I hope you are thoroughly enjoying my story and I hope that you will continue to read it :] The characters will develop more in this chapter!
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What would it take for things to be quiet?
Quiet, like the snow.
And I know this isn't much but,
I know I could I could be better.
Louder than Thunder
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-RaisingTheCrescendo- presents…..
Chapter 3
I managed to get private time as Sasori had gruffly stated that he had to go to a meeting and grumbled about it being about me. I sighed; I found that he wasn't a very talkative person when it came to well anything.
I chuckled about that, no he definitely wasn't a talkative man.
I ran my fingers over the divine furniture in our room. Its design was intricate and pleasing to me. Sasori had kept it very neat and clean for a teenage boy that is.
I gazed out of the small window to the right of me and started once more to think of my dad. I hated that man, but it still hurt. I clutched my chest and dug at trying to rid the feeling that was settling in my gut.
I jumped onto a bed, unsure of which one that was Sasori's, and not really caring at this moment.
I let it all out, all the tears I had been holding everything…
I whimpered as my bruises were starting to ache because of Itachi's hold when he had literally drug me down the hallways.
I heard the door creak open as a sign Sasori was back. I didn't make move to get away, the tears just kept coming not even stopping in the presence of someone.
Until I felt warm arms clasp onto my form, the same warm ones that had held me before.
I sniffled but felt better with this person holding.
I whispered a word that flowed off my tongue every time I said it "Sasori….."
The person behind me nuzzled his head into my neck and whispered back
"It's me, Sak-u-ra"
I gasped at the way he said my name in a deep sexy voice, but also very caring not at all the cold voice he had used before.
Just as if he had been reading my very thoughts his voice smoothly commented,
"Can't have my cherry blossom hurt, can I, Sak-u-ra?"
I shook my head though I was thinking of my father, he would hurt me again. I swallowed hard thinking of all the horrid things he had done to me.
Shivering, Sasori wrapped his arms tighter than they already were around me and whispered once again this time with comfort in his voice.
"Whoever did this to you Sakura, will never touch you again, your mine".
The seriousness in his words hit home.
Someone truly cared about…..
He really did…..
Are we meant to be empty handed?
I know, I could,
I could be better.
I don't think I deserve it, selflessness.
Find your way into my heart
all stars could be brighter,
all hearts could be warmer.
(What would it take?)
(What would it take?)
What would it take for things to be quiet?
Devils wear Prada
Thank you for reading and this isn't the real big chapter I was talking about tehe so if you were thinking what the hell then it's ok. See I have been working on my Harry Potter fic and kinda neglecting this one I'm so sorry. But my new chapter is done and as soon as I proofread I will post tomorrow!
Hug and Kisses
Bridge-chan
