Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ ~*~Jesus Walks~*~(Volume I of "Ephemeral Phenomenon"- Ryou) ❯ The first day ( Chapter 1 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

--------------!Songs!


Jesus Walks- Kanye West

It's Over Now- NEVE

Almost doesn't Count- Brandy

Learning To Breath- Switchfoot

Only Hope- Mandy Moore/Switchfoot

Meant to live-Switchfoot

Only One- Yellowcard (this song iz HOT)

Some Where Only We Know- Keane (This is MY FAVORITE SONG!!)

Boulevard of broken Dreams- Green Day


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Ryou is basically a normal kid to many people that known him. But behind closed doors, Ryou suffers from Melancholia, which is extreme depression which is caused by tearful sadness and irrational sadness. And most of it is caused by his mother's death, and just loneliness and being misunderstood. Ryou, though hasn't shared his symptom with some of his friends yet, thinking they would outcast him once he tells them. Then, it is taken to far and Ryou decides to commit suicide. But when he thinks his life is over...Something happens to him... And it changes him many ways. But with this change of mind and heart, many other serious stuff happens to not just him, but the ones he holds dear... Has God given him a second chance to change lives, or to get a meaning of life?

warring- religion issues (Jewish, Catholicism, Christianity all that)-Ryou in some parts in this fic will act sometimes out of character.. Forgive me but he's the one I wanted to be the main character in this fic-Mild violence/cursing... Sexual humor and other nottie stuff will b in it. And also rape. (in the middle of the fic mostly well be dealing with these issues)

~*Ephemeral Phenomenon*~ Volume-I


~*Ephemeral Phenomenon*~ is a series of stories I am doing about ALL of the YGO characters that I put in my stories. All the stories are all happened about the same time that all my other stories are happening. I decided to start with Ryou just because this lil fic has been running through my mind over again. And also in everyone of my Ephemeral Phenomenon's.. You will get a slice of other stories from my volumes if you get what I mean...


PLEASE READ B4 READING MY FIC-Well in the beginning of this fic, just to point out, it might not seem it's dealing with this issue, but I'm just introducing what's going on and all that..I am personally a religionist so if you’re not into all that, then this is not the fic for you, but you can get a lesson outta it, because this is actually a story dealing with some events in my life, and other I know and love that I wanted to put in this fic. But I personally thought that since that many people are so confused about religion that I should write on the subject. Well, I just hope you like this fic . . . Well, one other thing I want you to know that this does deal with issues many people don't like talking about without getting into some kind of disagreement. But then, not all of us are like that. Just don't get mad at me if you don't like what you hear . . . And if you know you will get ticked off talking about this, then, don't waste your time reading this and move along. But, it's free for everyone to read... Enjoy

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Here we go
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My beliefs are mine and mine alone

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Deal with it
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Go on

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Sniff...

Sniff..



Beautiful aroma of passionate roses fulled my lungs as I was about to awaken from my slumber. I turned my body towards the tantalizing sent, it started to faint or die out... And the picture I had mentally painted in my mind of the pink and red moist, fluffy, and damp roses faintly touching my nose and lips as it tickled my face, making me warm. 'No, wait,' I thought I had breathed in the air. Is this real? Or am I dreaming this to myself. All of a sudden as I said that, a cold deep breath of air had fulled my lungs.

I had awoken to a shock of coldness in my lungs.

I had sat up and turned my head all over the place to see if there where any roses fluttering around my room. Nope, it was all a dream, one of the most peacefulness dreams I had ever had since my mother had walked his earth with me... I tried not to think of it and shook it out of my mind, as fast and as hard as I could. I then sprung up, stretching and yawning my body out off sleepiness.

Good Morning, my name is Ryou Christen Bakura, and I just don't know where to begin with my life. Well, I have the millennium ring, that had a evil spirt or a yami. But his real name is Bakura, and personally, we don't get along, and as soon as he got his own body, it's been more crazed up in our home. He get's drunk, get's the police coming over our home and invading everything in our home. Not to speck of his sour conduct that he groans around with, cursing and kicking everything that he is unpleasant with. But I just don't live with him, I live with my father Abel, and a number of his slutly girl-friends. Ever since my mother died, my father has been totally depressed and felt disowned. He then put all his time and work into being a architect and didn't get to see him for months and months since mother died, and I lived with my grandmama. Then before you know it, he moved me out of England where I lived all my life and moved me to Domino, Japan, where I had met up with them in the Duelist Kingdom tournament and spent a great deal of time getting to know all of them. Then the "Yami's" came up after a year and they all came out and then Bakura was introduced to the gang.

Looking, and pausing at the window, seeing that it had rained last night, I gazed out to my door as my feet gently slipped onto the blue carpeted floor. I slightly smiled, thinking it was Friday and that I should be enjoyable, enlightened. But it didn't seem like it was going to happen. Sighing, I tipped towed down stairs and made my way towards the breakfast table where my father was at, frying up some eggs and some pancakes.

"Why good morning love." My father said I took a seat.

"Good morning father, up early." I said, looking into his dark gray bluish eyes.

He gazed right at me, giving me a look of sorrow. He blew a breath out, shaking his head slightly. "Did I ever tell you how much you just look like your mother?"

I pushed back on the table, kicking my feet up slightly and stomping it down. I moaned. "Father you told me a million times! And I do not look like a woman!"

He shook his head at me.

"You kids today... Anyway, can you get your lazy Yami up already, you have school in about 20 minutes and I'm not making a late excuse for you two AGAIN." My father said, turning his face towards mine as he gave me my breakfast as I thanked him, went to the stair way and yelled out. "Bakura breakfast." Paused and waited another minute and walked up the stairs towards his room.

As I did, I taped on his bed room door and knocked very lightly on this door, just in case he was sleeping, or he was getting over his hangover the other night. I rolled my eyes, giving a huge heavy sigh and waited a while . . . The boy didn't answer, so a knocked another time, still no answer.

As I waited a while, I then saw the lady that was sleeping with my father for the night all packed up and closing my father's door behind her. She was wearing a really reveling outfit, tight red halter top that was too small for her double D breast that stuck out, her tit's where hard and sticking out. She also had on a very low raised tight jeans. Her pants where unzipped and her belt hanging everywhere. Her blond solder long curly hair was everywhere, her green eyes, blood shoot red from having too many drinks with my father and looked like she got a lot of dough from my father's wallet. I just turned away and didn't pay any mind to the prostitute. But, sadly, with the corner of my eye, I could see her giving me seductive eyes. She then walked up to me, in her yellow heals and started to touch my shirt, leaning in and taking her nasty tongue that had probably been on my father's, you know where, and started licking my ear. She then slapped my butt and walked down the stairs, I quivered. That's been several times that my father's hoes have done that to me. I had to wash my ear off after breakfast, again.

"Bakura." I said softly, "Bakura are you up? We have school Bakura."

I put my ear against his door, as soon as I did that, Bakura opened the door and showed me the anger and rage in his eyes. Well, his blood shot red eyes. I rolled my eyes again and gave him a pitiful look. "Got drunk again the other night, huh?"

That made him even more anger, the rage and frustration in his eyes only got worst as his snow white hair completely covered his dark brown eyes. He was just out of it, I just can't believe he can throw himself on drugs. "LAY OFF!"
"Bakura! Ryou!" My father yelled from downstairs. "Knock it off up there!"

Bakura, in all his rage and mortal outrage of just everything, took his huge hand and shoved me out of his way. I then was knocked onto the wall and crashed into the picture on the wall that dropped as I collided into it. At first, I was speechless, then within a second or so, the pain that I got from the sore soon traveled to the tip top of my head to the very end of my spine. I then gave a hiss and looked at Bakura watch me get myself up, and try to put back the picture of my mother when she was alive. Bakura then snorted and went down the stairs.

I just didn't follow him or anything, just looked at the picture. My mother, died when I was 6 when a disease took her life and my life as well. I have never ever been happy for a long period of time since that day, I normally weep and dwell in my room, when my girl-friend called, I never was in a lot of excitement to talk to her, really though, I just listened to her problems and worries. Not really talking about mine. She asked me what's up, or what's wrong. But I never did tell her, I just say nothing, or I'm just tired like that. She knows that my mother died, she just thought I got over it and "moved on". Now, how could I get go and forget about my mother? I had know clue. And trust me, Jesus isn't on my side for anything.

Pressing my lips then quickly on the glass picture of my mom, I gave her a kiss. "I love you mum, good-morning."

I went downstairs to get my breakfast.


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I normally walked alone, I wasn't much of a "groupie" person walking to school. The sky and the clouds all looked soft enough to just touch for a minute. But I couldn't, they are too high up for me to reach, to high enough for my imagination to take me, I then looked down at the street again, and went on my way.

I was passing the corner and was now at the Domino Public Park. Stepping over a couple of sticks, it was drawn to my attention that to my left the huge maple tree that was on near the entrance of the park was struck my lighting. 'A poor tree', I thought as I walked on, but noticed that it shed some of the sap it had been hold for sum hundred years as it sat here. I then walked up to the black bar gates and stuck my hand at the wound, my hands feeling how soft it was, my figure, as I pulled it out, was now very sticky, and the sap now looked like blood. I gasped and wiped it on the bars, walking away from the tree and the park, making a right turn.

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I went to my locker and was now entering my class room.


As I turned towards the class, making my way to my seat, Yugi and the gang looked up at me. Not waving or saying a hello or anything, just a long nice hard stair into my eyes. I looked at all of them and waved to see if they would respond. They didn't, just gazed on me while I went to my group desk which I shared with my friends Joseph Wheeler, and Tristan Taylor and across from me was my girlfriend Abetha Pegasus. As always, Joey and Tristan where talking about the sluts and hookers in our school, and Abbey was over three rows above me talking to the girls Tea, Serenity, and Mai until the bell rung. I just sat tight and gazed off at the window to my right as I took in a big sigh.

"Ryou..." a voice said, I jumped to the sudden random voice and looked at the person.

It was Abbey.

With a slight turn of my left eye turn I looked at the clock then at her and said, "Abbey hey what's up, you know you still have to minutes to talk to your friends."

Abbey's mixture of dark and lights blue orbs with a dip of swirl of shimmering (literally) forest green color in it looked right into my eyes. I then slipped my hand into hers as she quivered a little, bitting her bottom lip. As if I have never touched her hand before she blushed and giggled underneath her breath. I then smiled, looked at her in awe. She then turned her head to the left of her, towards the wall. I then chucked to myself as I whispered into the air. "What's up..."

She then whispered back to me. "Nothing at all."

I smiled back. Leaning into the table and whispering in her ear some more. Giving her a devilish look I then sat back. She turned her head away, she said. "Ryou, you know that this week at my church is my mothers second baptizing before the baby is born . . . I would love it if you came."

Looking, first at the dark raven black table then up at her with her eyes peering straight at me, she willing in the plead in her eyes begged for me to come. I looked away at first, then I looked at her, I smiled and with no expression on my face but a look on unsuringness.

Her eyes opened wide, as if she wasn't expecting that answer from me. "Oh Ryou, please would you come to my mothers baptizing... It would mean the world to me... Please Ryou." She slipped both of her gentle hands into my one hand, still looking at me with plead.
It wasn't like I didn't want to go. It's just that, ever since my mother died, my father has taken little interest in religion. The only time that it was brought up in our house was when my grandmother visits us from England or my family members, or when Bakura is in one of his rants about Egypt and the laws of there and all that. Besides that, I know very little about it. Well, I do know some. Well, maybe more then anyone in my family. Ever since my father forced me into going into depression classes, they resorted many of the times to go and look at the Bible some times now and then. I never seemed to get anything out of it, and me committing suicide had engraved dramatically. But when I started hanging out with the gang a little more, not cutting and tearing myself with the knife, I seemed to not become so fully depressed and alone. Then when I heard that Abbey liked me, I had stopped fully in cutting myself and crying on my bed and started worrying about my looks and how I acted with all the other guys. More like to Bakura, in his words, I started to act more like him, which was somewhat true to be honest. But religion was something that I lacked in life, if your where talking in general. And the last, the very last thing I want too loose is her because of my doubts and lack of going or not going to church.

I swallowed and responding looking deep into her eyes. "S..s.ssure... I'lll g..goo"

With a lick on my lips from my tongue, I noticed that my mouth was dry and my voice was scratchy and very pitchy. She giggled as if she didn't notice and said. "Thank you Ryou, I feel better with you coming."

"N..Nooo probblem.." I stumbled on every word I had said, I felt my body roasting like a goose.

As I had said that, like it was a sene, the teacher walked right in to save me from speaking anymore stupid things. The class had started and I was already sweating and uncomfortable in my seat. Abbey started to stare at me with a warm smile on her face as I tried to not notice her. I opened my notebook and wrote down what the teacher wrote down in the board.


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It was lunch time, I had to go to my locker and get my social study's booklet for 7th period, which was after lunch. I was about to shut my locker when heard a voice I knew echoing from the other hall of lockers, I then shut the top of my locker and listened as the sound got louder and more stronger. My eyes widened as I heard them getting to my locker, my mind started rushing as I thought it was a bully. I had too many of them I couldn't count how much. And the reason was because I was the wimp, and Bakura was the strong and bold "brother" I normally would stand on the side lines not trying to get hurt. While Bakura was trying to find a way to get another hurt. Telling everyone if they had came too close to him, he would knock them out. Which he did, but as soon as he hurls the fifth person into the wall, he's sent to the principles office, and I'm left there as "fresh meat" and that's the time I get knocked out. The next day Bakura would knock the person out, then start bragging about he can knock anyone out, then beats up a couple of people and go to the office. And it would go on again, again, and again. It was like a movie with no ending in it, and every sequel would get worst and worst until it would completely die at a point of time. And this was just was one of those moments.

I suddenly got a view of the male voices.

Clinging onto my books at first, then dropping them. I noticed it was just Alister and Valon just joking around at the locker room. I sighed in relief, holding my hand to my chest in a dramatic way that it looked as though I was having a heart attack. Valon at first, looked at me with a very odd look in his face as if he didn't know who I was. I looked at him in the same matter. Then Alister started laughing out of randomness until Valon placed his index finger on his lips. Valon then changed his body motion and said to me in a deep voice as if he was Darts himself. "Why are you trembling little one?"

"I'm... I'm... I'm not trembling." I mange to say, my forehead starting to sweat and drip preparation.

Valon eyed me as if I was a joke. Then he took in a wisp of air and said. "Sure you’re not, so how's your sad classes going?"

I glared at him as if his death was now. Valon, noticing my eyes shot up and took a step back. "Valon, I told you not to announce that!"

"And besides . . . " Alister said, doing a awkward pose. "It's not sad classes Valon, it's lil' depression classies..."

I darted at him, giving them both a death glare as I crossed eyes with them both. "Shut it !"

Alister eyes popped out as he backed away as well, Valon on the other hand went up towards me and said. "So, did you tell the rest yet?"

I looked down from the spot I was standing in. I haven't spilled out to everyone yet that I had Melancholia, which is a extreme depression. And I take counciling for it, the doctors says that it's normal... But how is it normal if I am the only one I know going through this? Many of times I had wondered that, but it seemed as I did that, it would get worse and worse. My councilor Mr. Londun always told me to when I feel like I'm going to get in a very sad state is to think "positive" and look around at what I have. He also says referred me to the Bible and said verses that many said and all that. I seemed not to get it at first, but he lead me through some of it, until he had noticed that this wasn't professional and asked me about my life once again. They also had given me pills or "drugs" to take 4 times a day. One when I wake up, when I am done eating breakfast, one after dinner, and one before I go to bed. They where these ugly looking pink and white pills with writing on it painted green that said X102 on each of them. I sometimes when I'm bored and looking for some entertainment I scatter all of them across my desk at home and line them all up in a row, then from there I put them all away in a single order. When I first get them, there are 45 and a half pills in the small bottle. It was a way of entertainment for times when I felt lonely.


I looked at Valon, he had a wide smile on his face. I swallowed as he gave me the looks and turned to Alister and laughed. "So you didn't tell Abbey huh."

I blushed all of a sudden. I could tell from the heat the burnt on my checks that made me feel so not calm about myself. I then looked down and gave him the response that he wanted. "No.. No I didn't just yet."

"Why?!" Alister stepped onto the plate. "You chicken?"

I defiantly didn't liked being called one at all. It hurts a lot when people go up to me and say all this stuff about me being weak, stupid, small, and a girl... Which I am not at all, I'm just as my father says just a little sensitive. But then again, I'm just utterly just misunderstood, and again I'm picked on. It hurts so much, like an unbelievable hard pain in your chest that want's to make you cry when it comes up. The feeling starts deep down in your heart, like a wet cold blanket on your head, and the deep cold feeling spreads out all around your body until you get that stinging tease in you


"No, he's not a chicken. He's a wimp!" Valon smirked, pointing at me and chuckling with Alister.

"I'm not . . . I'm seriously not . . . " I softly said, backing into the wall again and held my hands towards my chest, I wanted to cry just now as welds of emotional tears where creping up from my eye lids.

"You’re a girl, girrrllyy girrll... Girrrllyyy girrrlll!!!!" Valon and Alister kept on saying, pointing and dotting the figure at me as I tried to hold back my fears and tears. I dared myself to cry, just dared myself to cry once. My left hand shook a bit as I felt my feet go numb. I wanted to just run away into a bathroom stall and cry my heart out. I bit my lip hard and raw as they made fun of me some more as I tried to block out there taunts.

Alister pushed it to far...

Walking himself over to me, he grasped my arms and sung me around and threw me to the ground with a hard "bang". Tears then streamed down my eyes as I couldn't bare it at all, I just couldn't control it. No words came out of my mouth... I was speechless just all I saw was tears going down and down tripping on my hands. It was so embarrassing and horrid. Alister then picked me up again while I was crying and shoved my into Valon.

"I don't want a cry baby!" Valon pointed out, shoving me into Alister arms as if I was a rag-doll.
"Nor do I!" Alister responded back as he then twisted me around towards the lockers and took one big punch into the middle of my chest. As I felt this fist go into my rib cage I lost my voice and gasped in all the air I could. When he took it away, I couldn't get my air out at all, I was in shock. My tears streamed down my checks then suddenly stopped as I tried with all my might to exhale the amount of air I had in my lungs. It wouldn't come out and now I was laying there trying and trying to breath. But the more and more I did, the more and more air I had in me which made it harder for me to exhale. Until Valon rolled me over and kicked me in the back real hard with his steal tip shoes.

"Breath dammit, BREATH!" He said as a joke as he kicked me some more.

All the carbon dioxide came out of my lungs as my body shivered in fear while they kicked and punched me some more times, until they heard foot steps. Got there bags, and spitted on me as they left me as if I was road kill. Down pour of tears went down my eyes by the millions. I didn't even want to think about anything else but me dying right now. I had personally thought of it millions of times. Me dying in some kind of phase like this. I didn't really have no will to live. Besides my girlfriend, my father, and my yami. But I bet you they all care less and less about me every day of there lives. And dying now would save me seeing them leave me like my mother did. I think that God doesn't want me to be happy, unless I work my soul off to really get it. Night-terrors, depression, no real relationship with my girlfriend, a mess up dad. And many other things flawed my happiness. Dying just now would solve everything.

I closed my eyes tight as I felt all the pain travel all over my body as I felt my back swelling as I went completly numb. Closing my eyes, I believed I was fainting..

White filled my eyes as I closed them.

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The hospital was the most calmest thing that I had ever been to besides my basement. I relaxed as much as I could until my father and Mr. Londun had entered the room, then I knew that I wasn't in good company. I closed my eyes and then opened them again, just to see if I was imaging them at all, but no, I sadly wasn't. They where here in the flesh, walking ever so slowly to prolong me from screaming my head off. I moaned as they came closer and closer into my room. I then laid back as the door swung opened and popped out my councilor and my father.

"Oh Ryou... What has happened to you." Mr. Londun said, pushing the white bangs off of my forehead, but they went in the same place.

I thought at first I couldn't talk, truth, I was just afraid that I wouldn't be able to and everyone would freak out. First I sighed and then said. "I got into a fight."

Fathers eyes widened as Mr. Londun wrote what I had said, his gray eyes peering straight into mine. I quivered as he shook is head as he checked over his writing. My father, standing in the far corner, looked at me as if he was disappointed. That's when I put down my head and fiddled my thumbs. My heart tensing up, I noticed that my hands starting to shake intensely as I tried to get out all the bad stuff out of my mind. Bitting my lip, I looked up at Mr. Londun, he looked down from me.

"Ryou, how did this happen?" My father said, putting his hand on my left shoulder, waiting for my direct answer.

I didn't know how to put it, I got made fun of just because I didn't tell my friends of my deep depression? No, that seems to awkward for me to be saying something like that. I slumped my body down and took a deep sigh, Mr. Londun wrote again, watching me sharply like a hawk from ten feet away eying it's pray.

"I don't know..." I bruted out, I was to afraid to say. "I don't want to talk about it."

Mr. Londun obviously, didn't like what I had said and totally disagreed on the matter and said. "Ryou, I talked about you saying you don't know what happened. The way to feel better and get your point out things that will give us a great picture on what we should do about this situation..."

"I DON'T WANT TO BE HAPPY!!!!" I screamed, my bubbles burst as I interrupt what he had to say. "AND I DON'T WANT YOU ALL HAPPY EITHER!" I fisted my arms and grunted.


"I'm sorry Paul I'm interrupting your talking," my dad started saying. "Ryou, if you don't want us or you to be happy. . . Then child what do you want?!"

For once in my life, My father had got out a point to me. Why I say that in the first place? I seriously didn't mean it... But sometimes Mr. Londun, or Paul, get's me so pissed off and I just get over worked, and then I say things I don't mean to say. Then it get's blown out of proportion and they think I meant it a different way... That's when I get more frustrated. Then before you know it, the think I'm an over depressed little boy. With no mommy and a very moody daddy.

Tears formed in my eyes as I thought of my mother's death and my loneliness without her. Bakura thought I was a mommy's little boy because of this. But you know what, I am one, and I'll say that. Because I loved and still love my mother. She had always been there for me, loved and supported me through very tough and very uneasy times. My heart pumped with the emotion that I had and will feel. I then looked up at my father, he wanted an answer from me, his hazel eyes tarted right into mine, I looked down and said. "I can't explain...."

Father stepped back a pace. He took his feet away from me and turned in the direction to leave. I looked down and started to cry a little, just to get down some tears, for no apparent reason actually. I could have stopped them by talking a little more. But a part of me wanted to just be myself.

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As we pulled slowly up the driveway at night, I gazed at my fathers anger. "Ryou.... What is with you."

I looked back at him, I shifted over a bit in my seat as he gave me a hard look. I said. "I don't know... I can't explain..."

He looked away, giving a huff of air out. Then taking a deep, cool breath out, he calmly said looking and pausing at me. "Why can't you be normal?"

My heart skipped a beat it felt like. My father, thought I wasn't normal! Then what was I then to him. A dummy! My mind spun around in circles. "W..wewewel...." I couched on my own words as I stumbled on saying the next sentence. "I am who I amm father..."

Exhausted probably, tired, and weakened father froze from my comment. He lifted up a finger as if he was about to tell me off, then stopped and put his fingers on the staring wheel and said. "Just go inside Ryou, I'll be right there."

"Yes father..." I said, hopping out of the car rather quickly and pace walking to the door, slamming it behind me.

I could tell that my father watches me get out and walk into the house in some rage. Now I know that my father doesn't acknowledge who I am. He in summary disowns me right now. The first time ever I felt literary disowned. As If no one in this whole world didn't want me. Which was somewhat true, then again somewhat of a lie to be actual. I put my jacket away as I thought of everything that just had happened in the car ride. But my thoughts where interrupted from a deep British voice that echoed threw my ears like a big bass drum. I turned towards the direction of the awful noise.

"Ry!!! where the hell have you been?!" Bakura spazed as I saw him in my view. "Me and your father where worried about you!!!"

My eyes lowered as he gave me a "pity, pity" look. I shook my head and said. "Mmhmm... And where is my father?"

"LOOKING FOR YOU!" Bakura blurred out.

"Okkay???" I said, I shook my head and headed towards the stairs. "I don't have time for this... I'm going to bed, good night Bakura and also you might wanna get the beers off of the coffee table before father walks into the house and see's it."

Bakura barked back at me before I could take at step. "Abbey called asswipe. She said to remember to come to her mothers baptizing or something like that."
"Good night!" I screamed back. "I KNOW ALREADY.."

"Bye bastered." Bakura said, snickering back.

(DISCLAIMER NESS:*yawn yawn* whooah im sleepy -__-.. Bakura: ON WITH THE FIC ^_^)

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I woke up the next morning, the next day would be when I go to church with Abbey. I was excited for that. I, somewhat happy that it was Saturday, and my hopes where simi lifted. I then jumped out of bed and walked down the steps to see my father, ready and dressed for something.

"Son! Good news!" My father smiled, "Well two great news!"

I looked up at my father, and gave a somewhat happy look. "What is it father?"

"Well you know Brianna right?" my father asked me.

"Who? Who's Brianna?" I asked.

"Brianna, the lady I was with yesterday." Father gave me a look, a more horny and seductive look then a fatherly look.

"You mean the lady with the big rack." Bakura came down, raiding the fridge.

"Yeah... But anyway, we are going out now guys!" My father's voice rose. "And also my boss wants me to come in today and do some paper work on my new assignment! This might mean a raise Ryou!"

"Congrats, Father." I was somewhat happy for him, but what he said last night was still fluttering in my head.

"Look, Ryou, I'm sorry for all the mean stuff I had been saying about you, I was just so frustrated yesterday. And this all comes up, and it takes a load off of looking for a new mother, and getting a new business and all that."

"A new mother!?!" I almost was about to hit my father. "No one can replace mother!"

"Look I didn't mean it like that." Father slowly said, "I meant it differently."

"What ever..." I walked out of the kitchen and walked into the living room and watched MTV 2 instead of listening to Bakura and Father talk about his prostitute racks.

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"Alright you two, you be safe, I'll be back home around midnight to night. Then tomorrow we can do something together with Brianna or something." My father said, watching us watch TV.

"I got plans that day." I said, flipping the stations.

"Okay then, we will do it another day." He said, getting his coat from the coat rack. "Oh, and Brianna said she'll come over for a bit just to check on you two alright."

"Ummhmm." Bakura said. "The house won't be brunt trust me, I'll keep Ry on is zombie drugs."

I threw a pillow from the big coach that I was on at his face. "Bitch."

My father chuckled at our childish play. "You two have fun, Bye."

"C yah."
_______3 hours later

It was around 11:40, and nothing was on TV, the rain was pouring outside, but still didn't seem to stop Bakura from doing his daily weekend plan. He got up and got out and started to walk to the coat rack.
"And where are you going?" I asked, still some what glued onto the TV.

"Going to get a beer with Marik and so, it's our Saturday mid-day tradition." He said, putting on his coat.

"Aren't you suppose to wait until mid-day until you can drink?" I asked, now turned my head slightly to him.

"Aren't you suppose to take you meds?" Bakura barked back, putting his hood out. "Hey, I'm the one who made the damned cops make up that fucking rule. Anyway, you take you meds, it's a demand. And I'll be home around 9:00 p.m. minimum. Alright, c yeah Ry."

"Have fun with your drunkies Kura." I waved to him as he waved back and shut the door. I sat back and relaxed a bit, closing my eyes and resting back. I then turned off the TV and decided to go upstairs and take a nice hot, steaming, shower.

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I looked at the clock, around 1:34, I was in my olive green prep shirt and just baggy jeans, putting on a belt to somewhat hold it up, I personally wasn't in the mood to go and pick the perfect outfit. Then I took out my white colored I-pod and silently listen to the O.c. theme song. Then I reached for my counter top and took two tablets of my pills and grabbed the water bottle I always left in my room a took a sip of that to make the meds go down a bit faster. Then, sat back and listened to the music softy playing.

But a knock on the door surprised me.

I then slid off of my bed, and opened the door.

"Hello Ryou, I thought you where here." The person said.

I gulped, it was Brianna, my father girl-friend. She was wearing now a tan halter top that covered everything but a bit of her belly. And tight dark black pants. Her hair very straight and her green eyes where normal. "How is everything?"

She did seem nicer then the first time I met her, I think it was part of her job. "Uh, great."

"How about you take off you i-pod and come down stairs with me and watch a movie with me? I brought some pop corn!" She said, coming closer to me.

I stepped back and nodded, turning around and putting my I-pod down on my table. She then took my hand and led me down my own stairs to my living room. Then she swung me around and threw me onto the couch. "Wait here, I'll get the movie and pop corn."

As she did so, a mental slap came to my mind that I did have a very beautiful, most my age girl-friend. And trust me on this, Abbey could beat her in acting very flirty any day. When she came in, she just went up to my DVD play and threw the cd in and took the remote and pressed play.

As we waited for the movie to play she sat next to me and offered me some pop corn, I just shook my head politely and said no.

"Well...." She said, now skin to skin with me. "What do you like to do for fun?"

"Uh... Be alone." I said. "And just listen to music."

"Ooo! I love music!" She said, trying to pick up some conversation with me. The movie started, it was Garden State. But I really wasn't into mushy movies unless my girl-friend was there, it just gets her in the mood to do what ever with me. Like three weeks ago she just kept sexually kept rubbing my thighs and just getting more and more kinkier in front of me. I wished she was here right now.

"What music do you listen to Ryou!?!?!" She said, throwing her arm under my shoulders.

I tried to squirm it off. "Rock."

"Ooohh! I like that! But I like hip-hop two!" She said, her boobs then moving up and down as she singed.

"How old are you?!?!" I said, trying to move away from her.

"25 baby." she said.

I looked away, just trying to get her arm off of me and her whole body off of me.

_____30 minutes later

My heart was pounding heard as she kept rubbing up and down my teighs, just as Abbey would do. But how she touched me was so different and so... Undiscribable, I felt my manhood harden.

"I know you like it..." She whispered in my ear.

She was seducing me and I just couldn't take it any more. I then moved away from her a tad. She then sung her leg around my legs and was sitting on top of me. Giving me evil eyes she asked. "Why do you keep trying to run away from me Ryou?"

"WHY?!?! You’re my fathers girl-friend! I have a girl-friend! This shouldn't be happening!!" I yelled.

"Oh Ryou come on baby." She then kissed me forcefully as I tried to refuse it. "I love you... And you know you want me!"

"No I don't!" I barked back, not looking at her.

"Oh yes you do!" She slapped me in the face, I then looked up at her in fear as she then took off her shirt and her pants. She was in two seconds completely naked, she then grabbed onto my legs really hard so not to get out and took off my pants and boxers. When she saw that my manhood was long and hard, she placed a evil grin on her face and sucked on it.

I moaned as she closed her mouth on my dick and thrust in her faster and faster.

"Please... Stop!!!" I tried to say, but it felt so good, but so wrong in the same time. I tried to worm out, but she just dug her sharp nails deeper and deeper into the flesh of my legs.

I couldn't describe it, I was about to explode it feels like. I started to screak as I felt a me just get that pleasure spot coming. She knew it too, so she took her mouth out and used one of her right hand and started to thrust me off until I jerked off

"AhhAhh AHHHHH!!!!" I screamed. It felt so good as she then let go of me in for a second and went into her jeans and got out a shiny object and got on top of me again.

It was a knife.

"If you tell you father or anyone what we did and what we are about to do!!! I swear I'll fucking kill you!!!" She threatened.

I nodded and swallowed real hard.

She then turned around, and stick my man hood up her ass. I didn't know what to do, just demur it? This is just so much for me to grab onto. I felt her hands grab mine and she put them on her breast. "RYOU FEEL THEM!!!"

I moved my hands up and down as she suck her left figure up her pussy and gave herself a double take. I just was just in to much shock. Then I felt her thrusting in me more... She screamed my name....

I didn't say a word... Just thought about losing my virginity...To a prostitute
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I was now in my room after that madness, being raped by a woman prostitute...I want to cry so bad, I want to do so much so bad right now, but right now, I'm just hiding in my locked room in a ball, on my bed, I have never felt this way before... I feel so dirty, so violated, so unpeaceful. How could God do this to me! How could I trust going downstairs with her! There's just so much I want to take back right know, but all I can do is shed few tears until Bakura comes home or father... One or the other.

Brianna left after she had her fun time wasting me and leaving me for shit. Then before she left, as a "warning" she left me there half naked, she took the knife she had and cut me in the belly. I had to get up myself though and clean up and take care of my bruise and all that. And now, from the hips down, I have a utter pleasure sensation. And it won't just go away. I'm not happy at all, I'm more depressed and even more angry more then ever!

Then, my cell phone rings...

"Hello?" I answer it, my voice still shook as I talked.

"Ryou!" It was Abbey. "Oh gosh Ryou, thank God, your alive!"

"You shouldn't thank God for anything..." I mumbled.

"Huh?" She asked, not hearing me.

"Nothing." I said.

"Awh babe what's wrong? You don't sound good."

"Umm.. Just under the weather that's all Abbey.."

"Oh, well are you ready for tomorrow?"

"Umm I dunno.."

"RYOU!" Abbey screamed. "Come on this is the most important day to my mother's and mine and the baby's life! My baby brother or sister can determine if my mothers boyfriend or my father is the real father... And maybe if it's my father---"

"Yeah yeah yeah... They won't get devoiced. I KNOW!!!" I yelled back.

"Well jeeze Ryou. You know that you seem like you wanna be alone. Look, I'll talk to you later." Abbey said back.

"Nonono Abbey, babe, wait, please---"

"See you Ryou." She hung up.

"I need someone to talk to...." I started to cry.

I cried until I finally feel asleep on my bed.

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< br> Looking around the place, it was dark and cold as I walked on. The outfit I was in was all of the color white. White as snow covering the ground. Walking, in my bare feet, with no knowledge of what I mite walk into I walked on. All of a sudden from the corner of my eye a little from the top of the room turns on, I gasp, thinking of what it might be. My heart started to thud and drop as I looked on, keeping my eye on the light.

"Take heed little one.." A voice whispered from the light. My eyes vast and open in fear.

"Little one of mine, come closer.." The voice curved into my ears and lorded me into deeply looking into the light, nothing there.

Then, out of now were, in the light, there was a figure of a person in a chair. I squinted my eyes to see who it was. At first, I couldn't figure out what sex it was, then from peering a little more, I saw it was a woman. With white hair as mine does so, deep dark, brown eyes, and a fairness in her skin. The lady, wearing a white wedding gown, holding a golden small cross in her hands looked up at me with a smile on her face said. "Ryou...Ryou my boy... Come here...."

I then gasped. It was my mother I was seeing! I rubbed my eyes and trying to make sure I wasn't in a trance. But it was the real thing, it must be! My mother! My mother is alive!
I, overjoyed, ran as fast as I could ran towards the light and to my mother. Running and rushing towards her in over joy met, feeling my whole world lift in a matter of seconds. I could almost feel myself fly in the direction of her as I was only steps away from her...

BOOM!

A glass wall appeared in the direction of my mother. My heart at first burst as I got frustrated, crying and cursing at the wall that had stopped my path. I then ran then to the left side of my mother and tried to get in, but then again. A glass wall came in between my mother and I. What was going on.. Oh Lord why was he tricking me like this?! I then ran behind her, and onto the right, and no matter where I ran, that fucking stupid wall would appear. I got very thwarted at I walked up to the front as my mom was surrounded in a box. I then started to cry and I banged on the wall and screamed. "MOTHER!! MOTHER!!!"
All I wanted to do is just touch her, be held by my mother for the first time in many years, feel loved as I did before. I wanted to get one kiss from her, just wanted to ask her so much. Why does God the lord have to do this to me! He fucking doesn't care what I want! Why! I'm not even aloud to hold my mother once!

As I looked forward into the glass, my mother was standing right there, inside the glass box, looking at me with tears in her eyes. I then started to shed some tears as she said. "Ryou... Don't.... cry... There is what there is and reality is here child.. Hold on my son..."

"Mother!!!!" My eyes itched and it stung as tears streamed down my cheeks, making my cheeks burn also. "Please don't go again!!!"

Before she could explain to me anything, the box flouted up and went threw the black stuff. She was gone...


I didn't know what to do at that point, but just scream. Smashing myself on the ground as the light still shined and I still cried.
"WHY GOD WHY DO YOU DO THIS TO ME WHY!!!!" I screamed as loud as I could.

Just then, from the top of the black room I was in, pieces and chunks of glass came flying down from the top.

"AHHHHHH!!!"

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"RYOU WAKE UP!!!"

I snapped up, tears still streaming down my eyes as I gasped for air. I couldn't stop it, I just kept on crying as my father had a glass of water and my pills in his other hand.
"Ryou... Ryou it's okay.. You where just dreaming.." My father said, trying not to loose it.

"NoNONO ittt waszzn't!!!" I couldn't barley talk. I was crying and breathing to hard to get out a clear sentence. "IT wasss.... sosososo reaaall!!!"
My father, looked at me with half dead eyes and responded. "That's what you get for not taking your pills as soon as you go to bed!" He handed me my pills and the water.

I started to try to calm down. It miserably failed and I started to gag on the pills when I tried to stuff it down my throat. I violently drank the water and took in deep hard long breaths to cool me down. It seemed to work as I noticed my body starting to act normal as I noticed my arm pits made an order and I got sweat all over my beater I wore to bed. And also my sheets where drenched in my sweat.

My father chuckled to himself saying to me. "You might want to change all that son."

I nodded as I did so.

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The next day, I had gotten up and fixed myself up for the church service for Abbey's mother. Adjusting the collar of my shirt, I checked myself in the mirror. At first I saw me, plan, worried, old me. But then, I looked a little closer at myself, and what I saw was a child, a lonely sad child with tears in this eyes and confusion in this looks. I noticed that child was me. As I looked on I saw another vision next to my youth, it was my mother... My mother and I standing in the mirror looking right at me with disfigured looks. I blinked and wiped my eyes to see if what I was seeing was surreal. Keeping my eyes wide open I started to inhale large amounts of air saying, "It's all in my head, it's all in my head..."

A knock at the door startled me.

It was my father.

He walked into my door, eyeing me as he sat down on my bed watching me get prepared. He also had my pills in this hand as he put them down on the bed counter behind the small clock. His gray eyes kept on eyeing me as I lowered my head, blushing I said. "What do you want..."

As if he had forgotten why he had came in here (which might be the case) he looked on at me, gazing into my reflection in the mirror. He sat up, fixing his belt and said. "Oh, your little friend is here..."

I rolled my eyes. My father treated me as if I was so young and I was a stupid little child. "Okay..." I looked back at my father, he rolled his eyes and gave a sigh as I responded. "Which one of my friends are here..."

He gave it thought. I noticed he knew barley any of my friends names at it was just so much fun asking him that interrogative sentence. "Umm.. Abbey. That's it! Abbey, your girl-friend. You better guzzy up good, she looks very nice."

I sighed some more, turning around and noticing that my father was right behind me. "Are you going on a date?"

At first, I just stood there, gazing at him as if he was a idiot, then I said. "Do you even pay attention! I'm going to church with her!"

My father, after a bit of silence in the room, chuckled to himself and said. "Why do you spend time doing that with her son!"

I looked at him for a minute, eyes wide open as he said that. How could he be so rude! I swear if he wasn't my father I would of smacked him across the face. "Does it matter?"

"Yes it does son." My father responded. "You don't just take a pretty lady to some boring old stupid church and sit there for an hour and do nothing, go to the movies or something. And it's Saturday!"

I just look obliquely at him.

He laughed. "What, you want her to think that your sweet and passionate!?! Did you lie and say you wanted to go to church with her because your all religious and all that?!?! Come on son, grow up!! Women don't like that kind of guy! And besides, your far from being all catholic or christen!"
"Why do you CARE?!" I barked back.

"Because son, I don't want her to think you are a sell out!" He bore on, "A knock out, a easy getter.. A weakling!"

"STOP IT! I AM NOT!!!" I screamed.

"Why can't you be just a normal teen Ryou, why do you have to do dumb things like this?!" My father started to chuckle to himself as I clinched my fist.

He laughed at me again. "OhOh by the way.. Did you tell her that you had Melancholia!!??!!?!! I bet you she'd get a kick outta that word there Ryou... It surprized me when the doctor said that! You better tell her though so she knows a head to time, so that if you get really depressed, she will know what's up!"

My heart pounded faster as I growled under my breath and shoved him out of my way as I walked down the steps not looking back. I could hear his voice babbling on.
And there in the mist of it all she was. Her look took my breath away, from her feet to her eyes that looked longingly at me as I licked my lips. She wore pale light pink strap-on high heals that sparkled, a silky light pink mini shirt that had daisies on it, a silky low-cut Chinese shaped like shirt with a beautiful light baby pink summer hat (you know those in style big kewl hats... Think of Alicia Key's one) with a huge silky white bow raped around it. Her cheeks where lightly powered with pink. Her hair was lightly curled and placed over her chest to make her breast look fuller (im a HORRID describer when it comes to clothing on Anime Characters... Especially when there your O.c's and no one else can really imagine what it really looks lyke... Whoops soz ^_^o .. ON WITH THE FIC!!!)(p.s.2 much pink huh!?!)

"A..Abbetha... You look..." The words couldn't come out.

She giggled sightly and answered. "I get you." She giggled some more. "Come on! Where running late!"


~*~*~(Im soz im kinda rushin bcuzz im EXTREMELY TIRED AND I WANT 2 GET THIS DONE SOON SO YOU ALL CAN READ IT!!!)


Abetha tug on my hand as we went inside St. Joseph Mary David's (I don't own this if this church is really a church) catholic church. Her hold on me was very tight and aggressive. Anytime I wanted to stop, she'd yank my arm out of socket. Finally, we where inside the great hall that was surrounded by many huge brown and gold colored doors. Abbey kept on tugging me as I tried to keep up.

We walked up these purl white stairs to the big doors to where we where going. As we reached the door where the "Main auditorium" was, I got a bit nervous in my stomach as I tried to calm myself down. But as soon as she opened the doors and let herself and I in, I was as stiff as a flower. As we walked in, the place was shaped as a dome. A very wide open dorm. Then when you looked up, you saw all sky, seriously. The ceiling was all glass windows. I gasped and awed at the sit of it. I wondered how it was like when it stormed here? Thunder and rain banging onto the glass, just waiting to shatter any minute now. I wouldn't want to be in that situation. Thank god it's only cloudy today and barley no rain or even drizzles. But then I looked straight and saw everybody watching me to take my seat. I swear there where fucking millions and billions in that room. My mouth jawed open as Abbey tug on my hand and sat me down, giggling at me.

I blushed a little as I looked behind me to see some people look at me as if I'm mentally retarded. As if my Yami was still inside of me, I cursed them under my breath. Why would you want to look at me, study your lessons! It's rude to stare! Then as I look in a breath, the presit, Abetha's "holy" second god-father (yeah second) and uncle Priest Matthewh (that's the name of my new baby cusin ^_^ awwhh) stood up from his seat that was placed in the middle of the stage. He walked towards the podium and looked down at all of us as if he was the Lord himself. Onward to say, he kind of did. He wore a red long dress with a white colored golden decorated in crosses robe that when over his little red dress. To top it off, he wore a small hat that all the saints and persist wore. He then took it off as he showed his small little half baled head.

His hair was of a strawberry orangish-blond, very light colored. Very light but gentle skin and his cheek bones, when he grinned (when doesn't he) it looked as if they where powered, taking off the shininess out of the cheeks that normal people had. Then his eyes, the most oddest most random eyes I had ever did seen. Looking at it gives me the creeps. His eyes where of a blue ocean green on the top then quickly changes into a dark cold forest green on the bottom. But that's not all that is phantasmal. It looked as if he had freckles in his eyes. Small, little black pebbles where scattered in various places, when you look at them for a long time, it looked as if it was moving. Freaky huh? But he also had a light Irish accent, with a cheerful laugh like Lucky on the cereal of "Lucky Charms" (No I do not own Lucky Charms... But I do own the one box in my home that I'm eating rite now ^_^). But with that all, he was very small for his age (*cough*42*cough*) he was the most kindest person in the world. Never did he lay a figure, get mad when the church coughed on fire several times, when rumors was spread about the church being hunted, he kept a on going face... Or so I heard from Abbey. He was the most nicest man on earth. In my book, leveled up to Jesus.

He looked over the crowed of people as he lifted his hands and rested them again. Then lifted them up again and everyone rose up besides me. Embarrassed, I rose up quickly and then was brought down again to put up the prayer bench under the chair behind us for everyone. Sadly, the ones in the front row had to kneel on the floor next to the Priest as he read from Juke about the baptize of Christ by Jon. We had said a long most boring prayer and sat back again, but only to be lifted up again and seated knee fist onto the prayer bench and then back up then seated again. This went on for about 15 minutes until he finally he started talking his own words and greeting us.

"Hello my followers." He said, curving is words into his Irish tone.

"Good Morning Priest Matthewh." Everyone but me said.

"God be with you." He said, glancing over at Abbey.

"And god be with you too." Everyone said, again besides me.

Then her god father a.k.a uncle looked at us. His eyes glaring in the sun light as the sun gave him a soft glow on his skin. His face gave the expression that he was calmed, as if he had saw Jesus just die on the cross or something like that. He then leaned onto his side and gave a deep sigh that echoed the church. I looked around. Besides me, everyone else looked like they where in some kind of trance as they waited for Priest Matthewh to talk. As if they where embraced by this natural glowing looks. No one, and I mean no one gave a evil look, a bored and depressed sigh, or even hide themselfs into the chair or anything like that. They just all looked at him, and the modeled statue that was above him. It was a statue of the Virgin Mary holding her child in her arms. Every detailed part in the pearl white rock and glossed to give a glow and an extra protection from dust and fire. I waited, throwing my arms over my shoulders, obviously slowing no respect.

"Lord Matthewh" turned his gentle face towards my direction, he could see I had took little interest in what he was saying. He then stood up in up right position and placed his hands together as if to pray.

"And god be with you to you all! Bless this humble most glorious Sunday morning!" He chuckled, to did some people, but it was very faint and barley aroused anyone.

I sighed.

"Well, my people, we are not going to finish up the book of Luke today as we where planing on doing from last week." He swallowed. "We are going to take today as a day for baptize. A day when more and more people come forth and show there faith to God and to be one of God's true followers." He then rested his eyes on me it looked like, from where I was seated rows and rows away from the stage. In his eyes, it was like he knew all about me, as if he was reading my mind as if it was a book. He studied me careful and then blinked once or twice. Then looked down, his teeth softly chattering as he then looked at everyone.

"You know what though," he then called the people up though, and then sat them down on the chairs on the stage. He then picked up from the sentence he didn't finish. "I want to tell you how important it is to be closer in your relationship with God! He has just done so much wonderful, most life changing things in you life, that we all forget how much he has done for us. You see.. I'll give you an example. Let's say... There was a boy, in his teenager age, a very nice most generous boy that had many friends, and never really didn't get along with everyone. He was just the nice guy next door. Shure` he had everything. A father, a brother, a girl-friend, friends, just about almost everything... But let's say he doesn't have a mother, and with that, when he's by himself, he is very alone and a lost, sad little boy with no one that really loves him. Well that's what he thinks anyway!"

I then looked around, my seat then felt warmer then it really was. Was, was he talking about me, I started to shift in my seat. I didn't like the hot seat at all! My face to my ankles started to shake and get uncomfortable. I shifted my eyes to him, he looked at me, no he was focused on my every move. He obviously knew he caught me on the cord. As if he had knew me for years, he got me. As if I was a ant and he was the boy with the magnify glass he watched me squirm in my seat.

"Ryou..." Abbey whispered in my ear softly. "Ryou babe what's wrong?"

I looked at her, trying to cool down. "Nothing, just a lil hot in this outfit."

Abbey giggled under her breath, moving closer to me and laying her head on my shoulder, holding my shaky hand. "Babe, you shaking." She started to rub my right hand with her two soft fine hands. I gulped as she looked up at me and gave me a worried look. "Are you okay, love?"

I then swallowed and looked forward as if I didn't hear her. I didn't want to draw attention to myself. Then the raping again, again, and again ran in my mind as she touched me.

"Anyway, his father is abusive to him, his brother is a drunk, and his father's girl-friend isn't anything that he wanted. He feels as if he is the only one that miss's and cares for his mother. Visiting her grave everyday. But the thing is, even though all those bad stuff is going on...He just doesn't see that.... That Jesus is laying his hands out to him, that he wants to help the poor boy. The Lord is looking out for him. He might not see it know, but the Lord is always with you, and he will protect you! He has a plan for you life everyone. And no matter what are where you are, he has the dates down. He's got the date when you where born, go to school, when you go to college, what age you get a job, get married, have children, and even when you die. He knows it all, and to make your life better, if you ask him into your heart people, and come to church and study his rulings, and become a better catholic. You gotta let him into your life! God does stuff for a reason..."

I don't know what was going on! He hasn't helped me! He doesn't control my life!?!?!?!?! What is this nut talking about!!!!!!!! My mother didn't have to die! She believed in God! Did all that!!!??!?!?!?!! But for what!!! It wasn't her time to die!?!?! She still was starting a family!!! She wasn't done yet!!! I had gotten raped by a prostitute on top of that!!!!!! And my father and yami don't give shit about me!!!!!!! NO ONE DOES!!!!

My head started to spin, I felt unbalanced and very panicked.

I let it all out..."AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"

I started to cry. Clinching my head with my figure nails. I noticed I was standing, that everyone was looking up at me. Everyone giving me looks and whispering about me. My heart started to hump faster, like it did when I don't take my meds after a while. With all the rage and confusion I was going with, I walked backboards out of the big doors and ran down the hall.

"RYOU!" I heard Abbey scream as she was on top of the pearl white stairs. I turned my head back and saw her there, looking confused and heart broken. "RYOU WAIT! WHAT'S GOING ON????"

I then ran crying.

She wouldn't understand....

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Cra shing smashing, and shoving into millions and millions of people, I forced myself to be the emphatic wall while I got shoved and spited back at. Many people, as I got in there way and ran right threw them cursed me out and tried to run after me for about 2 minutes, then gave up. I just stayed on my feet and sprinted down the streets as I heard Abbey's voice faintly following me behind.


"RYOU!" Abbey screams. "COME BACK!"


I didn't turn back, I was so far, I couldn't go back... The world hates me right now... The pastor turned on me he was talking to me I know IT! And the only thing to turn me back is my childhood, my mother, my happy father... No worries, and no screaming and cursing... No prostitutes.... But from how life was set as we know it, none of it was going to happen, I took a wisp of air and saw the bright looked down at the cold Pacific Ocean, the brisk fearful water crashed into the worn out brick and algae and all stuff growing on the gray stone bricks. I squinted my eyes to peer to far distance. But all I saw was sea blue water and cloudy sky surrounding us from sunlight.

I sighed.

"RYOU!" Abbey kept on screaming over and over again. I had no where to run... No where to hide, I gasped as a gust of wind and a mist of water it my face all at once as a huge wave crashed into the wall. My mind then focused on the water, I looked at it almost think the unbelievable, I could just...No..No.. That's crazy... But still...

I then stood up on the ledge and peered down a little more, took a deep breath and stood up on the top platform of the bridge.

Then, a gust of wind knocked on my chin as I tried to look down, but the wind was to fierce and it was impossible to look down with out blinking every second. I then put out my arms slowly and counted up to ten..

One...


Two....



Three...



Four....





Five....




Six...

My breathing go thinner and thinner as I stepped more further out on the platform.

Seven...

Eight...

Nine...

... ........


Ten..


Taking in my last breath of air, saying the lords name in vain, I let go...





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---->(*~Moments of Fear~*... Volume 5 of "Ephemeral Phenomenon"- Abetha)


I step back into a bit of nothingness as I scream aloud. "RRRYYYOOOUUU NOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!"... This moment of shock.. Watching my boyfriend commit suicide... Would hunt me for my life forever... I stepped back from where I was, horrified.


I took a breath and felt a hard grip on my hand....

"Abbey? What happened?"

As I looked down at the dock... I looked up at the person that I was talking to, not knowing what to say.

"He killed himself.........."





-------Next chapter of Jesus Walks- Ryou takes his life to the limit by doing the unthinkable. Does he make it though the downfall? Or is it the end of Ryou's life? Will he walk with Jesus or find himself dining with Satan? Only time can tell.. Ephemeral Phenmomenon---------------------------------


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