WARNING: Some material may not be suitable for some. This story is definitely not for children. Feel free to stop reading if anything effects you wrongly, disturbs you, or brings painful memories/emotions. I do not wish to hurt or offend anyone.
Friday September 26, 2014
His eyes grew wide with shock and slowly settled back down with hurt before they finally hit the ground. It was silent after that. A painful silence. He kept his gaze to the ground but his face morphed into an angry one. Ocean blue eyes darting back and forth, allowing me to realize that he was thinking. Thinking about what I told him and about what he should do.
I was fighting desperately to keep the tears from flowing. I told myself that I wasn't aloud to cry, because this is my fault. I should have pushed Kiba away instead of standing there like an idiot. I should have told Naruto that he was out there with me in the first place. Why? Why do I keep messing things up?
The silence carried on until most of the students had already gotten into their vehicles and left. I thought that maybe I could comfort him, but as soon as I took a step closer he asked, "Did he kiss you...or...did you kiss him?"
My body flinched. He sounded so angry and hurt. "Naruto...he kissed me to get me to stop talking. I know I should've pushed him away...I...I wanted to push him away, but...it just shocked me and-"
Before I could finish, he went back into the school so fast that it took me a second to realize what had happened. I quickly followed him into the school. "Naruto!" He ignored me and just kept walking. I had to jog to catch up to him. He was walking at such a fast past, however, that I had to alternate between walking and jogging to keep up with him. "Naruto, what are you doing? Where are you going?" There was still no answer, but once he turned a certain corner, I knew exactly where he was going.
I quickly checked my phone and noted the time. Practice has already started but Kakashi Sensei probably isn't there yet because hes always at least ten or fifteen minutes late. I looked up and before I knew it, he was already inside of the gym. Oh no. Quickly opening the door I saw everyone standing in the middle of the gym talking. Kiba and Sasuke were standing the closest to the door and Naruto was making a beeline straight for them. Is he really going to do what I think he is? My question was quickly answered when Naruto screamed "You bastard!" Everyone turned and looked at him confused, then in like two seconds, Kiba was on the floor. The sound of him hitting the floor echoed throughout the gym and everyone gasped.
Naruto glared at him while trying to slow his breathing down. Kiba sat up and glared back while wiping the blood from his lip. As soon as he got to his feet, everyone started chanting "Fight, fight!" over and over again. Oh man, this is a disaster.
Kiba lifted his fist to hit him back, but I ran toward him and wrapped myself around his arm. Using as much of my deadweight as possible to keep his arm down. "Kiba no! His stitches!"
He let out a growl and pushed me into Sasuke while saying, "I don't give a damn about his stitches! If he wants to come in here and sucker punch somebody, then he's gonna get a fight!"
Naruto scoffed at that. "Just like you didn't give a damn about her stitches, huh?"
Kiba looked back at me, realizing now why Naruto had hit him. Sasuke clicked his tongue and mumbled, "Idiots." before letting go of me. He quickly grabbed both boys by their shirts and started pulling them towards the door that leads to the track and field. Both boys tried to protest, but he didn't let go. I ignored the team's moans and groans about how there isn't going to be a fight now and ran outside.
When I got out there, both boys were standing there pouting with Sasuke in between them, holding onto their shoulders. "You dumbasses can stand out here and sort it out. You don't need to be fighting in front of everyone with Kara in the middle. There's enough rumors going around as it is about her going back and forth between you two losers and you don't need to create more." Both of them let out a 'hmph' as Sasuke let go of them and turned to face me. "Get these two calmed down before Kakashi gets here." Before I could say anything, he went back into the gym.
I let out a sigh. Here goes nothing. "Naruto listen, I-"
"No! You didn't even tell me that he was out there with you. Was that you're plan Kara? Did you want him to kiss you?"
That hurt. "No Naruto I-"
This time, Kiba stepped in. "I was the one that kissed her, so stop trying to blame her for what happened."
Naruto set his glare back on Kiba. "Why? You know she's with me now!"
Kiba wiped a little more blood from his lip before answering. His body language went from angry to calm as he begun. "She was talking about how she should've died with her parents." My heart sunk at that. Did I really say that to him? "I didn't want her talking about herself like that so I kissed her. She didn't kiss me back though."
Naruto's anger seemed to go away at that. The look on his face told me that he felt bad. He's one of the few people that really know my pain from losing my parents. "Naruto...it was an accident. Kiba thought it was a good way to change the subject for me and I...I wasn't expecting it. I know that what happened isn't okay no matter how you look at it. But what I need you to know...is that I love you...and...I'm sorry."
He stood there for a moment, processing everything. He took in a deep breath and kept his gaze on the ground. "So you didn't want to kiss him?"
"No Naruto...I...I wouldn't do that to you. I wouldn't hurt you like that."
I stood there in agony as my best friend...and the one I've grown to love, made a decision. The silence was equally painful. I stood there feeling sorry for myself like an idiot, when suddenly, my whole body started to tingle. The tingling didn't last long before my legs gave out. As I dropped to the ground, my heart started to race as the fear and pain took over me. I didn't know what was going on. My entire body shook and convulsed. I had no control. My muscles tightened up. I could feel my eyes roll into my skull and that's when the images came.
Several images raced through my mind so fast, I could only get a glimpse of them as they repeated. I could feel myself hyperventilating and I literally felt like I was dying. I couldn't make sense of what was happening but I tried to focus on the images. Some showed the hooded men in the coffee shop, some showed my parents standing in the light that follows me in my dreams, others showed my time in the orphanage. I spotted Mr. Kyle in the flashing images. Showing different situations of him taunting and torturing me, haunting me. What is wrong with me? What do I do? Someone please, help me!
Naruto's P.O.V
"No Naruto...I...I wouldn't do that to you. I wouldn't hurt you like that."
My gaze stayed to the ground as I tried to process everything. How dare he steal another kiss from her like that. I felt like I should be mad at her but I didn't want to be. I just can't believe that she would try to hurt me like that. She knows my feelings for her, she knows how much it would tear me apart if she ever cheated on me. I didn't know what to do, but my thoughts were interrupted by the sound of something hitting the ground.
That 'something' was Kara. As soon as my eyes set on her, fear crept its way into my very being. Her eyes had rolled into the back of her head and her eyelids were twitching. Her whole body was stiff and shaking. "Kara?! Kara what's wrong?!"
Kiba and I were at her side in seconds and the fact that she wasn't answering me scared me even more. "I think she's having a seizure Naruto, we gotta do something!"
A seizure? Oh no, I don't know what to do! "Go get help, hurry!"
He jumped up and ran back into the gym. It felt like mere seconds before Kakashi, Sasuke and Kiba came running back out. Sasuke nelt down beside her. "What happened?!"
I tried to answer him. "I-I don't know! She just dropped!"
Kakashi immediately started barking orders. "Kiba, pull your phone out and start the timer! Sasuke, try to move her to her side but you have to be careful! Don't force her and don't put too much pressure on her!" Sasuke put his hands on her shoulder and her side and slowly started to move her. I grabbed her to help him but my hands shot back as soon as I touched her. Her muscles were stiff and her body was shaking so harshly. I could feel my fear for her safety start to paralyze me. I've never seen anything like this before in my life. "How long was she doing this before we got here?"
Kakashi's sudden question made me jump. I tried to answer, but I couldn't get it out. Kiba answered for me. "It was only like, 10 seconds at most."
Kara started to mumble something, none of it was audible. Then saliva started to pour from her mouth and the next thing I know, it stopped. Her body stopped shaking and she just layed there, motionless but her eyes were still open. Wait a minute. Her eyes...they were...she was...crying? Kakashi's voice caught my attention again. "Kiba, stop the timer." Kiba did as he was told. "Now, add 10 seconds onto it and tell me what it says."
"A minute and 23 seconds."
My eyes widened at that. It lasted over a minute? It felt like seconds. Kakashi once again took me from my thoughts. "Sasuke, call for an ambulance. Kiba, go inside and tell the boys that practice is moved to tomorrow at noon. I know they won't like having practice on a Saturday, but I'm going to the hospital with Kara. Naruto, I need you to call Itachi and tell him what has happened. Make sure he knows that the paramedics are on their way."
Everyone moved and did as they as they were ordered. As I searched for Itachi's name in my contacts, I kept thinking, what if Kakashi Sensei hadn't of stepped in? As I tapped on his name and slowly raised the phone to my right ear, I thought, would she still be breathing? As the phone rang, my eyes landed on the helpless girl lying on the concrete. My heart felt like it stopped working. She's just lying there...motionless. If it wasn't for the slight up and down movement of her sides...you wouldn't think she was even alive. Then I realized...how am I going to tell Itachi? And what about Sasuke? He's trying to make it seem like he's put together, but I know that inside, he's just as afraid as I am.
I had to hide the fact that I felt like crying when I heard his voice. "Naruto, I hate to seem rude but I'm a bit busy right now. Can you call me back in about an hour?"
I swallowed my fear and spoke sturdy. "Itachi, I need you to sit down and listen to me."
"O-okay? What's going on?"
Come on Naruto, don't cry. I could hear the sirens getting closer. "I-Itachi...Kara had a seizure-"
"WHAT?!"
I could literally hear the chair he was sitting in crash to the floor. "She's breathing and the ambulance is almost here. I can hear the sirens. We're going to meet you at the hospital."
There was no answer, because he was already off the phone. I shoved the phone into my pocket as I watched the paramedics rush through the door.
Itachi's P.O.V [Here's a new one. Lol]
"She's breathing and the ambulance is almost here-" I hung up the line and dropped the phone onto my desk. My hands immediately shot up to my head as I tried to steady my breathing. Okay Itachi...calm down. Having a panic attack right now isn't going to help matters. What am I going to do? I have so much paperwork, but...my sister is top priority. I have to go...I have to make sure she's okay. I made a promise to my father...to always protect the twins.
My hands moved to the edge of my desk. I squeezed until my nuckles were white, trying to stop the shaking. Okay...time to move. I stuck my phone back into my pocket and stood while pushing my arms into my jacket. I rushed to the front desk, finding Kushina and Minato reading over a case that just came in.
"Minato!" The panic in my voice caused both of them to jump.
Kushina watched me intently, trying to figure out what was wrong as Minato quickly made his way around the desk. His tone was that of a serious one as he spoke. "Itachi, are you okay?"
I decided to get to the point so I that I could make my way to the hospital as fast as possible. "Kara had a seizure at school. Naruto called and said that they're on their way to the hospital now."
Minato's eyes grew wide as his wife let out a gasp. Moving to her husband's side she worriedly asked, "Is she okay?"
My heart started racing again. I was already hyperventilating, but now the numbness is starting to flow through my entire face. I bit my lip hard enough to draw blood, it was a last minute attempt to stay focus and calm down. Tasting the iron and feeling the warm liquid slowly run down my chin, sent signals to my brain. Signals of pain. When your body experiences pain, that's all you can think about, the pain, the pain keeps my brain from responding to the hostile emotions I was feeling.
I can NOT panic. I have to focus. Focus. I didn't realize that I had slammed my eyes shut as I punctured my lip, until I felt something wiping the blood from my chin. My eyes shot back opened and focused on Kushina's warm smile. She had pulled a handkerchief from her pocket and started cleaning my lip while I was battling myself.
I was shocked. I'm so use to taking care of others, I've forgotten what it's like to be taken care of. Mom...you had chose to be friends with some of the greatest people on this earth. When Kushina felt like most of the mess was gone, she handed me the handkerchief and spoke. "You're going to be okay and so is Kara. Tell us what you have left to do and Minato and I will finish it for you."
After taking a deep breath, I answered, "I was in the middle of filing the Clarisa Charming case, to see if maybe we had passed anything that would help us solve it."
Minato's eyes narrowed at that. "The Clarisa Charming case? Isn't that the 15 year old girl that was raped?"
"Yes."
Kushina seemed confused. "Shouldn't your investigative group be doing that?"
"They did. Because the girl didn't get to the hospital in time, her rape kit showed no signs of the suspect's DNA. So the investigation is on hiatus. I thought...I thought that maybe I could spot something. Re-read Clarisa's history, go over who she hung out with, who was around her. Anything that might help us narrow down the suspects. The man wore a mask that hid his face and eyes. He had placed a voice disruptor in the mask so she wouldn't recognize him. That tells me it was either someone she knew or was involved with in some way."
Minato rested his hand on my shoulder. "Got it. We'll go over it for you. Just make sure Princess is okay and tell her we'll check on her later."
"Thank you."
Kara's P.O.V
My eyes slowly opened as my body kicked into gear. I felt sore, but it was nothing compared to the beating I got in that coffee shop. My eyes slowly came into focus as I evaluated my environment. White ceilings? Beige curtains? Oh no. "Dammit! Wasn't I just here yesterday?!"
"Good. That means you haven't lost any of your memory."
My eyes widened and my body jumped. Quickly sitting up and looking to my left, I find a middle aged brunette woman with a few gray and white hairs. "Hey, you're-" I know this woman, she was my nurse yesterday. "Barb?"
She smiled at that. "Welcome back. I'm glad to see you again, but...I didn't think it would be so soon. You must've missed me, huh?" She giggled a little at her own joke.
I laughed a little too. The stitches in my lip seeming to not bother me as much. "As wonderful of nurse as you are, I really don't want to be here right now."
Her smile quickly turned into a sympathetic one. "I know hun." She flipped through the paper work on her clipboard before returning her attention to me. "Kakashi Hatake, Kiba Inuzuka, Naruto Uzumaki and Sasuke Uchiha all told us their story of what happened."
Sitting up straighter I asked, "They're all here?"
She smiled at me once again. "Yes dear, Itachi is here as well. But right now, I need you to tell me your side. I need to know what happened before, during and after your seizure-"
"Seizure?!" I couldn't stop my self from blurting it out. What is she talking about? I've never had a seizure. I've never even seen someone having a seizure. Wait...I fell and blacked out. All of those images...flashing through my mind. Of those men, mom and dad...Mr. Kyle. My heart started to race. Is she telling the truth? Was I really having a seizure?
Her voice pulled me back to reality. "Yes Lady Uchiha...you had a seizure. Your friends said that you were arguing and then you just dropped. I need to you to tell me what happened from your point of view. And you can't leave anything out sweetie. What you tell us will help the doctor help you."
This is really happening. What if something's wrong with me? "I..." I have to tell them...everything. I sighed as I collected my thoughts. "Okay...I'll give you the jist of it." She nodded her head and readied herself to write everything down. "Naruto and I are dating, but...Kiba and I...well he likes me. I was talking to him outside of my school. I...I just started to feel bad...about everything. So...I started venting. I said something about wishing I would've died with my parents. Kiba...he didn't like that so..." I paused. I don't like telling her these things. There's nothing wrong with Miss. Barbara, but I don't even like talking to my brothers about mom and dad.
She put her hand on my shoulder. "It's okay sweetie. Keep going."
I took in a deep breath and swung my legs over the edge of the bed, hoping it would make me more comfortable. "Kiba didn't like me talking that way, so he kissed me. When I told Naruto...he went off to go find Kiba. He was gonna fight him. Well...Sasuke took us outside so that we could talk it out. That's when...my body...it felt like it was tingling. Then in like, seconds I felt my legs lock up and I fell. I blacked out. I couldn't move and everything hurt. It was like...I don't know, an ache maybe? Like, all of my muscles just ached. In that darkness though...there were pictures. A bunch of them flipping through really fast and then it repeated. They were hard to see but I just kept watching them until I could get what they were."
"And what were these pictures of?"
"Lots of things, but they all related to something."
"What do you mean? Related to what dear?"
I looked into her eyes. "Pain...they all related to pain. Pictures of mom and dad. Pictures of...the men that came into Mr. Bailey's Coffee Shop. Pictures of...of...Mr. Kyle. Pictures that...showed things...I want to forget."
"Mr. Kyle? Who is Mr. Kyle? Is he one of your teachers?"
"No."
I tried to end it there, but it seemed like she had figured something out. "Kara...I need you to tell me who Mr. Kyle is."
"I don't want to."
She sighed and tried to flash me another warm smile. "Kara...please tell me who Mr. Kyle is."
"No...I don't want to." I can't...please don't make me.
She stood up. "Kara...tell me who-"
"No." Please.
"Kara...I need to know-"
"No." Please stop.
"Kara honey...did...did he rape-"
"I don't want to, so stop asking me!" I couldn't help it. I can't do this. Please. Please don't ask me again.
My sudden outburst caused her to step back. Once she collected herself, she tried to push again. "Kara...I'm sorry, but...you have to-"
"I want my brothers."
"Even if I get your brothers, you're going to have to-"
"I'll only tell you...if...my brothers are here...no one else...no one else can know."
She gave me another sympathetic look as she bent over and kissed the top of my head, the way a mother would. Then, she turned and left the room. I immediately broke. The tears just kept coming no matter how many times I wiped them away. Can I really do this? Can I really tell them about my real life boogie man? I hid these memories for so many years. Momma...mom...I need you...please help me do this...please.
This is it. I sat near the edge of my bed with my legs crossed like a 'pretzel'. My shoulders slouched. Miss. Barbara sat on the bed with me, holding tightly to my right hand. Dr. Carlos sat on the stool in front of the computer, ready to type in whatever I choose to tell him. And my brothers, they sat in the chairs in front of me, not sure what they should be thinking right now.
I asked them to tell Naruto, Kiba and Kakashi Sensei to stay in the waiting room while we go over my familie's 'medical history', and that they can see me when we're done. It may seem weird...or sound crazy...but...I can almost swear that I can feel my mother holding me on this hospital bed. I didn't want to make this a big deal. Shit happens to people. I'm sure I'm not the only one that has gone through some tough times before. Everyone has their own demons to deal with...nobody needs to know about mine. But...the doctor says that it may help them figure out what triggered my seizure. And...with the way my brothers worry, this was going to come out eventually.
Dr. Carlos clicked away at the computer before making his announcement. "Alright everyone. Kara is doing this for us to listen, so please be sure to do so. All of this information will be confidential to her doctors, any other actions can be chosen by her legal guardian." He turned and gave me a quick nod. "Whenever you're ready my dear."
I took in a deep breath as I felt Miss. Barbara lightly squeeze my hand, letting me know that it's okay. I looked at Itachi and asked, "First...tell me what you know about Kyle. You've said before that you use to hear rumors circling the boys' wing."
My brothers gave each other a quick glance before Itachi answered. "I would hear stuff like; Kyle had 'special' rules for the girls, that he was mean and made you guys do extra work. We didn't hear much though. The boys were not allowed to know about the girls."
Taking in a deep breath and forcing my self to calm down, I decided to tell them some of my story. It's time to talk about it. "Yes...'special' rules. We were to address him as Mr. Kyle, but only when it was aloud. Like when the government would send people to check on us once a month. We were to stand up straight, look presentable and tell stories about how great of a caretaker Mr. Kyle was. However, most of the time, we weren't allowed to talk to him, only listen and follow orders.
Whenever Mr. Kyle stepped into the room, we were to keep our heads down. We wasn't allowed to look at him unless he said otherwise. We were to do as we were told...or suffer the conciquinces. I know all too well, what his punishments for disobeying was like. The stubborn Uchiha blood in me couched me into standing up to him multiple times in the beginning. But I learned quickly to avoid that.
For something as simple as accidentally making eye contact with him when we weren't supposed to, granted us to several different 'correctings', as he would put it. It all depended on his mood that day. No food for up to 3 days. No bathroom access for a week, given a bucket to do our business in. A smack, punch or kicks. Whatever he thought of.
To help ease everyone's worries, no...he didn't rape me. He would...make a few passes now and then. A tap on the butt, 'accidental' rub of the boob, caresses to my face or playing with my hair. Sometimes he would have me sit on his lap while he did his paperwork. If I was to move, say or do anything...I would be 'corrected'. There...there was two or three times...he...he would make me sit on the bathroom toilet. He would be in the shower. I...I had to...stay in there while he masturbated. He always made sure to say my name as he reached his climax.
I was the only one aloud to do his laundry. He made me watch him undress before letting me go to the washer with his clothes. If I turned my head...something would be thrown at me. It was usually a glass ashtray. He threatened me almost daily, about how he would find a way to get the money our parents left us.
What he did...truly bothered me, but I tried to tell myself that it didn't. I knew that I would be out of there sooner than 95% of those girls. I wouldn't have to deal with him for long. Itachi...I know that it was hard for you to just turn 18 and immediately start taking care of us...but for me...you were my knight in shinning armor. You saved me from having to stay there until I was an adult."
Tears began their silent, painful journey down my cheeks about midway through my explanation. Sasuke looked hurt...angry. Itachi...he seemed pained and I'm almost certain he was trying to figure out a way to blame himself for everything that happened. My doctor and nurse were clearly shocked by what they just heard. I...well...at this point...I feel nothing. Like a blank canvas. Or...maybe, just maybe, I'm not so much a blank canvas. Maybe I was a beautiful painting at one point in time, but...somewhere along the way...I was washed out. But...I wonder. Maybe now...maybe now I can pick up the brushes and paint my own picture. Make it the way I want it to look.
