Disclaimer: No, I do not own Naruto.
A/N: She has come to her senses. Thank God.
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I am not going to ask questions anymore. I've figured, a long time ago, that it would be an utter waste of my time to ask them. The reason?
Because I know no one would answer them. And even if they knew the answers to it, they would never tell me. Oh no, they wouldn't. Why would they tell me, an insignificant 13-year-old, why he was never satisfied? Why he'd always be so frustrating?
The wonders one's imaginations take us too.
I sometimes wish I could live somewhere else. To lead a different life, to be a different person from the one he has molded me to become out of my own free will. I have not grown. I have adjusted.
Adjusted to this pathetic life I live. Adjusted to all the shit that surrounds me sometimes. Life was not always like this. It was okay, most times, but lately – it's been worse. I hate him now. It's always this fluctuating feeling, I hate him, I love him. No, not love. Respect. Even if I don't really know why I should have any reason to respect him now. It was always 'because you feel for him'. No shit, Sherlock. I'm glad you've noticed, but I have too. And I can tell you I do not give.
No, I don't. Don't tell me I have to, because I don't. It's called free will, and we've all been blessed with it. I can tell you that I may look submissive on the outside, but I am a completely different person on the inside. I could rip you into shreds, dislocate your joints, tear out your insides with a twist of my wrists – but no, I shall refrain from it. I dislike physical contact with any being, be it human, or any other species… but I admit that I love a bit of violence now and then.
Come to think of it, I do not hate him. Hatred is being passive. I am not passive.
I despise him with a passion. A passion so great, that I have forgotten all the other times he has shown me true courage and strength. A passion so immense, that I am now blinded by his idiocy, his cowardice.
Compared to him, I could be proclaimed a hero. Yeah, a hero. A hero who has finally realized the truth. Who has finally seen the light. Who has emerged from the dark sanctuary. I am nothing like him.
I am Haruno Sakura, and I do not need him.
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ciao, WF™