I'd spent most of the night cleaning up the glass, picking the shards out of my skin and scrubbing my urine out of the carpet. Fortunately he'd been called into the hospital for a patient. I went into the bathroom and ran a bath. I slipped inside, the hot water scalding my skin.. it didn't bother me though. Nothing would ever hurt me more than Kouga could. I'd been in the bath so long the water had gone cold. I got out drying myself off. I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. My cheek had turned greenish purple from where he'd slapped me . The glass splinters had left red marks down my back and on my calves. My lip oozed pus, I pinched it. The slimy white liquid dripped into the sink, my lip didn't look half bad now.
I got dressed, I slipped on a long sleeve turtleneck, with a pair of jeans. I dabbed a little concealer on my cheek, covering up the bruise the best that I could. I combed my wet blonde tangled tresses, making them look somewhat presentable. My stomach started to growl. I headed down to the kitchen for something to eat, but there was a note on the fridge door. It read,
Hey babe, we're out of food go buy some more.
I grabbed my sneakers and the car Keys. I sprinted out into the driveway. I soaked up the sun as much as I could, breathing in the fresh air. It'd be at least two weeks since the last time I'd was allowed to go outside. I drove to the grocery story at a slow pace. I didn't want to rush anything. I even went to the one farthest in the from our house. I grabbed a cart from outside, filling it with all our necessities... when I overheard two elderly woman having a conversation behind me.
"The poor thing you can tell just by looking at her. I mean look at her lip. Not to mention her cheek.. her makeup isn't doing much good."
"Of course it's nearly a hundred degrees outside. Who'd wear a sweater? I wonder what other bruises she's trying to hide."
I tried my best to ignore them. They were on the outside looking in... they didn't understand my situation. They would never understand why I stay... I left my cart, while wiping my tears away. I bumped into something hard.
"Woman, I'd prefer it if you'd watched where you're going."
I'd know that voice anywhere. .. "Sesshomaru? It's been so long what are you doing here?"
"Have lunch with me and I'll explain."
"Oh no I can't. My groceries."
"I'll have them delivered, just give them your address."
I should've said no, but I just couldn't help myself. I gave the delivery man my address and told him to drop it off an hour from now.
We sat in the cafe, the silence was awkward. He just stared at me, his amber orbs burning holes through me.
"Why is the cafe empty?" I asked him.
"I sent everyone home early."
"I own this cafe. Amongst many other establishments, such as the supermarket you were just in. That's why I left so many years ago. To take over my father's company after he had stepped down. But the company is doing very well at the moment, so I've decided to take a leave of absence."
"I see. When did you get back?" I asked.
"Two weeks ago. I didn't know you lived here."
"Yeah, my husband and I moved here from shibuya not to long ago."
He raised a brow. "Husband?"
"Yes, my husband."
He grabbed his tabled cloth, wiping it against my cheek. "So. How often does he hit you?"
I covered my cheek. "It's not what you think."
"Not what I think? The Kagome I know would have never settled like this."
I hung my head in shame. "You.. you don't understand. I'm not with him because I want to be.."
"So then what? What could be a good enough reason to stay with him and put yourself in harms way like this?"
"I can't tell you."
"Does your family know about this?"
I nodded. "And they let you stay with him?"
I gave him no response.
"As a childhood friend, take my advice and leave him before it's too late." He scribbled something on the napkin. "This is the hotel I'm staying at. Reach out to me when you're ready to stop being a weakling." He stormed out after that.
Sesshomaru was never one to hold back. I smiled, it was refreshing. Seeing him after all these years. I grabbed the napkin and stuffed it in my pocket. I quickly headed back to my car and drove home. I pulled into the driveway, but the groceries weren't on the porch... hmm guess he must be late. I took out my keys opening the front door. The house was entirely dark, the lights were out and the shades had been drawn. Suddenly the lamp was clicked on, starling me.
"H-honey what are you doing home so early?"
"It was slow at the hospital today, so I decided to come home early. I've answered your question, now you're going to answer mine. What were doing outside that you needed the groceries to be delivered and don't you dare lie to me." He was so close I could hear him breathing.
"I ran into an old friend today. They own the supermarket you see and they took care of the groceries for me."
His face softened. "Oh, ok. What's her name."
He instantly cut me off. "He? Oh so I see. You were out cheating on me is that it."
He grabbed me by my forearm. "No, that's not it at all. Please just let me explain."
He held onto my middle finger. "No. No more excuses."
"Kouga, don't please. AHHHHHHHH!" I slumped against the front door weeping. Clutching my broken finger.
"Now look what you made me do. That's the second time I've broken that finger. Don't move I'll get a splint."
Moments later he returned, splint in hand. I guess that's the good thing about having a doctor for a husband. He can fix you right after he's broken you. I bit the inside of my cheek to stop from screaming while he reset my finger and slid the splint on.
"What is that?"
I looked up at him. "What are you talking about?" I wasn't sure what I'd done this time.
"What is that sticking out of your front left pocket Kagome."
Oh god no... it was the napkin from the cafe.
"It's just a napkin." I said nonchalantly, trying to play it off.
"Give it to me."
"No." I don't think I've ever told him no.
"No.. I don't want to give it to you because earlier I'd blown my nose it. I must've forgotten to throw it out." I lied hoping he'd buy it.
"That's disgusting. Throw it away when your done unpacking the groceries."
"But my finger.."
"And? You have another hand, use it. Make it quick I want you in bed in 20 minutes."
I hastily unpacked all the bags. I'd wasted five minutes. I sprinted up the stairs into the shower. Wasting another ten minutes. The last time I didn't make his deadline he broke my nose. I slid into bed with three minutes to spare. He checked the time on the cable box.
"Good girl, now come here." He slid his hand under my nightgown. I knew better than to fight him off. I laid there and took it, just like a good girl would...
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