Kind of got this idea from BrokenDragon's fics Serena's Secret and Why….Daddy?
Thank you BD!
(Wow, I said Thank you)
Warnings: Cutting and physical child abuse
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Haruka stomped through her apartment, removing her bags, shoes, and t-shirt all the way to her room. She slammed the door behind her, and tossed herself face down unto her bed. She had started doing this often in the last few week and worried Michiru half to death, but she said nothing to her. Her other friends thought she just had an attitude, but that was not so.
Her life was a mess, after she almost killed herself dirt bike racing, she got into fights daily and even with Michiru.
Her fights and problems were things people did not understand and probably never will.
Her past….
She got up out of her bed, groaning deeply and walked out of her room towards the bathroom, looking around for signs if anyone was home.
Satisfied, she closed the door of the bathroom leaving is slightly ajar, and removed a pocketknife from her back pocket. She flicked it open and watched as it glistened and reflected the light off the sharp silver steel.
She then, unbuttoned her cuffs and rolls the sleeve up her arm reveling week old scars to year old scars. She looked for a vacant spot on the lower part of her arm, finding one she mad two small one inch long cuts. She closed her eyes and let her self-inflicted pain try to over come the pain in her heart.
After a second or two, she opened her eyes and saw two small streams running down her arm.
She felt herself smile slightly, and turned on the water, she ran the blade over it and watched it turn a very light pink then clear again. Nest, she put her arm under and the water turned pink again. She waited until the water cleared and the bandaged her arm.
As she was cleaning the area around the sink, she heard the front door open.
"Haruka?" It was Michiru, Haruka heard her place the keys on the coffee table and began walking to the bathroom. Haruka threw the tissue into the toilet, rolled down her sleeve, flush the toilet and then place the pocketknife into her back pocket.
Before Michiru even turned the doorknob, Haruka opened it almost hitting her in the face.
"Sorry." She mumbled her eyes down, not looking once at Michiru's face.
"What's wrong?" Michiru followed as Haruka began picking up the items she discarded earlier.
"Nothing."
"Haruka…"
"I said nothing!" She threw the items onto her bed, she was yelling again. "Michiru…leave me alone."
"Ha-"
"Just stop," She walked to her long time love embracing her, "You'll never understand what I'm going through…"
"If you just tell me I might." She backed up, running her fingers through the other girl's short dirty blonde hair. "If you let me, love, I can try."
"I love you Michiru, but…it's so confusing." She set on the bed, her head down hand clasped together between her legs.
"Honey…" Michiru embraced her.
"I'm fine Mich. I'm fine."
There was then silence between them.
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Flash Back
"It's your fault you mother died! You killed her!"
Little Haruka about the age of eight sat on the edge of the bed her head down, she was wearing a black velvet dress with ruffles and white less, her head id in two pig tail held together by two black ribbon. Her father was pacing back and forth in a black suit twisting his tie in his hands.
"If it wasn't for you, she would be alive right now!" He continued yelling getting closer to her.
"She died coming for you!"
"I-it was a drunk driver…" She tried to defend herself.
"Drunk diver? DUNK DRIVER?!" He tilted her head back making her looking into his eyes.
"That's what the police…"
"I don't give a DAMN about the police!" He spat in her face.
"If you hadn't call she would have missed that 'drunk diver;' she would be ALIVE!"
He continued to scream, again walking back and forth.
'My Fault?' She thought to herself, 'Yes, my fault. I killed my mommy!'
Then, it happened, she was knocked out of her world when her father launched at her, his tie around her throat!
She tried to get him off of her, get the tie off of her neck. She clawed at him, kicked at him. No use.
He grabbed her pillow and covered her face with it, holding down tightly. "You fault!" echoed through the pillow. She began getting weak; she could not hold her breath any longer.
She was dying….
End of flash Back
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"Haruka!" Someone was shaking her, "Haruka! Wake up!"
Her eyes fluttered opened, everything was blurry but then came into focus. "Wh-what?"
"Thank God!" She looked around to see the girls there.
"You had stopped breathing Ruka." She looked at Usagi.
"I did?"
"Yes." Everyone said at once.
"Oh….." She could not think her brain was blank; all she could do was plop back down and stare at the ceiling.
"What is going on Haruka?" Michiru took her lovers hand creasing it against her cheek.
"You…you wouldn't understand."
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Wow, 3 fics in just 2 days!