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Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
6
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2,253
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8
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chapter 5
I know this is a really bad stopping point sorry about that ……..Thanks reviewers sorry that I put Sam before hope it doesn’t happen again if it does plz tell me and I’ll try not to talk to my brother while I am typing next time.
Inuyasha stared at the woman for a full minute, trying to make sense of what she’d said. She was obviously delirious. Her face was pale. No telling how long that noose had been around her neck. Could very well have blocked desperately needed oxygen to her brain. “ Where’s your phone?” he asked hurriedly. “I need to call an ambulance.”
Kagome’s eyes widened. Phone? Ambulance? She was alive! Relief flooded her, and she wondered again why she’d ever considered ending her life in the first place. To think she’d almost succeeded! Wasn’t that just her luck? Just when she’d found the strength to go on living, she’d come close to killing herself by accident.
She bolted upright, trying to disentangle herself from the cords and tassels. “Please don’t call anyone, “ she said, too embarrassed to look the stranger, even as she wondered how he happened to be there. “You have no idea what I’ve already been through.”
“You need medical attention, lady.” And a damn good psychiatrist, he thought. This woman made his mother’s antics seem normal.
I’m fine, really.” Kagome scrambled to her feet but swayed, no doubt from the two head injuries she’d received. He caught her up before her legs, which felt as if they were made of mashed sweet potatoes, folded beneath her. The noose, still around her neck although no longer constricted, was an annoyance, but she was more concerned with the sudden pain in her ankle as she tried to steady herself. “I think I twisted my ankle,” she said. “I must’ve landed on it wrongtherther than that, I’m okay.” Well, not really, she thought. Her head throbbed. It felt as though the state of Texas was sitting on top of her skull.
All at once, Kagome realized the man was still holding her in his arms. The way Koga had held her when he’d carried her over the threshold on their wedding night. Oh, this was all wrong, she thought. It was simply not done. Why, it reeked of impropriety, and Kagome Abernathy had been raised like a lady. Her poor mother was probably rolling over in her grave at this very moment.
“Please put me down, sir,” she said in her best well-bred voice.
He eased her to the floor. “Can you stand?”
“Why, I certainly can.” She pulled free of him and drew herself up primly, dusting off her clothes and taking care not to put all her weight on her sore ankle. “My, I must look a mess. You’ll have to excuse my appearance.”
Inuyasha looked in disbelief as she hobbled about, holding her head as though afraid it would fall off and trying to walk out the soreness in her foot. The still-attached noose from dragged a piece of the ceiling beam after her. “It would probably be easier for you to get around if you removed that noose from you neck,” he said, sarcasm creeping into his voice. His initial fear had waned, now that he knew she wasn’t going to be carried out in a body bag, and he suddenly felt like shaking her.
Kagome regarded him as she fumbled with the tassels.
“There is no cause for rudeness. I’m obviously ill-prepared to receive guests at this time, so perhaps we can meet again under more favorable circumstances.” Yes, that’s what she’d do. She’d whip her special chicken salad and cucumber sandwiches and invite him to a little housewarming gala once she managed to get the place in shape. But she could not worry about that right now. She had more important business to take care of.
Inuyasha gazed back in pure astonishment as realization hit him. “Kagome Higuarse,” he said, wondering why he hadn’t recognized her the minute he’d laid eyes on her. She was still as pretty as she’d been in high school. Her hair, the color of a black crow, was shorter, barely touching her shoulders and turning undlighlightly at the ends. Her eyes were the same sparkling blue, and she hadn’t lost the figure had looked so good In a cheerleader’s skirt and the gown she’d won when she been crowned homecoming queen. “ And I’d appreciate it of you’d stop looking at me as though I’m crazy,” she went on. “I’m perfectly sane, and I wouldn’t be in such a predicament had I not been pushed to the brink. The absolute brink,” she added. Waving her arms dramatically as she almost shouted the words. She paused abruptly. He knew her Maiden name. “ Have we met?”
He wasn’t surprised that she didn’t remember him. “I grew up next door. We went to the same high school.” His mouth took an unpleasant twist. “We didn’t exactly run with the same crowd.”
Your Soar Truancy’s son,” Kagome sad at last.
“Inuyasha “
“So you remember.” He wondered just how much she remembered.
Kagome had a sudden image of a good-looking adolescent with dark hair and what mothers had called bedroom eyes in those days. Those brown eyes, heavily lidded with thick, dark lashes, gave him a lazy, come-Hitler look that had lured more than one high school girls into the back seat of a his car.
“stay away from that boy,” her mother had warned.
“You so much as walk on the same side of the street with him, and you can kiss your reputation goodbye. And you can’t blame his parents. They’re decent, God- fearing Christians.
Inuyasha stared at the woman for a full minute, trying to make sense of what she’d said. She was obviously delirious. Her face was pale. No telling how long that noose had been around her neck. Could very well have blocked desperately needed oxygen to her brain. “ Where’s your phone?” he asked hurriedly. “I need to call an ambulance.”
Kagome’s eyes widened. Phone? Ambulance? She was alive! Relief flooded her, and she wondered again why she’d ever considered ending her life in the first place. To think she’d almost succeeded! Wasn’t that just her luck? Just when she’d found the strength to go on living, she’d come close to killing herself by accident.
She bolted upright, trying to disentangle herself from the cords and tassels. “Please don’t call anyone, “ she said, too embarrassed to look the stranger, even as she wondered how he happened to be there. “You have no idea what I’ve already been through.”
“You need medical attention, lady.” And a damn good psychiatrist, he thought. This woman made his mother’s antics seem normal.
I’m fine, really.” Kagome scrambled to her feet but swayed, no doubt from the two head injuries she’d received. He caught her up before her legs, which felt as if they were made of mashed sweet potatoes, folded beneath her. The noose, still around her neck although no longer constricted, was an annoyance, but she was more concerned with the sudden pain in her ankle as she tried to steady herself. “I think I twisted my ankle,” she said. “I must’ve landed on it wrongtherther than that, I’m okay.” Well, not really, she thought. Her head throbbed. It felt as though the state of Texas was sitting on top of her skull.
All at once, Kagome realized the man was still holding her in his arms. The way Koga had held her when he’d carried her over the threshold on their wedding night. Oh, this was all wrong, she thought. It was simply not done. Why, it reeked of impropriety, and Kagome Abernathy had been raised like a lady. Her poor mother was probably rolling over in her grave at this very moment.
“Please put me down, sir,” she said in her best well-bred voice.
He eased her to the floor. “Can you stand?”
“Why, I certainly can.” She pulled free of him and drew herself up primly, dusting off her clothes and taking care not to put all her weight on her sore ankle. “My, I must look a mess. You’ll have to excuse my appearance.”
Inuyasha looked in disbelief as she hobbled about, holding her head as though afraid it would fall off and trying to walk out the soreness in her foot. The still-attached noose from dragged a piece of the ceiling beam after her. “It would probably be easier for you to get around if you removed that noose from you neck,” he said, sarcasm creeping into his voice. His initial fear had waned, now that he knew she wasn’t going to be carried out in a body bag, and he suddenly felt like shaking her.
Kagome regarded him as she fumbled with the tassels.
“There is no cause for rudeness. I’m obviously ill-prepared to receive guests at this time, so perhaps we can meet again under more favorable circumstances.” Yes, that’s what she’d do. She’d whip her special chicken salad and cucumber sandwiches and invite him to a little housewarming gala once she managed to get the place in shape. But she could not worry about that right now. She had more important business to take care of.
Inuyasha gazed back in pure astonishment as realization hit him. “Kagome Higuarse,” he said, wondering why he hadn’t recognized her the minute he’d laid eyes on her. She was still as pretty as she’d been in high school. Her hair, the color of a black crow, was shorter, barely touching her shoulders and turning undlighlightly at the ends. Her eyes were the same sparkling blue, and she hadn’t lost the figure had looked so good In a cheerleader’s skirt and the gown she’d won when she been crowned homecoming queen. “ And I’d appreciate it of you’d stop looking at me as though I’m crazy,” she went on. “I’m perfectly sane, and I wouldn’t be in such a predicament had I not been pushed to the brink. The absolute brink,” she added. Waving her arms dramatically as she almost shouted the words. She paused abruptly. He knew her Maiden name. “ Have we met?”
He wasn’t surprised that she didn’t remember him. “I grew up next door. We went to the same high school.” His mouth took an unpleasant twist. “We didn’t exactly run with the same crowd.”
Your Soar Truancy’s son,” Kagome sad at last.
“Inuyasha “
“So you remember.” He wondered just how much she remembered.
Kagome had a sudden image of a good-looking adolescent with dark hair and what mothers had called bedroom eyes in those days. Those brown eyes, heavily lidded with thick, dark lashes, gave him a lazy, come-Hitler look that had lured more than one high school girls into the back seat of a his car.
“stay away from that boy,” her mother had warned.
“You so much as walk on the same side of the street with him, and you can kiss your reputation goodbye. And you can’t blame his parents. They’re decent, God- fearing Christians.