"Sweetie, hunny, Valerie is going to be going away for awhile," you mother knelt before you as she started into your midnight blue eyes.
"Why?" you asked confused at what she meant. Where was Valerie going, how long, and who decided this? She was the one that helped you with everything.
"Don't ask questions Autumn. Be a good girl and go to bed for mommy, Kay," she stated, patting your amber colored hair with red streaks, as she left you in the hallway rather confused. You stared at her as she walked down the hallway, until she was out of sight. The same questions as before were whirling through your mind as you climbed into bed. You reached over to your night stool for your sketch book and started to draw the first thing that came to mind, Valerie. For an 8 year old you were an amazing artist. After a few minutes, of drawling you started to hear yells come from the hallway. You got out of bed and slipped out through the door. You slid against the wall next to the room to see what was going on, when you heard your mother and fathers voice.
"What do you mean Valerie is gone!?" you heard your father yell.
"Well it's not like it's my fault! We had to pay off our debt, and that was the only way!" you heard your mother yell back at your father.
"You're a sick woman! You'd rather give up your own child, than some meaningless possessions of yours!?" your father yelled once again, outrage that his daughter was possibly gone forever.
"Why are you acting like this is such a big deal?! So we lost one daughter, we have another one! Plus Autumn even has our clan's bloodline, unlike Valerie. At least they're off our backs!!!" she screamed at your father.
"I can't believe I even married you. What kind of mother are you?!" your father spoke as he walked towards the door. You ran from the door, quick on your heals. Opening the door, and hiding under the covers, hoping that what you had heard was a lie, some practical joke, but you knew it wasn't.
Those weeks were probably the most back stabbing weeks of your lives. Was everything a lie? Did your mother only really care about you, so that when you grew up you could just be some brag, some gossip, and when it was all over with would she throw you away like she did Valerie?
You sat under at tree looking up at the sky, thinking of what your future might be brought to. Your thoughts were disrupted by a rustle in the leaves behind you. You quickly got up and turned around to see Valerie standing before you. She looked exhausted; she was cut up all over, and not to mention she was crying. You were at a loss of words; all you did was run up to her and hug her tightly, with tears streaming down your cheeks.
"Come on, I'm getting you out of here. Our mother, obviously, is either possessed by some demon or has no heart at all. We going to go far away, start a new life, and try and accomplish the things she never let us do. Kay!" she said weakly but still full of life. But that was a long time ago.
Nine years had passed since then and it seemed like things were getting better. But like I said, it only seemed that way, Valerie had died yesterday. The cause of death was unknown, but the days before her death she was so nervous and scared of anything that breathed.
*Why, why did Valerie die? I don't get it, was it some sort of sick revenge or just a disease? I know it's stupid to ask myself if I could have stopped it, but that's the question that keeps running through my mind every second. Why did you leave me Valerie?* you thought as you looked down at your sister's body in the casket. Her face was so pale, the pained expression on her face only made it harder for you to look. You walked away as the next person came up to give their respects to Valerie.
You walked out of the church, through the streets, hoping to find some answers to your questions.
"Hey, Autumn!!!!! Wait up!!!!" you heard your friend Chris running to catch up with you.
"What the hell do you want Chris? I don't have time to help you with another one of your god damn crisis'," you said glum but annoyed.
"Well, excuse me! I was just going to say I'm sorry about what happened. It must be hard to lose someone so close to you. I wish I could say I know what you mean, but I really don't" Chris said softly and sadly.
"No, no you don't want to know what it's like having someone so dear to you ripped away because the pain is unimaginable. Now if that's all you have to say than leave. I don't want your pity," you said.
"Okay, but some people were looking for you, Valerie's sister, so I told them that you would meet them back at the church," he said to you, trying to take your mind off Valerie's death.
"Well, I don't want to, so tell them to go away," you said as you turned around and started two walk away.
"Uh, okay, but I don't think they are going to be too happy about it," he said as he started to walk back to the church.
You had been sitting up against a tree for three hours; the hokage had let you have the week off due to Valerie's death, so there was really nothing to do. You had just been picking grass and tying them into knots.
"Hey, you wouldn't happen to be Valerie's sister would you, un?" some blonde guy, who looked like a girl somewhat, was standing in front of you.
"Yeah, what of it?" you said as you started to knot the grass again.
"Well that looks like fun," he said as he sat next to you against the tree.
"Seriously what do you want? I don't want any of your pity and I'm not going to help you with anything either," you said glaring while knotting grass.
"Whoa, calm down, un. I don't want anything, and I diffidently don't want to give you any pity, not like I would anyway. I just came here because you're supposed to come back with me and take your sisters place," he said, like he had no care in the world.
"Who are you and what are you talking about? I'm not going anywhere. Especially not with someone as heartless as you," you said getting up.
"Well, guess what, you're just going to have to deal with it," he whispered from behind you, as you felt a sharp pain in the side of your neck. You vision started to blur as you fell forward. You felt someone grab you from behind, and you heard him whisper in your ear, "By the way, my names Deidara.