My Heart's Pulse

Part One - Scene Ten

If I could rewind
And watch all my life just pass me by
I could see you...
If I could rewind.

I sat at the bay window of my bedroom of the Uchiha Compound. I stared out of it, the glass crystal clear. Light colored curtains hid me, like a wall of silk. My silhouette could be easiy traced if you were standing in the room's doorway, though.

My eyes glared into the darkness, although it wasn't meant to be a angering stare; a glare, it just came out that way. Why did I have to apologize? And to him. Sure, I'll admit that I was overly-stressed and I overreacted, but saying sorry seemed to be that hardest thing.

Especially when it was to a Human Ice-cube who seemed to always be in a brooding mood. As irratating as it may be, I knew that it was going to be rather tense around here if me and him didn't kiss-and-make up --- but remove the kiss part.

Flashback:

The pinkette sat on the floor of her newest house. Her thirteenth house (or apartment) this year. There was nothing she could do about the fact that she was alone... But she could try and fill the emptiness.
Her dull and lifeless jade eyes darted to each corner of every picture she overlooked. There was one in particular that made her eyes re-scan the preserved picture over and over. It was the one that showed a younger pink-haired girl kissing a silver-haired man's cheek. Rather cute, her mother had said.
"You had asked him to marry you once," Sakura's mother smiled.

"Really?" The girl asked, her eyes glittery and anxious. Her mother nodded as her grin grew larger.

But all those feelings and looks in her eyes had disappeared. They were so long gone that her eyes had mutated into another shade of green, the lighter and unhappy jade color.

:End Flashback

Third Person POV:

Photographs of repressed memories... The memories of which she had tried to wash away, only using willpower. But it didn't work. The flashbacks kept running back and forth, as if they were calling out to her, trying to pull her out of sanity and into surreal-ness. Like novels do to those whose imaginations soar like eagles.
But this flashback in paticular made her wonder, it stole her breath away like an enchanting sunset or moonlight view. She had asked someone to marry her... and not just anyone, the person she had thought was the one. But now, there was another one and he was probably wondering what went wrong a few hours eariler.

Sakura sighed in exasperation before leaning against the wall and closing her eyes. But she had no choice, whether she wanted this or not, her eyelids chose.

Sakura's POV:

As I dreampt the long and dark night away, my senses were still alert. My back was aching... until recently. I felt like I was floating, like a leaf would if it fell from a high tree branch. Then, softness replaced the hard wall I was leaning on before I fell a victim to sleep. Next, warmth began to cover my legs, torso, and arms.

Unknowingly, I mumured out a name, Sasuke's name. It was quiet and full of sorrow, but whoever was in the bedroom with me probably didn't hear it. It was practically inaudible. Although I was sure the person couldn't hear it, I suppose they did and they replied.

"Sasuke, eh?" a voice answered back. But it wasn't anyone I knew... well, I estimated that it wasn't.

"Sakura?" Sasuke's voice called out to me, through the bedroom door. I was fully awake, but I didn't answer. It wasn't that I couldn't, it was the fact that I didn't want to. "Sakura..." He called again, although this time, his voice sounded strained. My eyes drifted to the closed door. I had already been standing so I moved near the door and leaned on it, hoping he would just go away... But my wishes obviously weren't respected by Kami.

Go away, go away, go away! I silently prayed, closing my eyes.

"I'm not going anywhere 'till you say something," Sasuke claimed. I mentally growled, he was so damn stubborn.

"Go away..." I mumured softly.

"What?" He said. I was assuming he wanted me to say more, so I did,

"Leave. Go away," I hissed out, louder than the first time.

"Why won't you at least talk to me?"

"Because you're a jerk."

"What'd I do to you?" Shock slammed me, like two wrestlers in a ring-match. What did he do to me...? I bet my emotions were a little out-of-wack yesteday, but I couldn't remember. Or I didn't want to think about what Sasuke did to me. Maybe he didn't do anything.

"Please, just come out," Sasuke said, his voice still strained, as if he had been sad or as if his eyes were bloodshot (from crying).

Flashback:

Bloodshot eyes scanned the bathroom walls and then peered out of the bathroom door, into the empty house (or apartment). Blood scampered down the pink-haired girl's arms and face. There were many cuts littering her body, but those cuts were self-inflicted.

"I'm so sorry... Mom and Dad," She whispered, tears still fleeing, like a refugee leaving their country.

Whispers and pained sobs circled in the sorrowful air. Her sobs were muffled by her bruised hands, although they still slipped out. But after apologizing to her rested-in-peace parents, she couldn't speak another word... But there was nothing to speak I suppose.

:End Flashback

My emotions were out of control, they must of been considering the fact that tears began to slip and slide down my cheeks. Shaky and hurt sobs crackled through my hands.

"Sakura? Sakura, are you alright?" Sasuke's voice entered my painful and rather depressing reality.

"I'm so... So sorry!" I exclaimed. I slid down, my back pressed against the door before curling into a ball. I held myself like that until I cried myself into a short comatose...

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