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Sakura's POV

I looked around at the flaring lights and listened to the blares of bass that were currently thudding themselves into my eardrum.

I used to be happy. I had everything I wanted. A future, love. I didn't have any of that anymore.

I left her because I thought I wasn't good enough for her. Because I knew that being with her was not right for her and she needed to and could find someone so much better. She told me she'd always want me and always wait for me and wouldn't want anyone else.

Yeah. That was all lies.

The pain hurt inside, but at least she was happy. I guess according to her friends she went out every weekend and had a bunch of fun. Flirting with guys, making out with guys.

That day was the downfall of my life. She told me I had so much to live for- Smart, gorgeous, rich. She told me to move on when I asked for her back when I realized I couldn't take it. Give your love to someone else.

My love would never be good enough for anyone else. I had told her that before. Did she believe in nothing we built?

I tried to move on, tried to see people but I was just unhappy. No one else could love every single flaw, no one else could listen to me all day whenever I needed someone.

"Give your love to someone who want's it."

Those words were probably what cut the most.

Whenever she talked to me she talked to me like I was obsessed. She was more obsessed with me than I was with her when we were together. I knew that no one could love me forever.

Sighing I downed another disgusting drink. Naruto, my friend, said it'd help ease the pain. Maybe I'd even "get some work on that stick in my ass" as he so crudely put it.

Scoffing at myself I laid down yet another bill for a drink. I was getting into the heavier stuff now that we had been here for a few hours. I tried to not drink but it just wasn't happening anymore.

At first I went through some denial. I tried to get her back, tried to make her happy. But it just wasn't going.

Now I'm in this phase of acceptance and severe depression.

I quit my job, not that I needed the money since my rich father died and left me all his money. I lost several friends, not being able to look at them anymore because the moment I saw them all I could think of was her and everything we had done together and all the moment we shared.

That was something I liked to avoid. Thinking about her. I only let myself do it when i was drunk. Otherwise I tried to occupy myself with things. Cleaning, seeing the few friends I still had, music. My ipod was always blaring out any other thoguht and for that I was utterly in love with it. It was the one thing I loved that would never leave me. My soulmate.

Naruto stumbled next to me and plopped down. Laughing he ordered a drink and turned to me.

"How you doin' Sakura?"

I rolled my eyes. It was so easy to get him wasted why couldn't I be like that?

"Terrible."

He shook his head angrily and i shook mine back. After ten minutes of trying to convince me to go dance with someone he sighed and retreated back to the dance floor. I wanted nothing to do with it. Disgusting people.

How could you hold someone, or kiss them, and know that in the morning you could have your heart ripped in two by them? How could anyone love anyone?

Scowling when the bar tender told me I'd had enough to drink I left and called a cab.

The driver was an angry looking man who kept trying to look up my skirt. Typical guy. I always got all the friken idiots.

When I went to hand him my money he grabbed my ass and I bashed him in the face.

Fucker. Thats not his place to touch.

Irritated and tired I fumbled with my keys trying to get the door. I slammed the door and started making some tea for my drinking headache.

I was such an idiot.

I hit to wall repeatedly until my hand bled and the drywall cracked. I told the wall to screw off and made a mental note that I knew I'd forget in the morning to call someone to fix it again.

I turned on a violent horror movie and drank my tea quietly, thinking.

I wasn't good enough. I should have loved her more.

If I could have done that, things would be better. If I just could have done that.

I threw the remote at the tv when the power went out. I screamed at the tope of my lungs and started bawling my eyes out.

It burned to cry since I had done it so much. Now I can only do it intoxicated, when my hold on my feelings loosens.

Getting up and heading to bed I hit the wall one last time, thinking what I could have done to make it all go away.

I contemplated suicide before, but I didn't want to do that. I wasn't suicidal.

I was more, homicidal. Wanting to kill that man who put his hands all over her. Wanting to watch the life leave his eyes.

What kind of sick person was I?

I laughed softly at myself, knowing I would never kill him. If that was what made her happy then she could go have the time of her friekn life.

I laid down in the covers and shivered at the cold darkness and lonelyness in my room. She used to be here to hold me when I had these nights.

She wasn't anymore. She was never there for me anymore. She never would be.

Depressed, I cried myself to sleep, dreaming of what could have been.

Ino's POV

Naruto invited me to the club with him and Sakura to see her. She had been so alone since that girl had told her what she did. She was hurting inside, she was bleeding. She was depressed and I was worried.

She wouldn't see me though. She was scared of comfort, scared of her own feelings. She was so destroyed regardless of what anyone else saw. I could see the truth, the cold dark truth that no one else saw.

I wasn't at the club long before I realised Sakura already bailed out of there. I asked the bartender about a guirl with pink hair and he laughed.

"Drank all I'd let her. I imagine she called a cab and headed home. Seemed pretty down. Sorry missy."

I shook my head and mumbled a thanks.

I hailed a cab and gave them Sakura's address. When I reached it I ran up and used the key that she hid under the recycle bin since we were seven.

I wasn't going to let her hurt herself anymore. Not when I could do something about it.

Naruto knew nothing about it, but my exboyfriend Shikamaru told me she had been cutting herself and not sleeping or eating. I wasn't gonna let her hurt anymore. Whatever I had to do.

Quietly and carefully I entered the house. I made sure to lock the door behind me and assessed the house I had known since I was old enough to walk.

It was slightly different, there were holes in the walls and cracks where Sakura had been hitting. Silently to myself I giggled slightly. She had always been so adorable when she got mad and hit things. The furniture and walls were different. The atmosphere wasn't the same anymore, instead of warm and loving and happy it was sad. I could feel it just standing there.

I carefully assended the stairs. Quietly I entered her room. I touched her soflty and she woke with a start, grabbing the bat that she had kept by her bedside since we were ten. I laughed.

"Its just me Sakura."

She eased and released the bat and stared into my eyes. Inside I saw emptyness.

"What are you doing here?"

Smiling softly I poked her cheek and she swatted my hand away.

"I'm here for you, billboard brow."

She stared into me, not knowing what to think but rolled over anyways.

I climbed into bed with her and wrapped my arms around her. She stiffened.

"No."

I nodded softly and released her but she stayed close.

"She doesn't love me anymore I don't think Ino."

Then she started to bawl into my chest. I held her and rocked her back and forth until she finally drifted again, clinging to me like I was her lifeline.

I wouldn't be surprised if I was.

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