Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Lavender Rain ❯ Chapter 1 -- Fear ( Chapter 1 )

~*Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh or Malik ;-; Not even his psychotic Yami, oh well BUT I OWN SAHARA! ^___^ MUAHAHA! XD*~

- - ~ *Lavender Rain* ~ - -

Chapter 1 ~ Fear

Sahara stared down at the dark water in the river below, her whole body shivering as she stood on the ledge. The whole world around her was dark; she didn't know what to do. She had gotten this far, and now she was stuck.

There was no use denying it, she knew that she was scared of jumping. Fear was coursing through her veins, mixing with the coldness of her body. She was cold and scared… and lost.

"I… I can't do this…" She softly whispered. She knew she was on the verge of tears. If she went back her parents would beat her. Her father would break empty beer bottles and try to stab her; her mother would pick her up by her hair and try to choke her as usual. She absolutely could not go back, not after she'd come this far. She had managed to steal their wallets as well.

"I don't need them. I don't need to be treated like this. I don't need anyone! I don't! I don't!" Sahara screamed at the raging river below her as tears streamed down her pale cheeks. "I want to go to a place where no one knows me! I want to die! I don't want this damn life! I don't!"

Sahara felt her knees grow weak. She sat down on the ledge of the bridge as the rain continued to pour relentlessly onto her huddled figure. Her green speckled honey eyes stared up at the dark sky as rain fell on her face, wetting her chestnut-golden hair.

"I need to escape this nightmare. Right now." She looked back down to the water. It continued to rage and splash about furiously. It seemed to be calling to Sahara… as if it was beckoning her to jump.

"You want me to jump don't you? You need me, don't you? Well I don't need you… I just need you to kill myself and end this pathetic life of mine. Then I won't need you anymore." She knew even if this didn't kill her, there was always hypothermia. It was death cold out in this storm. She zipped up her black vest to her neck.

Sahara closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She stood up onto the stone ledge. "I… Dammit! I can't do this!" A hand roughly grabbed her shoulder. "All you'll be doing is coming home stupid little whore."

Sahara knew that voice anywhere. It was a voice she'd never forget, one she'd despise forever. The gruesome man that stood behind her was her foster father. "Get down from there you stupid little good-for-nothing-" "No! Get off of me you bastard!" Sahara tried to jump out of his grasp but he caught onto her leg.

"Get back here bitch." He hissed next to her ear. Sahara felt like retching when she smelt the awful odor of liquor and cigars on her foster father's breath. "Let me go, get away from me stupid asshole!" Sahara continued to kick and curse at her father who dragged her to the black van parked at the side of the road.

How could have she been so stupid as to not have heard the car? `How could I be so stupid!' Her mind yelled. "Stop struggling bitch, you're gonna get a punishment that I should've given to you a long time ago!" Her eyes widened with fear. She knew what he was going to do. He was going to rape her of the only innocence she had left: her virginity.

"Let go! Are you fuckin deaf?! I said let go!" Sahara continued to thrash about it the iron grip of her father. "Shut up bitch!" He roughly shoved her into the van and shut the door. "You're gonna remember this lesson darling, very well you are." He leaned over and licked her cheek. He disgusted her. She screamed.

"Fuckin pervert! Get the fuck away from me!" Sahara began to cry with no hope left. "That's the fuckin last time stupid whore!" He took out a rope from the glove box and tied her hands and feet to stop her thrashing. "No! Untie me you bastard!" "Shut up and maybe I won't kill you after I finish fucking you inside out!"

Sahara shuddered at the words. She knew that he was most definitely going to rape her. Her throat was raw from screaming, her bones ached, her breathing was labored. Her usual bright eyes were now dark with despair. She had no one to save her this time.

The van screeched to a halt in front of the house. Sahara hated the place to no ends. He dragged her out by her hair and dragged her the rest of the way. He kicked the door open and shoved her onto the ground. "Stupid bitch. You thought you'd get away? You thought this little nightmare would end? Well it's just getting started my darling."

He lowered himself to try and roughly kiss her and Sahara did the first thing that came to mind. She viciously spat into his face. "Take your fuckin grubby lips off of me…" She emphasized every word with deadly venom in her voice. Her father was unaffected by this. "Now, now Sahara, bad girls get punished."

He began to drag her up the stairs to her room and flung her onto the bed. She watched in horror as her father ripped off his shirt and took off his pants after climbing on top of her. He reeked, her nose scrunched up at the smell he emitted. He smiled with a perverted look on his face. "Time for my fun darling…"

He began to unzip the black vest she had on with his teeth as he untied the ropes that bound her wrists together. `No…' She silently pleaded. After her wrists were unbound, she stared upon the raw flesh from where she had struggled to get the ropes off. Her foster father lifted up her shirt and began to lick her stomach.

She shuddered in disgust as he deposited saliva onto her stomach. Then something coursed through her mind as he began to unzip her pants. She put her arms behind her head and moaned to make him believe that she was enjoying it. He laughed, his voice full of lust. She hated this man with her whole self.

Sahara reached under her pillow and took out a knife that she kept under her pillow at all times. She moaned more so he didn't her unsheathing it. Then she said with all of her hate for him in her voice, "Just try and fuck me now." She did what her uncle taught her. She repeatedly began stabbing her father everywhere possible. He screamed out in pain and rage. While he did this she flipped him over, straddled him and stabbed his chest.

Sahara didn't stop until her hands were covered in blood. It was exactly what she did to her uncle. She stabbed him to death. Sahara slid off her father and went to the washroom to wash the blood off of her hands. "Bastard." She whispered. Then Sahara began to laugh uncontrollably. "I'm so fuckin free now. That bitch can't do anything to stop me now. She has no pimp to hide behind now." She dried off her hands and slipped the knife into the pocket of her vest once she had put it back into it's sheath.

She bent down and reached under the bed and tugged out a black duffel bag, full of clothes she had previously packed. She knew that sooner or later a situation like this would come around. She didn't bother changing. She'd just get soaked again. Before she stepped out of the room, she looked back at her dead father lying on the bed in bloodstained sheets. " I think you're the one who ended up being fucked." Then she ran down stairs, ran through the open door, slammed it shut and was off into the rainy night, without a destination.

Ohhh, I think that turned out good. Phew, this was all coming to me so quickly XD Thank you to my first reviewers! I didn't think anyone would like my story! XD LoL It took me a while to write this, if anyone ever finds this, I'll get killed, not Sahara XD Anyways, I made it longer, just as promised. I guess the thing from before was a Prologue, yep that's it XD Anyways, tell me what ya think, I'm signing off! XD