A/n: A very short dabble, that will not become any full developed story. Sorry, this was just a whim. I thought what if Sakura was an addict, would she give drugs up for her most beloved, Li?
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"Addict"
She need it. It always made her feel something, anything. So what if she dropped out of college? So what if most of her friends stopped talking to her? They didn't understand a thing, never even tried. All anyone ever saw was the surface, only cared about the skin deep, and she was tired of feeling nothing. Even he didn't care. Sakura had thought that he would try, didn't he always say how much he loved her? It was a lie, she thought, remembering the way he looked at her. His eyes were like two drops of soft sunlight as it set, burning her with hopelessness and regret. No, he didn't love her, or he wouldn't have left her there alone. She had stopped fighting when he left, stopped caring about everything. That had been the first time that she let herself go, no longer holding back. It had almost cost her life, but she couldn't help smiling in remembrance. Closing her eyes, she let the memory take her. A rush of pleasure came rushing in, aftershocks and flashbacks. She bit her lip, and threw her head back as she let out a moan. Hands running down her arms, she began to dig her nails in. They didn't understand.
Slowly Sakura opened her eyes and dropped her hands to her sides. Red angry lines ran up and down her arms, stinging only slightly, a few began to bleed. He didn't understand… She loved him so much, but she needed it. How could she face the day without it? The night even? Why couldn't he see that? If… if's were for fools and dreamers… but if… no. She couldn't think that way, because if didn't and wouldn't exist. She had chosen it over him, over everyone and everything.
But… what if she didn't? Would she have been happier? The birds began to sign and she blinked away the tears. The place was lovely, and she had a choice. She could take a step through the Iron Gate, or turn around. So what she lost everything, right? Right?
She needed…
She wanted…
What if it didn't turn out this way…
She closed her eyes again and took a step…
She need… Him.
Slowly she took another step, then another, then another until she was within the building.
"Welcome to Tomoeda Drug Rehab Center, how may I help you?"
"Yes, I would like to check myself in…"
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A/n: yeah... kind of dark now that I think about it.
