Chapter Two
Sakura's eyes trailed to the corner of her room, she curled up in a ball on her bed. The smell of rich blood evident and obvious
Her shoulders shuddered. Every night this happens and every night she is powerless to stop any of it.
A few tears ran down her face and she buried her face in her bare knees.
Anything to stop the pain...anything to make herself feel better.
She held a small razor in her left hand and squeezed tight until more pain and blood came.
The blood trickled down her hand, her wrist and she felt instant relief.
Sakura stood and walked to her mirror, her eyes were red with the tears and she was still shaking.
Her dad...no...he wasn't her father. Fathers are caring and loving...Her father was a CREEP!
She set the bloody razor down and looked at her hand, then she smiled alittle and wrapped it up.
If she could just find a way to get away from here...everything would get so much easier. And she wouldn't need to constantly do this.
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Sakura got to school quite early that next morning, after what had happened she'd rather STAY at the school.
She saw a red haired boy sitting outside on a bench and wondered why he was here a whole two hours early like she was.
She smiled alittle then went to open the door, and she pulled back instantly, a pain shot up her arm from her hand.
Right where she had injured herself..
"I didnt think...that the wound was so serious it hurt to touch." She thought then shook her head and noticed the red haired boy had noticed the quite awkward behavior.
She avoided his gaze and opened the door with the other hand and walked inside.
"Great...now everyone is going to thing you've lost your mind..." She thought and growled alittle.
Eh, its okay but Idk. Just trying to keep my whole one fan happy...meh. Oh well here you go.
