InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Lucky One ❯ Coward ( Chapter 1 )

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Inu Yasha or any of the other characters. Only Onekan.

 

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“I'm sorry, I can't do this. I have to leave.” That's all he said as he picked up his bag and left. She knew why he left; she was pregnant.

 

“What am I suppose to do? Our child will need a father. Don't run out on us!” She grabbed his arm; he only shook her loose.

 

“I'm sorry.” He slammed the door and headed to his car parked on the curb. She reopened the door and stood on the front porch, confidence radiating from her. `Coward', was the last thing Miroku heard as he shut the door of his '06 jet-black, Monte Carlo. Onekan refused to let the tears fall. She could handle it.

 

“Asshole.” She went back in the house and gathered everything worth something that he left behind. It wasn't much but she'd make due. Bills were due in a week and she had to come up with the money to pay them. Kinda hard when you don't work and you're 3 weeks pregnant. He told her to quite her job when she found out and told him. He said he'd take care of everything.

 

`Don't worry, honey, I'll take care of everything. All you need to worry about it is you and the baby. You should get some rest and I'll call the doctor's office for you.' She hugged him.

 

`Thank you Miroku. The numbers are on the `contact' list in the cabinet.” He kissed her on the lips and then the forehead.

 

`I love you and our little one.” He stood and went to the kitchen.

 

`I love you more!' Onekan said as he turned and closed the bedroom door.

 

What is the saying, `what they don't know won't hurt them? Trying telling a pregnant 23 year old that her boyfriend was not in the kitchen calling a doctor but his girlfriend on the side.

 

He was, to say the least, well off. She didn't have much to begin with but gave it all up when he asked her to move with him for a business deal. He never made mention that it was over 1,100 miles from where she called home.

 

“I don't remember the meaning of `I'll take care of everything' being I'm running out on you!” Onekan fumed as she tore through the house. She piled everything she could find of value into her truck. Boxes of leather dress shoes, watches, jewelry he bought for her when they started dating; hell she even took the Egyptian cotton sheets they hadn't used yet back to the store they bought it from.

 

“He said these sheets were for our wedding day, lying no good, deceitful prick.” She was so caught up in anger and although she figured it would do no good, she still tried to hurt him through selling all this stuff. She picked up the phone and dialed the number of her best friend.

 

“C'mon Sango, answer” Onekan tapped her foot on the concrete while she stood next to the pillar on the front steps, grumbling obscenities as she waited for her best friend of 2 years to pick up the phone.

 

“Hello?” A voice on the other end answered.

 

With her best friend's voice, came the tears.

 

“Impregnantandheleftmealonehejustwalkedoutonussango.” She blurted out, her face streaked with hot tears already.

 

“Calm down, Oniie, what happened?”

 

“A week after I found out I'm pregnant and he walks out on me. He wouldn't let me lift a finger, said he'd take care of everything and even said to quit my job and get things ready for the baby. And then this morning, he packed his necessities and left me. He left Sango. He ran like the coward he is.” She crumpled to the ground like a bag of discarded laundry.

 

“I'll be there in a second.” Onekan heard the click of the receiver and pressed the off button. She hung her head on her knees and draped her arms out in front of her. The cordless phone slipped from her hand striking her in the foot.

 

“Ow, piece of shit.” She got up and went back into the house. It didn't matter that it was Wednesday and already 9 o'clock in the morning, she had a garage sale to set up.

 

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Sango arrived at a mad house. Occasionally she would see the blur of green amidst the sea of people and just as fast, she was gone.

 

“Onekan? Oh sorry, excuse me, pardon me. Hey don't touch that, it's not for-sale!” Sango grabbed a pair of Onekan's Caprice khaki pants.

 

“Sango, there you are. Took you long enough to get here.” Onekan placed a sticker on the love seat that, more than once, shared her and Miroku's love, so she had to get rid of it.

 

“What do you mean, Onekan, I only live 20 minutes away. What the hell's going on and why are you selling all your clothes?” She watched as Onekan wrote down a figure on the sticker and went to the next piece of furniture.

 

“What use do I have for them now? I am only going to get bigger and those pants don't fit me. If you see something you like, just take it. I haven't even gotten to the spare room closet yet.” She kept bustling around as if nothing was amiss.

 

“You seem chipper, seeing as just 30 minutes ago, you were balling on the phone.” Sango sniped.

 

“Yes! You are correct, but that was before I had, `AN EPIHANY'!” Onekan said gleaming.

 

“You had an epiphany? Oh mighty one, what is your phenomenal manifestation?” Sango chided.

 

Onekan paused a moment and slowly turned her head towards Sango and opened her mouth.

 

“You mean, you don't know?” She said grabbing Sango's arm as if it were a life or death knowledge that she missed on 20/20. “I thought I was the only one who didn't know.” She smirked. “Men are pigs!” She said in a singsong voice as if it would solve the world's hunger problems.

 

“Hun, I think you've lost it.” Sango put her hand on Onekan's head. “Devils come out!” she mimicked the preacher she had seen on TV, as a kid, exorcising demons from the congregation. They both laughed.

 

“Back to work” Onekan motioned and they headed towards the garage.

 

Sango looked around to see half of Onekan's living room and dining room on the front lawn. “You didn't move all this yourself did you?” She crossed her arms.

 

“No, of course not. I had help.” She slapped the sticker on a chair.

 

“Ok, why are you selling the furniture too?”

 

“Umm, don't know, maybe `cuz I wanted to give them something to do?” Onekan pointed to two of the most handsome men Sango had ever seen. She waved to them. They put down the queen-sized mattress from her spare bedroom and smiled.

 

“Where the hell did you find them?” Sango's mouth was drooling.

 

“Actually, live 2 doors down from here. The one on the left is Jason and the other is Jake. Jason saw me setting up the table and offered to help me get things moved right away. Jake came to help too. Aren't they handsome?” Onekan wrote down another figure on the sticker. They had their hair slicked back and they wore a baseball cap to block out the sun. Their sleeveless shirts brought out their `manly' sides, gracing the women within viewing range an adequate view of their well-defined arms and chest. They wore cut off jean-shorts and ankle high work boots. Their arms glistening in the sun from the sweat beading on them.

 

Onekan touched her hand to Sango's chin, “Close your mouth Sango, you'll catch flies.”

 

“Why didn't I know you had twins living next door to you? And such built bodies, too” Sango asked, pouting.

 

“Because I didn't know I had twins living next door to me.” Onekan smirked. “I was too busy with my head stuck up some jerk's ass to know what was going on around me. And that reminds me.” Onekan said whipping around to face her best friend.

 

Sango stiffened at the implication. “What does it remind you of?” She stammered trying to dislodge the lump that formed in her throat.

 

“He never made the doctor's appointment like he said he was going to. I have to schedule an exam.” Sango relaxed and exhaled.

 

A woman approached Sango and Onekan and asked how much a pair of men's leather shoes were.

 

“Oh, umm,” Onekan stumbled, she didn't really know what Miroku paid for them nor did she care when she thought about. “Fuck it, you can have them.” She offered.

 

The woman smiled, “Oh no, I can't take them, they're way too expensive, how about I give you $50 for them.” She pulled out the bill and held it to Onekan. She shook her head.

 

Sango snatched the bill up, thanked her and the woman left.

 

“What the hell Sango?” Onekan tried to take the money from Sango. She just held it out of reach.

 

“You need this money, moron. Besides, he doesn't need them if he left them, right? And if she's willing to dish out the dough, you fucking take it and run!” Sango said holding the bill between her long slender forefinger and middle finger, like a cigarette, with her elbow posing on her hip.

 

“Cocky bitch!” Onekan laughed.

 

“Damn right. Let's get this thing rolling.” Sango shoved the bill at Onekan and she pocketed it. They grabbed a metal box with markers and stickers inside.

 

“You take that side Sango, and I'll take this side. If it don't have a price, put one on!” She cocked her marker like it was a hunting rifle. She whipped out a stack of fluorescent yellow stickers. “Locked and loaded, move out!” She chirped. Both girls let out a roaring laugh and set out on their tasks.

 

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