Witch Hunter Robin Fan Fiction ❯ Life Awakenings ❯ Self-Realization ( Chapter 5 )

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

Night had fallen, the evening clouds were threatening to rain down on Tokyo in torrents. Rumblings in the sky just made that all the more possible. Claps of sporadic thunder rolled out of the clouds high above and shook the city with it’s power, the possibility of the rain was coming even closer of a reality.

In the emptiness of her apartment, Touko sat in almost total darkness. The lady was sitting sipping on a hot mug of tea as she sat in the kitchen. She seemed to have so much rattling around inside of her, that she did not notice the celestial drums that crashing blasts outside.

She was thinking on the past twenty four hours, and trying to pinpoint just what had happened in that time. She had a sickening feeling deep in her gut- what it was, was not the way she had first thought.

The lady had taken the day off of work, wanting to hunker down in her apartment and just hide. The look on the young girl’s face as she stood inside that doorway, looking at Amon and herself in bed together, was haunting her. She could see it all, vividly playing in her mind’s eye. She could not shake that image from her mind, as the pain and shock that was conveyed in that girl’s face was all too clear to see.

Smatterings of the events were there for Touko, pieces of the puzzle that were very unclear through the alcohol murk. She needed to piece them all together one by one. What had happen bothered her more than just cheating on Hiro- she dread that it was more horrible than that.

She had taken a break after literally hours of constantly pondering on it. The tea was hopefully going to relax her so her mind can dredge up everything that happened beyond the point of them having drinks at Harry’s.

Suddenly, she sat up straight in her chair. The memories that had been hiding inside of her now was finally flooding out. She gasped, as it was not what she had told herself had happened, but it all fit. She felt sick to her stomach, as it all was right there.

She remembered the two of them having drink after drink, each talking about their respective lovers in great length. She also began to remember how she was feeling so very inadequate as Amon spoke of the young tawny haired crafter with such an affinity.

Touko had never heard him talk about anyone like this ever, not even her. She could remember the words he said about his relationship between himself and Robin. They were as clear as if he was right there, saying them.
“ She is a gift to me, But am I deserving of someone that loves me for me?” He had slurred, yet his thoughts came through loud and clear. “ I find myself so grateful for Robin.”

He had never said that about her, was in her head. She felt angry, as she knew that when the man got drunk, he spoke his heart freer than what he would have. The pressure of her anger was right there in her memory, and she felt a rage like she never had before but kept it in herself for the time being.

She then remembers them leaving the bar at around midnight, and he drove her back home. She offers him to come up for a nightcap, and he accepts her offer and they head up to her apartment.

Her memory finally begins to clear as the vision of herself bringing out a bottle of very sought after Saki for them once up in the apartment. After an hour and a half later, Amon had become extremely drunk as she plied him with the whole bottle. By that time, even Touko was also quite stinking drunk herself.

She offers him Robin’s bed to sleep it off in, and he agrees, knowing that he was way too inebriated to drive to his home far across the city. She helps him to bed with a very great effort, as the man had defiantly drank well over two times what she had.

All he could do was mutter about Robin, and how he missed her as Touko bore him to the bedroom. She remembered getting very infuriated, as this all was not how he was with here. She then remembers that she waited for him to pass out, which did not take long with the huge amount of Whisky and Saki that he had dumped into his system. With precision, she had proceeded to undress the man right down to nothing, and splayed him on the bed

Touko then stripped herself totally, taking the time to strew both of their clothing all about Robin’s room and got on the bed with him. She knew from experience of going with the man for so long, that even though Amon was wasted beyond belief, his member would be unaffected to a great degree. She got on top of him with the intention of making him rue the day he had broke it off with her, and for not talking about her the way he did when speaking about Robin.

After manipulating his penis to a throbbing tower of fleshy steel, she jammed his large cock right into herself, feeling awash with a sense of victory as she felt it fill up her lovehole. Over the next while, she fucked him hard and long. Each stroke of her hips up and down, was deliberate and calculating.

She then had a orgasm that was large and strangely freeing in her state, as she thought about how when he woke up and figured out they had sex, he would feel bad about dumping her. She found herself elated and pleased with herself.
“ This will fuckin’ fix him.” She remembered saying to the fully unconscious man under her, and actually feeling the smile of despisement flow over her face.

Then things got very foggy at that time in the memory. She knew that she probably had passed out at that point, and fell off of him to lay right beside the still unknowing man. She did not have anymore memory of the night, until she had been shaken awake by Amon

The whole thing was clear to her little voice of right and wrong, that she had been still subconsciously angry over everything. In her drunken state- she had planned, executed and exacted revenge on Amon to a degree that she never knew she had in her. It was her need for revenge that had hurt Robin, and made her do what she thought she could never do in her wildest dreams.

She had raped a man She had raped Amon for her own selfish need of retribution and selfishness. There was no way that she could sugarcoat it in any other way.

Head in her hands, Touko wept. The realization of what she had done all this made her feel like she never even knew herself. Her anger towards herself rose, as she realized that she had done this with all the coldness and callousness of someone that was not her. But the fact of it all, it was her.
“ Fuck!! What have I done?” She shouted to the emptiness, throwing the mug across the room with all of her might.

The white ceramic mug struck the wall beside the refrigerator with a loud smashing sound. Pieces of the mug and the tea that was inside, went everywhere, and a large gaping hole was left in the drywall. Her life, and the lives of the other two were mirrored in the breaking of the mug. Shattered wholly.

The woman just stood up and went over to the window. She looked out at the lights of the city glowing brightly through the darkness of the night and the haziness of the rain that still fell. She knew that somewhere out there, two people were hurting, and that they did not even know that she was to blame.

She did not even know what to do, or if she could do anything to rectify all of it. She just sighed as she stood there looking out of the window as she pondered that fact, yet not wanting to admit that she was capable of this wicked thing. She had to... she had done that, and had hurt two people that she still cared about, and for what?