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Had they made love? Or was he abusing what she felt towards him?
Sakura lay atop her bed, staring up at her blank ceiling without an answer, thinking over the events that occurred just hours before. She was sore all over, her clothes a tangled mess on the floor boards. She hadn't bothered to leave her room the entire day, and she should've been starving, but she felt nothing, save for the achy pains on her wrists. Her mind flashed back to what happened again and again.
"Just tell me if you don't want this," he cooed over and over as he planted kisses on her lips and pale neck, pinning her against a wall with his torso, keeping back her hands with a strong grip. His right hand was free exploring, feeling up on every inch of her quivering body. But she couldn't bring herself to say anything, torn by confusion. Isn't this what she really wanted?
But she didn't. As much as she cared for him, loved him even, this was far from what she ever hoped to share with him.
He pressed his forehead against hers, dark orbs gazing into wide green eyes. "This is what you wished for," he whispered, pulling back to pick her up and take her to her room. He placed her gently on her bed, stripping off his shirt. "Take them off."
Tears began to roll down her face, falling to the side and wetting her pink strands of hair. How could she had been so weak? Why hadn't she spoken up?
He forced his way inside of her, tearing her hymen and making her bleed. "You're so tight," he moaned out as he thrust as deeply as possible as he could, while she clenched her teeth, holding back a hiss of pain. He was bruising her hips, pinching and teasing higher up. Yet she remained as quiet as possible. She wanted him happy, didn't she?
Her weak sobs were muffled by her pillow, not wanting her parents to hear her like this, a mess. How could he even violate her? Nobody would dare believe that someone of his class would even lay a hand on her.
Dark spikes were tugged at slightly as Sasuke turned back to look at her, a messy heap on a bloodstained bed. He smiled smugly, saying "I'll see you tomorrow, Sakura-chan."