-In the Morning-
The next morning I'm enjoying a deep and peaceful sleep when the phone starts ringing, breaking the silence.
"Hm? Ugh it's the phone" I mumble as I pick it up to answer.
"Hello?" I say in a sleepy voice.
"Hello my little flower, how are you?" a familiar voice replied back.
"M-mommy?" I ask cautiously. I was still half asleep so I didn't know if I was hearing things.
"Hi Sakura sweetie, it has been so long since I've seen you or talked to you" she replied a little sad.
"Hi mommy! I'm sorry I haven't called you in so long!" I exclaim.
"Its okay I guess sweetie, don't you worry about it. I heard you moved in with your father and that you're in the hospital is that true?" she asked me.
"Yes it's true" I replied.
"Well is he the reason your in the hospital?" she asked quietly as if he were behind her.
"Yes but, its okay it was my fault I made him mad" I replied.
"Sakura! Don't you ever say it was your fault ever again do you understand me?! He may say that a million times a day but it is always, ALWAYS his fault!" she told me.
"Yes mommy I understand" I replied.
"Good so other than home life, how are you?" her tone suddenly changed.
"Mm good I guess" I replied.
"I guess? What's happened so far?"
"Well…" I spend a good while explaining my life up until this point.
"Oh my poor baby!" she exclaimed crying after I was done.
"Its okay mommy I'm fine and I live in a stable home at least" I tried to reassure her.
Sfx: sobbing
"Oh mommy please don't cry" I beg her.
"I can't help it, you've had such a terrible life and it's all my fault!" she exclaimed.
"No mommy it's not your fault! It's mine! I'm the one who shot 'him' five times, so it's MY FAULT!" I scream as I begin to cry.
"Oh Sakura-
"Who're you talking to?!" I hear my father yelling from behind.
I scream in surprise and look at him in fear.
"Give me that phone!" he yelled as he yanked it away from me. He slams the phone roughly on the hook, so loud it makes me jump slightly.
"Father-." Before I finish my sentence he slaps me across the face roughly and I fall to the floor from the impact of his hand. I look up at him and begin to cry from the pain.
"I thought I told you not to call me father ever again! You are to refer to me as sir and nothing else!" he yelled standing over me.
"How could I have been so stupid? What in the world made me think that he could've possibly changed?!" I thought to myself as I continued crying.
Then all of a sudden my chest began to hurt real bad.
"Ah! M-my chest!" I said clenching my gown.
"Don't try to change the subject! Who were you talking to on the phone?!" he was still furious.
I couldn't reply to him though because my chest was hurting to much. I start gasping for air as the pain in my chest increased. My breathing began to get heavier and heavier.
"Answer me!" he yelled still waiting for a response. He then walked over to me and picked me up by my hair.
"Ow!" I said quietly.
"When I ask a question you answer! Who were you talking to?!" he yelled getting in my face.
Sfx: beeping
Then all of a sudden my machine started going haywire. My father then drops me to the floor and runs out of the room. My body begins to shake on the floor as doctors rush in.
"She's having a seizure!" I hear the doctor yell. He then grabs my head so that I don't break my neck or injure myself. I soon black out again. When I wake up its night time, I stretch and yawn to wake up.
"Ow. I stretched too far" I winced from the pain.
"Ah I see that you're finally awake" a boy's voice came from the corner.
"W-who's there?" I asked startled.
