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Warning mature content is in this chapter

Abuse and rape are present

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Chapter 8

Short of Breath

It was like she remembered,the horrid yellow lights of the auditorium,it was filled with the hum of conversations.A shutter ran down her spine as she felt multiple eyes watching her,she just prayed that it wasn't his,she prayed that he decided to leave her alone. She wandered around the large room searching for a familiar face in the sea of features. Her emerald eyes scanned the hordes of people,her eyes lit up as she recognized a familiar pineapple head.

"Nara is that you?" She said hesitantly as she walked up to a man with ashy brown hair pulled up into a spiky ponytail a top his head,he turned around and she felt a wave of pity wash over her as she saw his face, he had tired brown eyes and he looked older than his years.

"My Sakura?Are you really here?I thought you said you were never coming back to this 'Hot Dumpster Fire of a school.'" He added quotations to the last part with his fingers.

She let out an awkward chuckle and looking away. "Yeah well that's under any other circumstance." He let out a chuckle before tapping a woman next to her as his wife, Tamari.

They talked for a little while,slowly other classmates came and joined and slowly it was a reunion, everyone was laughing and having a good almost forgot where she was and what had happened these past few weeks.

A chill ran down her spine jolting her out of her conversation. The hairs on the back of her neck stood up as she felt eyes on a cold sweat broke as she felt her anxiety she turned around and saw Itachi Uchiha staring directly at her, A small smile on his lips as he watched her.

She stood up abruptly causing most the group to all turn to her in confusion.

"I have to run to the bathroom." She mumbled as she was already half way away from the group.

She could feel the sting of panic tears as she tried to walk as fast as she could out of the auditorium,she mouth nearly open as she gasped for air. Cursing herself for forgetting where he and his family came from.

She had been afraid of him since she received the "package" on her doorstep. He was an animal,he was not human...he couldn't be,what person could kill an innocent animal and then give the eyes to a girl they didn't even speak to in high school. She knew it was him...who else could it be and she couldn't even tell anyone...who would believe her...she didn't even believe her.

When Gato's owner came to her door asking her if she'd seen him, she lied and then sobbed about the mourning he wouldn't get from his sobbed about how he had died because of her...sure it was her neighbors cat but it scared and hurt her of how sick he was but mostly she cried about herself and what he would do to her if he had no problem doing that to a cat. She cried about the sick terrible things he could do. It made her sick that she could think of all the sick horrible things he would do to her.

She was practically a mess when she shoved her way into the woman's restroom. They had started the memorial, she could her the speaker on the microphone. That brought a comfort over her. If he was here he couldn't leave now. Maybe he isn't even here. She had just worked herself into a panic attack for nothing. When has he ever been shook her head fighting the urge to force a laugh at herself.

She sighed,placing her hand on the handle when the door was shoved open, a tall figured loomed in the stall,she opened her mouth to scream when her air was cut off,hands were on her windpipe as she choked for air. She brought her hands to the hands that were on her throat trying to pry them off but her fingers felt weak making it impossible to even pull a finger off. She could feel tears run down her cheeks as she gurgled and made pitiful noises as she fought for air.

She tried seeing the person who was killing her,but due to the lack of oxygen and the lighting it was just a black tried raking her fingernails over their skin so she could at least have something for the coroner. She tried to kick the shin as a last resort when she realized she was in the air,her legs wobbled as her weak attempt to kick. They dangled a foot off the ground,her shoe coming close to coming hands slowly lost their hold on her killer. Her eyes felt heavy and her face felt could feel herself losing grasp of her consciousness. She then felt lips on hers.

The grip on her neck loosened and she gasped for air,gulping down as much as her body would handle,her neck throbbed so she latched onto the hands that held her suspended in the hands still weak so she held onto them,a whimper escaping her lips.

Again she felt lips crash against her with a force that hurt almost,her bottom lip was caught in between teeth,she was then shoved against the bathroom stall where the hands traveled to her lower half to hold her up,a groin shoved up against her.

She let out another whimper when it pushed against felt tears falling down her face as she fought to get more mouth took it as an invitation to explore her mouth with its tongue.

She let out pained noise that if she didn't know it was her she'd thought it was recognized that was him.

She lost consciousness but was jolted awake when a hand was at her throat again while the other squeeze her butt.

His mouth was to her ear. "I knew you remembered." He mouth then traveled to the crook of her neck before biting it hard then licking it.

"I knew you did."He mumbled Again as the hand from her throat groped her breast and lips kissed her collar bone.

Her throat felt so lungs was tired. All she could repeat like a mantra was no as his hands went lower to her skirt.

"No"

His hands hiked up her skirt,pressing himself against her his hands squeezing her bare thighs.

'No' she screamed in her head.

She tried to protest as his went farther up her skirt his fingers grazing her panties.

"You knew…" he whispered in her ear again,her body freezing as she heard a zipper.

'No please Kami not like this.'

His hands pushed her panties away,pressing a finger into her core.

A gargled noise escaped her lips as a second was added.

'No'

She felt something hard against her thigh,fresh tears sprang to her could feel him moving her so it was a better angle for him.

There was no warning there was no heads up.

He was inside her one swoop motion. His warm breath against her neck as he let put shutters and murmurs of remembering.

She wept silently for herself and her stolen wept for herself and her stolen dignity and she wept for herself mostly for the fact that he'd just stolen her innocence.

She wasn't there anymore...not mentally at least. So when he put his hands to her throat again and she felt the pressure on her windpipe she didn't she saw white spots floating in the air she didn't she felt something dribbling it's way down her thigh she didn't she felt her world fading to didn't react.

"I knew you remembered us." Was all she heard.

Hey guys thank you for putting up with me,this chapter took a lot to write.I hope you guys enjoy.

Until next time.

Creeps-Kun