Author's note: Hey there everyone! It's Lexy here and well this is officially my first story on this account! Aly is at her house because she's lazy. Gosh, it sickens me at how they made SasuHina stories. No offense and all but they don't even talk, like seriously? People are strange these days, no? Let me just say that this story is about Sakura being one of those victims of sex slavery. It's a huge problem, and if you are not familiar with Love146 then you have to check that out. This was inspired by Paramore's We are Broken. Don't worry, I don't think there would be any lyrics to annoy you guys. :)
Just if you forgot the summary: Sakura, was sold only for sexual intentions. All she wished for was a saviour for herself and her newly found friend, Hinata. Will that person come or will it already be to late?
Rating: M for possible lemons on later chapters.
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, nor it's characters. This would be the first and last time I will say yet.
She smiled softly as the sun rays hit her pale complextion. She was in a pair of jean shorts and a plain red shirt that reached her mid-thighs. Nearly making the shorts invisible. This girl was outside clutching onto her silver heart shaped necklace that her father had gotten her for her fifth birthday. She was now living with her mother. Sadly, she wasn't living every girl's dream. Sakura gently touched the bruises that her mother made on her that was a color of light green and light yellow mixed together, it placed itself on her upper arm.
Haruno Sakura was already fifteen and not loving her life - life itself for that matter. When her father had passed away when sh was only ten her mom used to cry with Sakura. Now, it was different. When the pink haired teenager cried, her mother would tower over her; laughing, enjoying her pain. Also, when her father died about two weeks later her mom came home drunk with a man.
When she tried to do something to stop her mother she would hit her. It went on like this for a while. When Sakura finally gave up all hope on her mother, Sakumo, would beat her for the fun of it.
Most of the time, she was sober. But the news that Sakumo harshly told her made Sakura cry harder then ever before. Haruno Sakura was going to be sold in a sex slavery company. She would be sold to a man who would beat her, and probably be the death of her. The fact that she would lose her virginity to a stranger made her shiver in fear. Pink hair swayed as a small breeze came.
If only her father was here, it would all be all right. Her father wouldn't sell her he would love her like any other father would. "I only want someone to save me from this hell hole.." she said sadly.
Her mother stood beside her looking happy as ever.
"Goodbye Sakura." her mother said as she walked away. No hug, no nothing. In fact, she sounded happy. Almost pleased that her only daughter would be out of her life for good. From the outside was old and dusty, made out of red brinks. Emerald eyes watered as she looked around the place. It was dark and only a few lights to lighten the dark room. The male that was looked around his late twenties looked at her wickedly.
"Ah. Haruno Sakura, welcome. I will lead you to your room. You might enjoy your roomates. You surely have plenty, so you won't feel lonely. We have rules here." he said as he motioned her to follow him, "First, you will not leave your room. Food will be brought to you time to time and make sure you get it first because there is only a limited amount. You will be placed in an exotic hair color room. Luckily there is only about five or ten of you. Your number is eleven-E do not forget it."
He stopped near a door that had the words, 'Exotic hair', Sakura had a bad feeling about this place. But she had to be strong she just had to. He smirked at her, "You won't need those." he said referring to her lugage.
"Where will I put it?" she asked.
He threw what looked like to be a white dress at her face, "That's what you will always wear."
She didn't say anything in return. This was hell. No, this place was worse than that. She was going to be raped and she already knew that. The door opened and she was pushed inside. She staggered inside. Sakura looked at the room and saw ten people, most were crying and some were staring at the ground with no emotion in their eyes showing no sign that they heard the door open.
A girl about her own age walked up to her. She had light blue hair that reached her shoulders and what was strange is that she had no pupils in her eyes. "I'm Hyuuga Hinata. My number is five-E, your name?" she asked as she held out a pale hand towards Sakura. The pink haired girl smiled back warmly at her and replied with her own name and her number. "Why are you here..?" Hinata shyly asked.
Sakura was not able to hold back her tears any longer. Tears seeped out of her emerald orbs and fell on to the wooden flooring. "My mother, she didn't want me." she sobbed. Hinata comfortingly pulled her into a hug while she cried her heart out. Sakura was glad that this person that she just met didn't back away from her.
All she felt was pain. Nothing else.
"Sakura-san. Can you tell me about your life?" she asked after a while of silence. Sakura nodded and Hinata silently brought her to a small plain white bed that was in the corner of the room.
"My father died when I was only ten. Since then.." Sakura took in a deep breath, trying not to choke and stutter. "Since then, my mom was never the same.."
There was a loud bang coming from the front door and thriteen year old Sakura walked over to it cautiously. She peeked from behind and wall and her eyes widened in shock and then narrowed in disgust. There standing, was her mother who had her arms wrapped around a man and his arms encircled her waist.
The thirteen year old girl couldn't take the sight. She ran up to her mother, "Mommy! Stop!" she yelled trying to yank her mom away. When her mother pulled back Sakura sighed in relief, only to gasp in pain.
Tears weld up in her eyes. Her own mom just slapped her, "Sakura! Go to your bedroom!"
"No! Are you forgetting about daddy!?" She got another slap across her face and Sakura started shaking in fear, "..Mom..?"
"How dare you! Don't you dare speak to me like that! If you haven't noticed your father is dead! And truthfully, I don't care!"
Sakura was speechless. She didn't know what else to do but she only ran to her room, slamming her door shut. She spent that night crying.
Her pale hand gripped the silver pendent yet again, "He gave me this necklace for my fifth birthday. He was my best friend because no one else wanted to talk to me because of my pink hair. I was scared, I didn't know what to do.. Days rolled on and I was usually beat by my own mom!" Sakura showed Hinata her arm and there was a scar in the area below her wrist.
"One day, she went to far and almost killed me." A silent tear escaped her right eye, "I got away before she could do anything. I ran to my room and locked the door. After a while she passed out on the couch.."
Hinata then embraced her into another tight hug, "Why didn't you tell anyone..?"
"I was scared.." she replied. It felt like a something was lifted off of Sakura's shoulders when she talked about her story. Then Sakura learned Hinata's story of how she got here. Sakura was shocked at the fact that she was kicked out of her own house when she was five and then a man that worked at this place brought her here.
Hinata was officially Sakura's friend, best friend at that. She was kind, sweet, and frigile. Out of nowhere, the door opened loudly. The girls ran around while some stayed in their spots, unmoving. The man that brought Sakura to the room was accompinied with a older looking man who looked about in his early thirties.
Some girls glared at him while some showed no emotion. He pointed to a girl that had feirce red hair and matching eyes to match it. She had a curvy body and she was stiff as a stick. The man that worked here pulled her up by the arm and she winced. All Sakura did was watch in utter disgust.
She felt sorry for the girl. All Sakura wanted to do was to keep her from going to that man that will surely used her for sexual intentions. She felt useless.
When the door shut it was silent again. "When do we eat..?" asked Sakura.
"Oh." her voice was sad. Sakura could tell, "..They throw it in our rooms. The girls go crazy for it, usually two people go on without food for a night. These people only feed us once a day."
"What about water?"
"Over there," Hinata pointed near the door, "There is always someone outside that door. Say you want water and then they will give it to you." Sakura nodded. "Let's get some sleep.." suggested Hinata. "You can have the bed next to mine."
"Wait, there is more people here..?"
Hinata nodded sadly, "Yes. We are catagorized by hair color. The 'E' at the end of our numbers means exotic. The room over here, " she pointed to the wall on her right, "contains blondes. To the left is filled with burnettes. And the room across from us is for jet black haired people. We must be thankful, though. They are more people in those rooms, and only a few of us. So more people have nothing to eat."
"Why should we feel lucky when.." Sakura hugged herself, "..when we are about to get sold, raped, and beatened?!"
"...I don't know, Sakura-chan. Be grateful that we are still alive. They sometimes take girls away and you could hear screams and all of a sudden, nothing.. Those girls were never seen again."
The pinkette sat on her bed as she watched as Hinata slipped under her thin covers. Her hand was still gripping her heart necklace. She slowly laid down, leaving her to drown herself in her thoughts of what was going to happen. 'I never wanted this.. Once I get out of here - sold or not I will come back and get Hinata out of here.. and hopefully everyone else." a quiet tear slid down her face, "I just wanted to become a doctor. That's all, I never wanted to see anyone die again.." Her eyes harden as she gripped the heart harder, almost yanking it off, "I promise that once I will get out of here and I will save these people... I just need a way to get out.."
Emerald eyes secretly observed the room. From now on, she had to do everything cautiously she had to observe everything if she wanted to find a way out. There was no windows, there was onlt a small hole where air would go in. It was so small that you could only place a pinky in it. The bad thing about it was it was on high on the far right. Needless to say, it was impossible to reach without a ladder or something.
Sakura then closed her eyes tightly as she wished for something that was unlikely to come true.
"I wish that someone will save me from this place. A savior, for me and Hinata."
She then fell into a deep slumber.
Author's Note: Wow, I know that this chapter was short and all. I just needed a starter for it. Tell me what you guys think and if I should continue. This story, if you haven't notice, is set around Sakura's life. Sasuke will come in I estimating about the next chapter or possibly the third. Gosh, don't you think that Sakura's mom is such a bitch?! But this is really happening in the world. Girls are, I think, sold at a very young age by their parents and they are named according to numbers. Plus, I haven't really read a story with this kind of plot. So if anyone steals it, I'll kick your ass. Virtually. :)
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