Paradise (doukoto)

Him

  Kotoha woke up in a plush bed. As she got up she soon realized it was Douma's bed, It was massive and soft like something fit for a god. Kotoha tried to sit up and recollect her thoughts and was quickly met with her whole body aching. Someone must of patched her up when she was sleep she though as she traced the hem of the bandages in confusion.Kotoha was stuck in this fluffy prison of a bed for now.

 She looked at the white ceiling with tears pouring down her face as she finally recalled the night prior. Why had she not died yet, Does he want to eat her alive, Maybe torture her for a bit, Does he like his meal with a side of fear? Despite the pain, she shot up with one objective in mind.

She had to escape 

 Quickly she jumped off the bed ignoring her body cries of agony as she looked for a window or a door. The room was filled with colorful tapestry and large chests. Sadly no windows but her eyes darted to the side of a room with a large door. She jumped up and dashed to the side of the room were it was located and crashed into the door pulling it as hard as she could ignoring her aching limbs and the pounding in her head only to be disappointed that it was in fact locked from the inside.

 She fell into a pile on the floor in frustration. She was surely going to die and Inosuke was probably scared and needed her. Kotoha had let him down. She let everyone down. Kotoha curled up into a ball and drifted off into sleep.

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ko.....t

koto.......

kot......oha

KOTOHA!!

Kotoha jumped up as she looked around dazed. Her eyes were puffy and dark from crying so much. 

"Are you feeling better my dear," Someone spoke with a sickly familiar voice.

Kotoha turned around to see the last person she wanted to. heterochromatic eyes locked in on her. She just realized she was in his lap. The lap of the man who murders innocent girls, The lap of the man who eats the innocent girls, The lap of a demon. Kotoha couldn't help but tremble, She felt caged like she was in a bears den.

"Did I startle you," He hummed while combing his hands through her hair with such intimacy it made her stomach turn. Did he forget what he had done!?

He abruptly stopped playing with her hair to pull her into a hug. What use to be a kind gesture was more than intimidating now, She realized just how big he was, how easily he towered over her. It made her feel small and helpless.

"How could you act like nothing happened," She said in a shaky voice giving less venom then she wanted.

"I'm not acting like nothing happened," He hummed rocking her in his lap.

"Y-you killed those girls.. you're a murderer," She screamed. 

"And your not?" 

"What.."

"You killed Inosuke did you not?"

"No..hes-"

"You threw him off a cliff dear"

Her face paled as she quickly crawled out of his lap and onto the floor followed by a loud thud. Her face was on fire and tears threatened to fall. 

"Did you really think you were saving him from me?," He spoke amused by her stupidity as he got up.

Kotoha let out a choked sob as douma grabbed her waist and hoisted her up setting her on the bed carefully,The plush and cold of the covers contrasting her face, only being cooled by her tears. She was truly inconsolable.

Douma let out a defeated sigh as he walk to the door to give her space.

"you're just like him." She spoke softly as she choked back her cries. She didn't know if she wanted him to hear it or not.

"Like who?" He spoke an intrigued tone.

"...."

"Your husband?" Douma questioned as he walked toward her.

 Kotoha covered her face with her dominate hand even remembering her ex-husband was enough to make her cry and she knew what she said was wrong. Douma had never struck her even when she made mistakes, he never yelled at her so hard that her head started to ring and pound or gave her a dirty look when she couldn't complete a simple task, He never made her feel stupid.

"That's not fair," he said softly, sitting beside her on the bed.

 Her vision went blurry again as she looked at him, she couldn't control herself anymore, She quickly turned away from Douma and covered her face as she sobbed again. She killed Inosuke. Her pride and joy. Her everything.

Douma quietly was by her side as she cried,Seeing her so sad mad him very uncomfortable.