(Nagisas pov)

"Nagisa darling, I'm sorry about earliar. But you must understand how you hurt me by not listening." Her voice was soft yet I still sensed something in it.

"It's fine mom...I know that I'm just causing you problems..."

"Well, get dressed, make yourself look pretty, someone's coming over." She smiled handing me a frilly pink dress.

"Who?" I asked. I whimpered as she unraveled the bandages, revealing my eye. I still can't see out of it. It's been a week already...I haven't spoken to karma...mom smashed my phone...I can't go to school.

She started applying make up to my eye wound. Everything was so blurry.

"Just someone who's going to help you pay me back." I saw that evil in her eyes, that danger.

The shackles, the chains, everything that was slowly loosing grip, had gripped hard, refusing to leave.

I'm just like a marrianete in her eyes. She knows the strings all to well...

Before I realised, she had fully dressed me, brushed and styled my hair, and even put a little make up on me...

Any pride I had as a man, has now plummeted.

I heard the doorbell, and jumped at hearing it.

"Stay here Darling. It's him."

Him? What's she got up her sleeve now?

I sat on my bed. I glanced over to the pocket mirror and use it to look at my eyes.

The one looked so washed out and dull, anyone could mistake me for dead.

How can she do this? How does it seem alright?!

"Nagisa. This is the nice man I was telling you about." She walked into the room, a fairly disgusting looking man following her. He was looking at me with theese eyes that were making me uncomfortable.

I noticed my mom holding a big wad of cash. She smiled when I noticed.

"If my daughter sincerely wants to be a WHORE and sleep around, I'll help you!" She yelled angrily.

...WAIT WHAT?! WHAT DID SHE DO?! WHO IS THIS?! NO...SHE'S KIDDING?!... SHE'S...she's kidding?! Right?...

"MOM! T TOLD YOU KARMA AND I DIDN'T DO ANYTHI-" I was cut of as the disgusting man, pushed his lips at my forcefully.

I was despret to push him away, but the more I squirmed the more he came onto me.

I have no control.

I saw my mom leave, holding the big wad of cash.

DID SHE SERIOUSLY SELL ME LIKE I'M A PROSTITUTE?! NO, GOTTA IGNORE THAT, I NEED TO FIND A WAY TO GET HIM OF.

I kept letting my guard down, I let it down so much that he managed to take control of me.

And now I've lost my focus in thought, yet with each disgusting position he's putting me, my mind is starting to go blank. I can't think, and I can't talk.

I suddenly snapped out of my daze, when I realised where he was about to enter.

The amounts of pain I had already recived had increased.

Karma...Help...

(Karmas pov)

"Achoo~" I sniffed. Someone must be talking about me.

Good things I hope.

I sighed, looking at the bloody knife I was grasping in my hand. I glanced down at my thigh now looking at my sliced skin.

I let out a shaked sigh, putting the knife on my bedside table.

I cleaned of my wounds, and put my school pants on.

Now your probably wondering why? 'Karma aren't you aroused by pain?' Or 'Karma why are you cutting?' Blah blah blah, thoose questions. Well--

You try killing 3 people and not feel like your going batshit crazy. It feels like the only self control I have. I will admit it's a nice feeling that knife digging into my skin, brushing against each layer. The sort of self control I can't feel most of the time. So in conclusion, I do it so I don't go crazy. Some people count down from 1000 to keep sanity, but that's only good when your being tortured physically.

Why am I waiting my time explaining myself? I gotta get to school.

I stood up, my thighs were hurting so bad. But that's the point. I grabbed my school bag and made my way to school.

Nagisa hasn't been at school for a week. He hasn't texted me for a week, he hasn't texted anybody in a week.

Something tells me he's in trouble, but I have to avoid that feeling, he could just be on a trip or something. There are lots of reasons, so I can't just assume.

I got up the E mountin, sighing in relief.

Koro-sensei was acting weird again. So was Ms.Vitch. Karasuma was on a buisness trip, and half of the class were acting a little...shook? (sHoOk )

My curiosity got the best of me.

"Hey Isogai. Why's everyone so shaken up?"

"Seriously? You dragged me out here to ask me that? Well, I suppose since Kayano killed herself,  Nakamura doesn't even come to school anymore, and Nagisa has mysteriously disappeared. It's kinda scary."

"Then why isn't Koro-sensei looking for them?"

"I'm not sure-- A-anyway I should get going-"

"YUMA~! Where'd you run of too."

"Oh, Maehara is looking for you."

"Yeah..." He had a blushed tint in his cheeks.

"I'm not gonna hold you here. Go hang out with Maehara." I sighed.

"R-really? Okay, thanks Karma." He ran of happily, eventually linking hands with Maehara.

Yeah, I know the feeling aswell.

(Nagisas pov)

The disgusting man left...He left and gave my mom even more money.

She didn't come to check on me, she didn't even shout out, the cash she was counting was more important.

More to the point, the imense pain I was feeling was agonising.

Asshole didn't even use a lubricant, he went in dry, not to mention that was my first time. It felt so disgusting. I hated every minute.
And now I can barely move. I'd have sooner died than experience that...I'm pretty sure my mother and him just broke alot of laws. Rape, prostitution, child abuse, Fucking an underage kid, not to mention the astronomical lack of consent...but it's no like anyone cares...Dammit...

I wanted my first time to be with Karma...

Oki
Nobody kill me for this chapter. Bc of you do you won't know how the story end so ha! If anyone laughed during this chapter at all,  there is something wrong with you. So yuh.