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Cupid's Victim

Mika

I Feel Like Shit.

Despite popping a couple of meds I tossed and turned from my trauma induced dream. Images from my past appear out of nowhere. I watch on as if I'm another person. It was weird. Then again it's always weird. Each time I feel as if I'm silently watching a movie.

I've tried with all my might to scream out to somehow get my other self's attention, but my voice is caught in my throat and my fingers just pass through as if I'm not even there. Now that I think about it though, it's just a memory, so its common sense that I can't change what happened in the past. No matter how much I want to.

I keep staring at the ceiling willing the images to go away, but his face keeps appearing in my minds eye. And just like that everything rushes back and I'm there helplessly reliving it as if it were yesterday instead of 10 years into the past.

Despite it, I can still see everything so clearly. His smooth face, dark eyes, his long silky hair, and the smile that he only granted to me; everything that made up Itachi Uchiha. But as always all good things must come to an end, for the next thing that appears in my head is him killing everyone without even hesitating. The way he mercilessly took not only his father's life but his mother's as well.

Tears well up in my eyes and I close them trying to chase away everything. I don't want to see anymore. My hands shake uncontrollably and I try to grasp onto the sheets to calm them down.

I can't handle it. My heart breaks with each and every image, but the one that shatters it into nothing is when he turns towards me and slowly closes the distance between us. I know he can see the fear coursing throughout my whole being and yet he tenderly kisses my cheek and whispers into my ear.

You're my everything Mika. I did everything just for you. You're mine and I won't let anyone change that. Ever! With that said he crushed my lips with his own and he no longer held any gentleness. Instead all there was, was possessiveness.

It didn't matter to him that just a few feet away from us were the corpses of his parents; all that mattered was his claim to me. I had already given him my heart, but apparently it wasn't enough. He didn't want claim to just my heart, he also wanted my mind, body, and soul, which he gladly took without a second thought.

The pain was too much. Before I knew what was happening I was screaming and crying like there was no tomorrow. The door busted open and a couple of the aides came rushing to my side. I know that no matter what, word of this will get back to my mother. But right now all that matters to me is clearing the images from my mind all together because they are of no use to me. The dreams that no one else can see are nothing but pain to me.

R&R

Kai4life