Did you ever cry

Chapter one

My life is what Stephen King's nightmares are made of. You think I'm exaggerating? Well I can't change your mind but I can show you that this shit happens, that sometimes... bad things can happen to the good guys and more often then not, good things happened to the bad guys.

I can barely bring myself to wake in the mornings now. I can't seem to find a worthwhile reason to drag my ass out of bed. Do me a favor. Look in your mirror when you wake up in the morning, before you put on your masks and inhabitions. What do you see?

I look into my own eyes. I can see the years of abuse are clearly visable in these green pools. Think you could see it too?

I don't want to bored you with the "It all started when I was...". Yeahhhh... No.

I have to say I had it pretty good up until I was around five or six. My parents were the greatest from what I could remember. My mother was a doctor and my father usually stayed at home with me.

As I guess with every good to do family there is one black sheep. My uncle... Well kind of. He was an old school friend of my mom's, they were pretty tight back then. When dad had stuff he needed to do we called Ryu. I have recently come to know how much of a bastard he actually is.

Yes "is" not "was". You see, my parents were in a plane crash. How often does that fucking happen? I mean, I know I wasn't the only one to lose someone but seriously. How often do you hear people say "They died in a plane crash..."? Not often. Anyways thats not the point.

After the crash, I was placed in the care of Ryu. Old family friend, decent looking, nothing suspicious right? Wrong. That thing I was saying about the black sheep? Ryu was a registered sex offender, child molester, you get the gist of it.

It would seem my mom paid several thousand dollars to make sure he was never charged. Maybe she had a thing for him, who am I to judge?

Pfffft. Right.

I didn't realize that what he did then and what he had started to do now was bad until my second year in junior hgh when they talked about sexual harassment.

I talked to Ryu about it that day. That's when the fun stuff started.

"Uhmm Ryu? I have to talk to you..." I rubbed my left arm nervously as he entered the kitchen where I was waiting.

"Yes?" he leaned against the counter with his arms crossed.

I didn't want to bring up, I didn't want him to get mad at me. What if he thinks I told?

"I think... I think that maybe when you touch me... That you shouldn't anymore. I learned in class today that it's called sexual harassment if I dont like it..." My face was red and I felt a sick pit in the bottom of my stomach. It was embarassing to think about all the stuff I was so naive about but I was wanting more and more to learn about all this stuff.

I almost flinched as his cold gaze drifted over me. "What do you mean by that?"

"I mean that I feel gross when you touch me! I think you need to stop."

He had never done something like it before so it sorta came as a shock to me. He slapped me... Hard.

My name is Sakura Haruno. Welcome to my wonderful life.

A/N:

Hello my readers... uhmmm holy fuck. yeaaaahhh... Re-doing because my old writings suck.

Can't guarentee i'll finish this one either, thanks for reading.

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