Author's note: I've been thinking about this type of story for quite a while now, so, finally I decided to put into words–if I even can, I'll try my best. This story is strongly and mainly Sasuke x Sakura, my favorite couple of all times–Viva SasuSaku. Other couples might be to some other's dislike, but then again, this is a SasuSaku story, so if you read this, don't expect the other mostly-used couples.
Dedication: I dedicate this story to Nana, to those with low self-esteem problems and to those who self-harm themselves for any special reason.
Warning: Rated M for strong language and self-physique-harm.
Twisted-Prodigies Present–
This is our Reality
Prologue–Shattered
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Have you ever felt like you've crumbled down into pieces? Have you ever witnessed the reason you live for die in your hands, and knowing it was your entire fault and no one else's? Is love really beautiful, as anyone dare says when they're with their supposed loved one? What if they lost that someone, would they still think it is beautiful? People say things, but they don't mean it–or they do, but only for a little while. Nothing lasts forever, I know that by much.
I know what a shattered heart feels like. I'm the mere example of self-hurting. Do you feel hurt? Do you feel betrayed by your own actions? Do you want to end everything? If someone handed you a pill that would kill instantly, would you take it?
Beautiful is something I am no longer, not even pretty or cute–I remember both of them used to call me all that. Ugly and disastrous are the words that would best describe my current self. However, it wasn't always like this. I did this to myself, and I don't regret it.
Family, what is it again? Do you consider family the people who share your same blood, or perhaps the people who you trust the most and consider part of your family? I've none. All of them, everyone I know, lost any type of hope in me, any faith in my recuperation. I'm a lost cause.
Suffering and punishing myself for all the mistakes I've done. To punish myself for the death of Gaara, my beloved brother, and Naruto, the love of my life; it was my entire fault. If it wasn't for me, they'd still be alive.
Sakura Haruno
P.S. If someone offered you their hand, would you take it?
The night was cold. It was dark, where no stars shone upon. Her days were just that way; they never changed, refusing to let her live a life full of light. The shadows that enclosed her heart would never disperse. Guilt and pain struck her blackened life, hurting her even more. Each day she sank deeper into the life of never-ending pain. It was her fault, she did this to herself. Her will of life was weak, she wanted to die. Promises are meant to be broken–except those made upon loved ones. Promises of the dead are meant to never be broken. Promise me, Sakura. His voice rang in her ears. That you will live. Darkness–a pitch black void of nothingness, would there ever be a cure, would there ever be an escape?
Author's note: So, did ya'll like it? I think its crappy. The next chapter will definitely be longer, this was just a small intro to it.
Please Review, it'd mean a lot to me.
- Andy.