Inner Struggle
Author notes: This is my first fic! . I just wrote this fic from the middle of nowhere, well, at least I'm trying something new.. So plz try to be nice! =_=
Disclaimers: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! and their characters blah blah you know..
I stared at the cold reflective glass on the wall, my eyes were sad and full of tears, my arms covered with scratches and bruises. Bite marks lined up along my neck. The large T-shirt I was wearing was covered with blood and stains from who knows where. I continued to stare at the pale face on the mirror; it made me sick.
My legs were covered in dry blood, the pain between my legs kept getting worse. I continued to cry as I fell to my knees. All this was his fault.. my yami's fault. The ring was still around my neck, my hand reached for it. But the mystical glow seemed to react to my touch. I looked up at the mirror again to see my Yami. His cold evil eyes glared back at my innocent sad eyes.
Bakura licked his lips and gave me that strange look again, I hated that look, he just wants to use me, he doesn't care for me, and his heart is as cold as ice. He would never care for a worthless hikari like me, someone who can't fight back. All he ever does was abuse me and turned my life into a living hellhole.
I wanted to be loved by someone, to hug, to kiss, to embrace, and someone to turn to in times of need. But Bakura's definition of love is.. no.. I don't think he even knows what love is. If he "loved" someone or something, he'd take it by force by any means necessary. as for me; it's torture and rape.
He stepped behind me; his hands circled my neck, his fingers played with my hair. Bakura kneed to my height and whispered to my sensitive ear. "You're all mine sweet and innocent hikari.. all mine to touch." Crystal tears continued to run along side of my salty cheek. I didn't want to feel pain anymore; I hated the pain he gives me.
But in my mind somewhere, I still loved Bakura. I can't explain, my young tender heart still yearns for love from my darker side. But I'm afraid. Bakura turned me around; we stared into each other's gaze. He moved closer to my face, I was scared. closing my eyes in fear.. Our mouths were pressed against each other; he slipped his tongue into my mouth. He moaned loudly as his tongue swirled and explored the inside of my mouth.
Bakura pressed his hand on the back of my head closer to his. He forced me into a deeper kiss. My mind was rushing with thoughts and feelings. Should I love him back even after all that abuse? no. he's just using my body, he doesn't care about me.
Bakura separated his lips from mine, and licked his lips. He looked at my frail body from top to bottom and gave a smirk. I continued to shed tears as I lay on the cold floor. Bakura kneeled down to me and lifted my chin with his finger.
"I've broken you enough times this week hikari, shed all the tears for all I care. I'll give you a break. I don't want you dead. But I'll return to have my fun later," He smirked as he gave one final kiss and disappeared in the ring.
I curled into a ball on the cold floor. I sniffed violently and cried uncontrollably. My Yami broke me again.. The one I still have a heart for..
-I'm not sure if I should TRY continuing or let this fic go on its on. It depends on what reviews I get in the end. *sigh I hope you like the story! *doesn't know if it's good or not
Author notes: This is my first fic! . I just wrote this fic from the middle of nowhere, well, at least I'm trying something new.. So plz try to be nice! =_=
Disclaimers: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! and their characters blah blah you know..
I stared at the cold reflective glass on the wall, my eyes were sad and full of tears, my arms covered with scratches and bruises. Bite marks lined up along my neck. The large T-shirt I was wearing was covered with blood and stains from who knows where. I continued to stare at the pale face on the mirror; it made me sick.
My legs were covered in dry blood, the pain between my legs kept getting worse. I continued to cry as I fell to my knees. All this was his fault.. my yami's fault. The ring was still around my neck, my hand reached for it. But the mystical glow seemed to react to my touch. I looked up at the mirror again to see my Yami. His cold evil eyes glared back at my innocent sad eyes.
Bakura licked his lips and gave me that strange look again, I hated that look, he just wants to use me, he doesn't care for me, and his heart is as cold as ice. He would never care for a worthless hikari like me, someone who can't fight back. All he ever does was abuse me and turned my life into a living hellhole.
I wanted to be loved by someone, to hug, to kiss, to embrace, and someone to turn to in times of need. But Bakura's definition of love is.. no.. I don't think he even knows what love is. If he "loved" someone or something, he'd take it by force by any means necessary. as for me; it's torture and rape.
He stepped behind me; his hands circled my neck, his fingers played with my hair. Bakura kneed to my height and whispered to my sensitive ear. "You're all mine sweet and innocent hikari.. all mine to touch." Crystal tears continued to run along side of my salty cheek. I didn't want to feel pain anymore; I hated the pain he gives me.
But in my mind somewhere, I still loved Bakura. I can't explain, my young tender heart still yearns for love from my darker side. But I'm afraid. Bakura turned me around; we stared into each other's gaze. He moved closer to my face, I was scared. closing my eyes in fear.. Our mouths were pressed against each other; he slipped his tongue into my mouth. He moaned loudly as his tongue swirled and explored the inside of my mouth.
Bakura pressed his hand on the back of my head closer to his. He forced me into a deeper kiss. My mind was rushing with thoughts and feelings. Should I love him back even after all that abuse? no. he's just using my body, he doesn't care about me.
Bakura separated his lips from mine, and licked his lips. He looked at my frail body from top to bottom and gave a smirk. I continued to shed tears as I lay on the cold floor. Bakura kneeled down to me and lifted my chin with his finger.
"I've broken you enough times this week hikari, shed all the tears for all I care. I'll give you a break. I don't want you dead. But I'll return to have my fun later," He smirked as he gave one final kiss and disappeared in the ring.
I curled into a ball on the cold floor. I sniffed violently and cried uncontrollably. My Yami broke me again.. The one I still have a heart for..
-I'm not sure if I should TRY continuing or let this fic go on its on. It depends on what reviews I get in the end. *sigh I hope you like the story! *doesn't know if it's good or not