Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Dramatic Influences ❯ Arousing Pain ( Chapter 21 )

N: whoa dude YOU are not annoying its just what you did was annoying… :D I like all of my reviewers even you so, as I might have said before, I am sorry if I did hurt you but I just couldn't say it any other way. I don't want to lose you as a loyal reviewer or reader so I hope that you accept my apology when I say that I am sorry. Anyway I hope you enjoy this chappie :D cause it be for you meh friend!

Streets of Domino
Heza


My feet trailed along the gray cement, constantly bumping into the people who inhabit this concrete road.

 

Truly I wish I could predict his actions but Yami no Malik was never someone who was meant to be read. Usually I understand people so very well but apparently I cannot please everyone. Yes a very cliché lesson but it is just ever so true. My eyes began to shift to the little children who constantly hold onto their parents for protection and comfort.

 

Something that I no longer can nor should feel.

 

Tch.

 

At this point I seem to be the pure definition of an angsty teen who is mildly confused and yet blessed with the knowledge of unknown subjects. A very vague description and yet I feel that it is so clear. My statements seem to be full of riddles.

 

Although as I gaze upon the road paved with golden smiles, I feel like coal.

 

I frown so much and yet I smile. It is not a smile that most are familiar with, as in it is not shown physically. Despite my sorrowful expression I just seem to be filled with joy whenever I am with Mariku.

 

Oh so sorry I changed the subject.

 

But I had to.

 

Yami no Malik is a mist of pure confusion. For some reason I feel truly happy with him… thank the lord for me having the courage to step in when he was about to die. Give Ra my blessing when I say that I am so happy to have met him. It could be love, but I doubt it. Love, a crush, and lust are so very similar. Love is like walking through a masquerade ball, you never know who is behind the mask. When one feels an attraction towards another they automatically assume that they are in love, a crush is just a mask that has no face behind it.

 

And lust…is just an attraction..

 

The brown door that I have come to feel so nervous whenever I enter stood before me. I know that I am always anxious to go inside… but now I fear it. Simply I could just peer through the window to see his expression considering that I live on the first floor but, then he might be even more angered.

 

My hand grasped the knob and turned it, once again fear took over.

 

I felt my hand shake when I opened the door to reveal Yami no Malik standing before me. My eyes widened as I also felt a gasp emit through my throat. His expression was not board or not the least bit pleased with my entrance.

 

“ Mariku-kun,” I started, “ I was late for first period and they had given me detention, I am so sorry for all of this but pl-“

Of course I had no time to finish as I felt a stinging pain on my cheek, he probably hit me. I placed my hand over the wound and brought the hand to my face, there was blood. Yami no Malik then forcefully grabbed my arm and shoved my to the floor as he slammed the door shut.

 

Not a word he said the entire time.

 

He then bent down to my face and licked the wound like a hungry animal. Thinking that he forgave me I ran my hand through his hair. He purred for a second until I felt him tense up and grab my neck.

 

“Gack!”

I felt as though all the air was being sucked out of my reach. His grip then loosened and once again he dragged me to the table in the kitchen, tearing my clothes off with one of the knives. I heard the ripping of the clothes until there was nothing to hear.

 

“Lie down strait”, he commanded.

 

I did so not wanting him to hit me or grab my neck once again. He then ran the knife down my neck, my breasts, and then near my thigh.

 

“Such luscious skin you have”, he muttered lowly.

 

My eyes shot open in surprise as he usually was silent during our sessions. Although the atmosphere of his compliment was soon gone as he stabbed the upper portion of my leg.

The pain felt as though every muscle was torn apart. I started to scream in pain and sit up trying to find the nearest bandage as my vision was hazy.

 

Yami no Malik did not like my rejection to his `love'.

 

Pain, that was all I could think about. I even fell off of the table grabbing a small rag and wrapping the wound in it. Damn it, it hurt so much! Yami no Malik then disguarded his clothes showing how hard he was when he saw me in pain. I looked up at him weakly while I gripped my thigh somehow thinking that it is soothing the pain.

 

All of a sudden he grabbed me by my hair and once again threw me onto the floor, my back facing him.

 

He then forcefully penetrated me as I began to once again gag in pain. His rhythm kept on becoming faster as I pleaded him to stop. I could feel the wound bleed faster as a pool of blood began to surround us. It was almost as if we were swimming in the blood.

 

He then took himself out of me and left the room.

 

My face on the floor, practically bathing in my own blood. Soon I felt my vision fade but not before I glanced at the kitchen window, viewing a face with pure shock written upon it.

 

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O.O Well that was pretty violent
R&R