Insane T.R

Part 13

This chapter will be ruff!!! Mentions of abuse, mentally. This might be a spoiler for those who haven't watched episode 13!!

read at your own risk!!

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A few days later, takemichi went back to the present because he managed to get Emi out of TDC and away from kisaki. He went back and was able to see hinata, before akkun crashed the car into hers killing both him and hinata in front of takemichi.

IN THE PRESENT

Emi was in the middle of a interview. Instead of taking over her family's business she became one of japans top models. Emi masakio was a name known everywhere, she was in newspapers, on billboards. Every male crushed on her and wished to be with her, every female was inspired by her or envious of her.

She had been on many photoshoots, commercials, her social media was off the charts but nobody knew of her past life. They didn't know of cherry, the rebellious girl that shed many tears in the past, her history of going to juvie was wiped from the data boards. They didn't know of the massive heartbreak she had went through.

Bright lights flashed in front of the red head as she was brought back to the future. Emi sat with a nice wine colored dress, She had a bright smile on her face which was a instant fake. She wore makeup that complemented her light freckles, her lips were smooth and glossy. But her hazel eyes bore no life, they were life-less.

"Welcome back, now, i want to introduce someone who is extremely beautiful, and sweet. She was featured in fashion shows across the world. Please welcome, Emi Masakio!" the host spoke her bright smile shined as emi walked in and took a seat on the sofa rather quickly.

"thank you for having me, taikia" emi waved at the crowd.

The host put on her sly face, as she had found some information that she has been dying to announce, plus the show was live. "so emi, i've heard that you have finally announced you were engaged, but you keep him as a mystery. Why?"

Emi faked a laugh as she forced a bright grin on her face, "i know everyone has been dying to know but i'd rather keep him a secret. more so for his privacy" she spoke.

"well, their is a rumor going around that we would like you to confirm" taikia smiled, and emi nodded her head and hummed. "are you pregnant?"

Emi expected this question which is why she came onto the show in the first placed. she stood up making the crowd gasp as she placed a hand on her plum tummy that showed she was indeed pregnant. Emi sat back in the chair as everyone began to clap. "their it is true i am pregnant."

"may i ask how does it feel? to know you are pregnant with the someone you truly love"

Emi's smile almost dropped at those words. Flashbacks of the past 12 years of her life flashed before her eyes. her best friends, her sister, her father. Then one scene that wanted to make tears spill, mitsuya. the last time she saw him 12 years ago when everything in her life changed.

"well, me and my fiance have been together for 12 years. So i am excited, for our magical wedding, to having a family of our own" emi lied right through her teeth.

"well, i have sources say that you weren't always a goodie two shoes" taikia says with a sly smirk and she held up a picture of a symbol. Her eyes widen at how they managed to find out that sort of information. "sources says when you were younger. you were once a vice leader of toman that used to be ran by manjiro sano and ken ryuguji." she says putting her chin on her palm.

Emi's face showed no emotion, her smile was still their and her eyes held nothing. "no, your source is wrong" emi says sternly. "whoever, decided to try and find something about my past has no life. The fact they can't accept my backstory is crazy. As well as you, you are trying to gain a reaction from me, well i know all about your little scheme taikia. As well as you portraying me as some delinquent." emi snapped.

Taikia face screwed up in annoyance. "what are you talking about?"

"i'm sure the whole japan knows you are envious of me." emi smirked.

"i know, your just upset you only placed top three of america's most beautiful models" taikia tried to recover.

"Not at all, because i represent japan's most beautiful model. Now you have gotten what you wanted i will take my leave. stress isn't good for my baby" emi stood and bowed before she walked off the set and out the building all in one where she got into an all black car.

When she got home she took a deep breath but basically jumped out of her skin at the voice of her fiance."your trending already?" his cunning voice spoke. emi dropped her head not making contact with the man.

"i tried to cover up as much as i could-"

"well it wasn't enough!" he threw the glass on the floor and she quickly got the broom and dustpan and got on her knees to clean it. "this right here, makes my day, all the time, watching your self confidence crumble to the ground. pathetic."

"my sister? can i see my sister" emi bowed her head. her long red hair casting over her face. "i want to see her and my nephew please" emi begged.

This was her new life, she had no self confidence. No self respect. nothing, She wasn't the same person she was 12 years ago. She was broken, she hasn't seen her first love in 12 years, the man she calls her fiance had her father killed because she was disobedent. He helped run toman now, he had connections she couldn't do anything without him knowing. Her sister was able to get married to the man she truly loved and have a child with him but it wasn't the same for her. Nari and her child went missing not to long ago and she knew it was because of her fiance, she was alone.

she didn't have mikey, draken, or mitsuya to save her.

She was a slave. No she was his slave, Shuji hanma's personal slave.

Hanma stood behind his pregnant fiance, her ass on full display for him as she begged. A cunning smile on his face as he put his foot on her back making her put her hands on the floor so her face won't touch the glass but that couldn't be said for her bleeding hands. He knew better to harm her because she was carrying his child. But he loved to rub it in her face that he has made her his.