Author's Notes: This fic isn't about your typical Sakura Kinomoto who always had her fruitful family background and average happy lifestyle. Things are different here, that is why it is a fic. In this, she has a different side, a different story.

Depths of a Teenager

By: Tammy Super Girl

Although she was already nineteen years old, Sakura Kinomoto isn't as mature as everyone expected her to be. She used to think she was strong because she always manages to solve her problems and she ends up with a smiling face. Her friends thought she was the strongest among them, but little did everyone know that her dilemmas before were nothing compared to what she is going through now.

She fell in love with a boy who was always in love with her the moment he saw her. It took him four years waiting for her. She loved him with all her heart no matter what the others said. Everyone was breaking them off just because the guy has a shitty rich family who cares about no one else but themselves. They were the main people who were forcing them to separate…just because they want to acquire the bastard the guy had produced with his gold-digging ex-girlfriend. His family thinks that Sakura was a hindrance into getting what they want even if the guy had already abandoned the bastard.

Sakura's friends were temporary. The so called 'BFF' Best Friends Forever lasted for only six years. And the recent year was the last among the six. No one else supported her. They all forced upon her what they want to happen; what they want her to do. They never gave a single thought to what would make her heart rejoice. They acted as friends as what they know how. Even so, she never felt any sincere support coming from them. Everyone is selfish, even our leading lady. After falling into anxiety, she deleted her Facebook, her online Instant Messengers, and coldly left them. No one needed her anyways.

She never felt any companionship coming from her family; even so, she was once a high spirited teenager. She focused all her attention and affection towards her friends. Friendship, to her, was everything. Her friends were all she had ever since she was three. Now that everyone is gone, she fell into deeper anxiety.

Her College life was drifting. Due to her miseries, she can't concentrate and the consequence for her was flunking out of the University. When her mother found out about this, she got extremely furious and bullied her with harsh words. She stopped giving her money and she was forced to stop going to school at all.

She had no other choice but to stay in her room and sleep if the Sandman allows her. She forbade her boyfriend to visit her because she doesn't want him to be dragged down with her. He already has problems of his own. He has to deal with his shit family and he shouldn't carry any more of her load. Above all, he was on top of her anxiety sources. There was nothing her boyfriend did but to send her text messages begging her to respond.

She isn't as strong as a person should when it comes to miseries like these. She thought that all of these reasons are valid enough to commit suicide.

People around her came to know about this pathetic little plan. They somehow tried to talk her out of it but she was a closed door. She felt nothing but deep darkness and all exerting effort towards anything is a waste of time. Going out and meeting new people used to be her bread and butter but it has now become a futile hobby. She believed everything is temporary so she felt no hope upon anything that resolved into deciding that planning fresh goals are inadequate.

Sakura lied on her bed and blankly stared at her ceiling. The walls around her just felt like getting smaller. Even so, there is one thing she still wants...and it's been bugging her in her dreams lately.

"She wants to be with you…" A guy Sakura used to call a close friend mentioned outside of the University gates. "…Syaoran Li."

"Huh?" Syaoran, a tall dark brown haired boy was taken aback. "Why me?" He is not your typical confident rich kid. Everybody liked him because he was downright nice and humble. He is ultimately shy around women and he acts as if he doesn't know that he is extremely good looking. Almost every girl admires him. Girls don't chase him, they court him.

"Apparently, it's you she wants." The guy plainly reasoned. "Even so, she told me not to tell you. She said she doesn't want you to feel obliged about her about anything. She said it's just a wish she never really forced her self to acquire." The guy scowled a bit. "She really doesn't want you to do it, but I'm telling you to do it. Sakura was there for me when I was the one pathetic and I think it's only fair if I tell you what her dream is. Don't get too pressured though. It isn't your fault if you don't want to."

"S-Sakura's a very pretty girl. Loads of guys around her c-can...c-can be with her… Not me." Syaoran was stuttering. He was very much flattered but it is just not his thing. Women are not his thing. "Besides, she already has a boyfriend and I am sort of close friends with the guy, wouldn't that be rude?"

"It's okay." The guy patted his shoulder and left.

Sakura's nameless boyfriend finally gave up on pulling her out of her bed. She thinks he finally moved on with his own shit life.

Sakura, one night, jumped to her feet and dressed up in her favorite black off shoulder cocktail dress. After weeks of moping, she's finally going out tonight. She was invited to this ball and she thinks it's fine to have one dashing night out before hitting off to her deathbed. She felt a little better knowing that Syaoran would be there as well. It's going to be nice to see him one last time.

She arrived at the ball alone. No one was there to accompany her and she didn't ask anyone to. She put up a healthy smile and walked up to the grand staircase. She thought it was like a fairytale. It's going to be Sakurella night.

The first man she noticed was Syaoran. He was standing by the front double doors when he gave her a nervous smile. She politely smiled back at him. She felt like it is okay to go home now that she saw him.

To be continued…