Shatter
Disclaimer – If I was good enough to write all those comic series and television series that they have out there, then I don't think I deserved a C for English on my report card. But unfortunately, I did get a C, and I probably did deserve it. So no, I do not own CCS.
AN – This is a one shot story because I really can't be bothered to write stories with chapters. I will continue on the two other stories soon (I hope). I'm really sorry if I don't have them up in a bit; I'm too lazy. One more week to school and I've got a pile of homework waiting for me to dig in.
19:25
30th of August, 2003
Clearwater Bay Beach, Hong Kong
He was a player, and she knew this all too well. What made her take him in again? The number one rule to relationships: trust. They never had it. From the day she met him, she knew he was a bad boy, a player, a heartbreaker. Memories flooded her head. The first day they met. It was her first time at a club. She walked through the door and there he was, bumping into her. Love at first site, she believe. Then she smiled, remembering the time when he asked her out, their first kiss… and when she lost her virginity to him. Losing her smile again, she thought of the fastest and easiest way to commit suicide.
As her honey brown hair glided with the wind, she buried her head deeper into her arms and chest. Her whole body was growing colder, paler. She could hear the waves crash, the rain tap softly, her heart thumping and her own breathing on this cold summer's night. She was all alone in this cold world. No one could save her. She stood up slowly, letting her dark evening gown flow. Her face was expressionless like a broken doll. With her heavy makeup smudged across her face, she raised the back of her hands and wiped her cheerless eyes one more time, and like mercury, she slowly walked to the edge of the water. She let the ice cold water seep through her toes, stinging her skin.
For the first time in years did she feel free. Free from those watchful eyes of her family, friends and most dreadful of all, Syaoran's. He always seemed to be in anger, letting out all his emotions on this poor being.
She continued walking into the sea. If this was the only way she was going to be free, so let it be. Suddenly all her emotions seemed to burst out, including her tears. A drop of tear fell silently into the water, shattering into little pieces. As she walked deeper and deeper into the sea, she could see how the water glittered under the moonlight. She could see the sea of tears women had cried into. All glittering in front of Sakura's eyes.
*Okay, not really nicely written but yah… I guess it's just something I wanted to write about. Suicide. Not that I'm suicidal or anything. Haha I think I'm far from suicidal, but I just wanted to try something new. Hm… Hope you all enjoyed reading it. Uh… I'll try to write something better next time.