"Don't touch me."

"Aww..babe, don't be like that." He slurred in reply, tottering forward, a bottle of whiskey in one hand. "It was just a party."

"A party that you decided to go to with another woman." She pointed out primly. No, she refused to let her anger get the best of her. Not now, at least. There would be plenty of time for that later, when InuBaka was out of her apartment.

"She's just a friend." Inuyasha insisted, following her as she stalked into her walk in kitchen.

"And since when do friends decide to have sex, Inuyasha?" she spat back. Screw self-control, she was losing it. "Does our relationship mean anything to you? Or are you just here for the sex and the free food?"

"Kags.."

"No. You don't have the right to call me that anymore. Get out. Now."

Inuyasha's face twisted into something ugly, more primitive, and within seconds she was pinned to the nearest wall, his hands around her throat, the whiskey bottle discarded. Gasping, she feebly clawed at the grip, gouging into his skin as deeply as she could, but he showed no response to it. If anything, his grip grew tighter.

"Listen here, bitch." He snapped. "You're mine. No one else's. And you'd damn well remember that."

With that said, he grabbed his bottle of whiskey, (or what was left of it, anyway), and left, making sure to slam the door behind him.

Kagome heaved on the floor, fighting against both the black spots at the edges of her vision and the angry tears that threatened to spill over.

She was trapped, and she knew it. There was no happily ever after, no way out.

Inuyasha had made sure of that.