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My eyes open slowly and a stabbing pain sinks in, perhaps this is what woke me up. The room I'm in is white, the curtains, linoleum, sheets and tablecloths. It almost sickens me. My eyes linger on the table next to my bed; a few bouquets of flowers and some cards lie there. I try to reach over but my arms hurt to much, I squint my eyes together tightly, cringing as the skin stretches apart slightly when I attempt to move. I make myself reach over anyway and lift up a homemade card. It's simply a piece of card with a drawing scribbled on the front and a small note on the inside that says 'Man you're a fucked up girl, Gaara'. A malevolent smile grace my lips and they let out a small chuckle. The image on the front is someone hanging from a tree and it makes me laugh even more. A nurse pokes her head into the room and then seeing my smile she comes in. I glare at her.
"I didn't ask you people to save me," she smiles back at me anyway.
"They're trying to put you in rehab,"
"Fuck that, tell them it was an accident or summat,"
"Tell them that your arms were sliced up and you accidentally swallowed half a jar of sleeping pills, they had to pump your stomach,"
"I guessed that already, I'm not going into rehab,"
"Then you'll have to change schools,"
"No way in hell Tsunade," I glare at her even harder, she was one of my mothers friends from high school. I automatically hate anyone who has anything to do with my mother (or father), but I can slightly stand Tsunade; she's different.
"Therapy,"
"No! I'm going back to school, how long have I been here,"
"Four days," she sighs, my eyes widen.
"Shit, okay it was Friday then so it's what, Tuesday or Wednesday?"
"Wednesday, I'm on my late shift, it's only seven AM,"
"Oh, no fucking way. I'm going home,"
"You can't leave!"
"Watch," I scowl picking up my card from Gaara and stumbling out, falling to my knees in the hallway. "Fuck," I curse, bringing my knees up to my chest and leaning against the wall.
"Sakura," Tsunade sighs, she pauses for a moment then "I'll go get your discharge sheets, I'll sign for you, and your parents are away on a business call."
"Heh, so they don't even know about this,"
"We don't have anyway to contact them," she looks at me sympathetically, but I just laugh. She sighs AGAIN and stalks off to the main office. I curl myself up even more, my laughs subside and tears come to the corners of my eyes. I blink them back and crawl into the hospital room and get dressed into a plain black shirt and jeans that Tsunade picked up for me, and shove my keys into my pocket.
After twenty or so minutes Tsunade drops me off at my empty house, doesn't bother me though, I'm used to it being empty. I utter a small thankyou to her before jumping out of the car and standing on the pathway, waiting for her to leave so I can wave her off. Yeah right, I just don't want her ruining the rest of my day, she knew what I did would happen. But then, why did she stop it? Whatever, she's gone now, around the corner and out of my life, for now anyway. I walk up the small path to my house, falling over momentarily once, I must get used to walking, I'm not so good at it at the moment. I reach the door and pull out my keys before opening the door I pull a piece of paper off of it. 'Hurry up and get back to school, everyone's asking me about what happened and it's annoying as fuck, Gaara' I smile softly, then blink in confusion, he knows where I live? Eh, whatever. I unlock the door and step into my house. Same as always. Dull walls, crap paintings, old TV and couch. I saunter into my bathroom and have shower to wash my hair and get rid of the smell from the hospital and the blood.
On exiting I wrap a towel around myself and then re-dress the bandages on my arms. I stride into my bedroom and slip into grey jeans and a long sleeved black shirt with A.F.I printed on it. I growl under my breath, the shirt only covers three quarters of my arms, I throw on my watch and several armbands on the other wrist. I pull my hair into a loose ponytail and slip on my converse. Slinging a random book and my MP3 into my bag I hitch it onto my left shoulder. Why stay home alone, I might do something I'd regret, I sigh on entering the kitchen I draw out a can of coke from the fridge. Mmmm Breakfast. I walk the long way to school; I don't feel like talking to anyone at the moment. Once I go through the gates people wave at me smiling, I scowl at them and the grins disappear. I stroll casually up to the front doors when friendly arms scoop me up and into a bear hug. A gasp escapes my lungs as I look around desperately to see who it was.
"Oh my god! Sakura-Chan, I was so worried about you, did you get my card?"
"No, I didn't read my cards," I say raising and eyebrow, as he sets me down, his smile disappearing. "Thankyou though Naruto-san,"
He nods sadly and I turn and walk away from him, he trudges back to Kiba and Shikamaru.
"She's not the same since Sasuke died," I overhear him saying. I narrow my eyes and turn to him.
"Don't you fucking blame Sasuke for this you little asshole," I half-yell across the path to him, he looks shocked and hurt. That was harsh, I don't apologise, I just twist back and keep walking up the stairs to the main school building. I rub my temples and shut my eyes for half a second. Next thing I know I'm hurtling down, I tripped over the top step without realising it. Pushing my hands instinctively in front of me to break my fall. It doesn't do much though, on landing my arms feel like they are about to snap and I crumple to the cement anyway, pulling my wrists up to my chest in a tight grip. Two strong arms pull me up from under my arms, once up I don't bother turning, does Naruto not know when to stop. I start up walking in the front doors.
"Well, you're welcome," says a sharp voice.
"Hey Gaara," I mutter, not bothering to turn around, he half jogs to come up next to me.
"Did you get my notes?"
"Yer, very enlightening," I drone, will he not leave me alone?
"Okay… Bye," Thank god.
I give him a backward wave and keep walking; I go out the back doors and sit under a big tree. After a few minutes Tenten comes and sits down next to me, closely followed by Ino I sigh.
"WHAT THE HELL WOULD YOU DO THAT FOR?!" She screeches. Tenten ignores her and leans her head on my shoulder.
"I'm so glad you're alright," she mumbles. I just sigh again.
"Can you both just leave me alone, fuck Ino, no one likes you, they're just afraid of you," I watch as her pale face goes red in rage. Tenten complies with me request and walks away knowing when she wasn't welcome, but Ino however did have such smarts.
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Chapter names are songs. You should listen to them. This ones Life on standby by hawthorne heights very goodly to listen to while reading sets a mood and such. Current song: Not good enough for the truth or cliche- Escape the fate.
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