping not to sound rude.

"No, not at all," he replied, before continuing, "Basically it's a legal document that restricts him from coming within a certain proximity of your friend."

"But...what does she do if or when he comes around?"

"Then she can call us," he stated.

She frowned, thinking it over. That wouldn't help, by the time they reached her, if he did come within the boundaries, she could very well be dead.

"Well, w-what other options are there? Can she take him to court, or have him put away?"

"Definately," he nodded solemnly, "If your friend can prove that he's a threat to her health."

"W-what about the family, does that help her family as well? Can that keep him away from them too?"

Officer Brady frowned once more, pinching the bridge of his nose, as he squeezed his eyes shut. "Yes and no. If your friend can prove that he's a potential danger to the rest of her family as well, he can definately be put in jail for a good few years."

Kagome nodded understandingly. "But when he gets out of jail," she added, "He's free to come back again..?"

Officer Brady nodded. He didn't like the laws, but he had to abide by them. He definately thought that some of them needed drastic overhauls.

"Unfortunately, yes. After his time is served, he's free to return to his home and family. If, though, he is caught with misonduct, he can be put away again for a longer time."

Kagome nodded, processing the words. "Is there anything that can keep him away for a life sentence, or..?" she trailed off, gesturing with her hand to emphasize her statement.

"If the father is caught with intention to kill, he can be placed in jail with the life sentence, yes," he nodded in accord.

"B-But see this is where I get confused," she said, a bit shakily, "It has to be seen that he has the intention of killing her, correct?"

He nodded in agreement.

"But, if he hurts her severely, without any witnesses, and she speaks up and puts him away, he becomes even more angry, and she has to deal with him when he returns home?"

"Unfortunately, yes, that is how it would basically follow through."

She nodded sadly. It seemed she might have to take matters in her own hands. She nodded bitterly, as she grabbed her sunglasses, and stood.

"Thank you for your time, Tom, I appreciate it," she said, before turning to walk out the door.

"Wait!" he called after her, and she stopped in her tracks, turning around to him. She saw him scribble something on a small piece of paper. He handed it to her, and she found a number on the back. Turning it over, she found it to be the police station card.

"That's my personal number. If your friend has any problems, she can phone it and my team will be dispatched, along with me, to her location a.s.a.p." he stated. She nodded, and smiled a bit.

"Thank you."

She turned, and walked to the door. As she opened it, she heard his voice once more.

"Oh, and, miss?"

She turned and faced him.

"Good luck."

She smiled, as she walked out the door.

Officer Brady sat in the chair at his desk. Taking a sip of his coffee, he sighed. He hoped that she would be alright. She was a nice young woman, in an unfortunate situation. He leaned back in his chair. He would help her if he could.

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Kagome strode down the street, her hands in her pocket. She fingered the card in her right pocket, twirling it in her fingers, as she became lost in thought. In her other hand, she found a large rectangular piece of plastic. Frowning slightly, she pulled it out to reveal a credit card. She stopped walking and looked at it in wonder, before she remembered.

In the midst of the packing, she had found her mother's credit card on the floor of her room. She had picked it up, keeping it for drastic measures.

`Well,' she thought, `This isdrastic times...'

She changed her route, heading for the mall.

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She walked inside the large building, suddenly feeling self-conscious in her drab clothes. Shrugging it off, she head for the nearest phone store. Entering one, she had a quick talk with one of the sales people, asking about a temporary, low-cost plan.

A half hour later, she walked out with a new flip-phone, and a one month trial plan. She wouldn't need it for long. And besides, it wasn't like there was reception in the Feudal Era...if she ever got back.

She sighed and flipped open the top. Scrolling through to the phone book, she entered Officer Brady, or "Tom"'s, number and set it on speed-dial. Closing it, she walked out of the mall. Once outside, she crossed the street to a local park. Following the path, she drifted aimlessly, aware of her limited time. Turning her head to the sky, she stared at the white clouds, as they drifted around the world time and time again.

`I wonder what InuYasha's doing right now...'

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She returned home just over two hours later. Sighing, she walked opened the front door, and walked inside. Today had been...something else. She needed time to rest and think.

She walked into the living room, unaware of the other person in the room, until his voice broke through the silence.

"Kagome..."

She froze, looking around for the source. Her father emerged from the corner he was standing in, and she swallowed. The sun glasses that were previously in her hand fell to the floor beside her. His face had such an evil expression, full of hatred and disgust, that she shivered involuntarily.

"What were you doing at the police station?!" he hissed.

She backed away a step. When he whispered, she knew something was deadly wrong. When he yelled, she was actually more relieved. The quieter he was, the more she was going to hurt in the end. Backing away another step, she answered quietly.

"I was dropping off something from school," she replied shakily, but he didn't buy it. His eyes narrowed as he spoke.

"You were trying to get help. Do you remember what happened the last time? Do you?! Alone...all alone...no one could help you."

She closed her eyes, as she shook her head. "Stop it!" she screamed, as she opened her eyes once more.

"No one can help you, Kagome! You deserve to be miserable, because if I have to be miserable, so do you!"

She turned and ran for the door, but he tackled her to the ground, his arms locked around her feet. She screamed, and began flailing her feet wildly. One connected with his jaw, and he cried out in pain, letting go long enough for her to scamber to her feet. Running towards the hallway, she ran towards the door, but she found his hand grabbing her wrist.

Turning her head in shock, she saw his face snarling at hers, a small trail of blood from his lip. He threw her onto the living room floor, and she cried in pain. He stood over her, and raised his leg to kick her, but after eight-plus years of torture, she knew what was coming.

She blocked his foot with her arms, as she bent to accustom the new position. She let out a grunt, as his foot hit. He was momentarily shocked, and she took the time to sweep her foot under him, as he lost his footing and fell to the ground, hitting his head, hard. His eyes closed, and she lay still for a moment, before rushing to her feet and out the front door.

She closed it behind her, running to anywhere but where he was. She ran to the end of the driveway, and turned left. Running along the sidewalk, she was at the far end of the street from the corner near her house. The roar of an engine behind her turned her head around sharply. A navy car was racing around the corner, its tires screeching. Her eyes widened, as she recognized the driver.

Turning on her heel, she ran across the next intersection and continued. If she could reach the next intersection, she might have a chance for safety. The hand on the crosswalk sign was blinking to not go, but she ran across anyway. She barely made it across before the light changed, as cars started their left turns on the advanced green.

She was halfway to the next intersection, when the sounds of horns and tires skidding across pavement. She looked behind her, never stopping running, as she saw her father's car careen through the intersection, narrowly missing oncoming traffic.

She focused her eyes back on the intersection. She was almost there, almost there. Her breathing came in ragged breaths, as she forced her body onward. Her lungs burned, as the coppery taste of blood filled her mouth and throat. She pumped her arms forward, as she ran in the middle of the intersection, cars honking. Dodging them, she crossed to the other side, turning back to see her father's car coming straight for her.

Eyes widening, she turned to the fence infront of her. Beyond it was the park, enclosed by foliage, she could maybe escape. Scaling the fence, she jumped over and landed on the ground with a small sound of exhaustion. From the other side, she watched as her father slammed on the brakes. He glared at her through the windshield, before turning left and racing down the street.

She ran into the middle of the park, her mind racing. She couldn't keep it up forever. When she was tired, and he found her...she shuddered at the possibilities. He wouldn't find her, she resolved. The only problem was she had nowhere to go, nowhere to hide. Then, it hit her. The one place she had always called home, where she could always feel safe.

Beginning to run in the same direction her father's car had gone, she entered the trees on the other side. Peeking through, she carefully look around. At the end of the opposite street, he spotted his navy Saturn, rounding the corner to the right. He was obviously planning on circling the park until she came out. As soon as his car disappeared from sight, she scaled the fence, and jumped over. Not waiting a second, she ran across the road, and down the road, every so often, ducking inbetween buildings when he came around, so he didn't spot her.

When she reached the end of the street, she turned right, and headed towards her school. From there, she could get her bearings.

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She stopped running, checking behind her shoulder to make sure he wasn't following her. But then again, she hadn't seen him since the park, but just to be safe. Bending over, she breathed heavily, as she swallowed, her throat dry. Her muscles ached, her lungs burned, and she felt like she was going to vomit.

She looked up the numerous steps that made up the front gate of the shrine she had lived in not too long ago. Deciding it wasn't best for her to remain on the main street, she began a light jog up the steps. Reaching the top, she rounded the corner, and ran past Goshinboku, not wasting a second.

She flung open the wellhouse door, as her eyes opened wide. When they had wanted to seal it, they had gone all out. Several ofudas were placed ontop of the well, which now had several boards across the opening. She closed the door behind her, and braced it shut with a spare piece of wood. She sighed in frustration. She would have to remove these herself.

She walked up to one, and touched it. But an electrical surge flowed through her finger at its touch, as she was sent flying backwards into the steps. She groaned in pain, rubbing her head absently. Alright, so this may require more energy than she had wanted.

She closed her eyes in concentration as she summoned her miko powers. They had steadily been growing over time, and as she opened her eyes to view the bright pink surrounding her hands, even she was surprised at how strong they had become.

She summoned her courage, and approached one of the many ofudas. Touching it, she found that she wasn't thrown back, but the pain still remained. Biting her lip, she peeled it off, and threw it to the floor, panting heavily. She started peeling off another, and then one more, until she found the pain and exhaustion too much to bear.

Tears began to form in her eyes, as she became frustrated, quickly losing hope. She would re-open the well, she would see InuYasha again. She would survive this, and everything would get better! She summoned the last of her strength, as she placed her hands on the well, the power from all the ofudas shooting at her. Hot tears streamed down her face, as she sobbed silently from both the pain and despair.

A bright pink light surrounded her body, unknown to her eyes, as she screamed to the well and whoever else was listening.

"I will open you! You will open, and let me through to the past! I WILL SEE INUYASHA AGAIN!!"

A single tear raced down her face, and to the bottom of her chin, where it fell, landing on a single ofuda. As her eyes remained shut, she failed to notice it glow a faint blue, before instantly combusting, burning off the wood, and falling in ashes to the ground. Soon after, another followed, and another, as Kagome's energy surged. She opened her eyes in wonder, as the last remaing one, on the replaced boards covering burst into flames, burning off the excess wood, so all that remained was her own beloved well.

Slumping against it, she used her arms as braces, as she held her head over the edge. She rested it wearily against the rim, as her eyes closed in fatigue. A single tear went unnoticed down her cheek. Slipping off the edge of her face, it fell into the well below. It hit the ground with a nearly inaudible splash, as it evaporated into the soil below.

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InuYasha sat in the Goshinboku once more, his eyes never leaving the well. His hear ached painfully for Kagome's presence. To see her face once more, bury his nose in her hair and drink in her lovely scent, to hold her close and never let go again. He closed his eyes as her mind came to his face.

His nose twitched absently, and he pushed it aside, until his eyes snapped open. The smell of salt water came to his nose, and he sniffed again, but it was gone. There was no lake or course of water anywhere nearby, and even if there was he would've smelled it sooner. So...

His eyes drifted back to the well. Was it possible?

Jumping down, he ran to its side, as he leaned over the edge into the familiar darkness below. He saw nothing, his eyes reavling nothing new, but his stomach filled with nervousness. Gathering his courage, he jumped in once more, preparing himself for the blow of the magic...but none came. His eyes opened wide, as blue light surrounded him. His heart stopped beating, as his feet landed on solid ground.

A familiar scent came to his nose, as his heart began racing once more. He looked up, to see a familiar lock of ebony hair dangle over the edge of the well.

"Kagome?.." he whispered, before speaking more loudly, "Kagome?!"

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Kagome lay on the edge of the well, when she heard her name being called. Her eyes shot open, automatically to the door, but when she saw no-one was there, she froze. Her head lifted slowly, as she leaned over the edge of the well to find InuYasha standing at the bottom.

Her eyes widened, as they filled with tears. Her mouth opened, but words wouldn't come out. They both remained motionless, both too afraid that if they moved, they would wake up and it would be only a dream.

"InuYasha..?" she whispered. That was enough for him, for he leapt out of the well, and landed by her side. She immediately summoned what strength she had left, and jumped into his arms. Tears stung her eyes and nose, as she was encompassed by his strong arms. His hand stroked her hair, as she locked her arms around his waist tightly.

"InuYasha, I was so afraid I would never see you again! I didn't leave my room, I didn't do anything, I just sat there thinking about you, and-"

She was cut off, as his head raised, his lips claiming hers in a desperate kiss. She welcomed the touch, as she responded. He broke the kiss as they caught their breath, before claiming her lips once more. She licked his lips passionately, as they joined, everything else forgotten.

Breaking the kiss once more, he leaned back, as she gasped for breath, her face flushed.

"Nothing else matters, Kagome, now that you're in my arms and we're together," he whispered, for her ears only.

She beamed, as he pulled her closer to him. The both missed the presence at the door, until a loud click echoed through the small building.

"Aw, such a touching moment," an icy voice rang through the hut. Both their eyes shot towards the door, where Kagome's father stood, gun in hand. "But don't worry," he continued, as he raised it, aimed at them, "You'll have all eternity when I send you both to hell."

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Teehee! Cliffie!! XD

I have a bad habit of doing that lately, ne? =P

But don't kill me! sobs

Anywho, please R&R, let me know what you think XD

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Moshi**