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I'm amazed at the amount of favorites and alerts and I would like to most definitely thank you guys for reviewing! YOu have no idea how happy you made me! So this chapter doesn't have much in it, but believe me the drama starts... well i suppose i would be wrong if i said it starts now, because it actually started the day they slept together.

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A Mistake Gone Right Chapter 2

The days slowly went by, and I began picking up the pieces to my life.

I learned that my life didn't stop because I had sex.

The world didn't stop spinning, people didn't stop smiling, birds didn't stop chirping; life went on. That was one of the most important things I learned.

Though it still affected me in a way that many people couldn't imagine and would take a long time get over, I learned to get through. I survived.

I became the prey that had to survive in the world full of predators. Like many prey, they had to survive using their knowledge of their surroundings. I found that not many people really cared about what I thought, they just cared about what they heard, and out of that they made out many stories.

People heard about my incident with him as the people who had watched our actions gossiped. Some went beyond the truth and made up tales; one rumor was that I jumped him the minute I saw him and our clothes were off before we hit the room. The funny thing about rumors is that it causes a lot of people to change their points of view on that person, but in this particular case no one thought much of it, but there was always the envious girl who'd ask me how it was, and I'd flush and stutter hoping someone would come and save me from this conversation.

The next few days after the incident became a challenge that I was forced (and wanted) to overcome. My mother told me once that life is full of obstacles, and the only thing you could do was over come them, and that was exactly what came to my mind a few days after the incident, when I actually started thinking...really thinking.

The days improved slightly as the more days went by and Sasuke stopped showing up to class.

I had a choice to retake the exam, but retaking it meant I would have to see his face again and I don't think I could've handled the hurt, so that became my obstacle and I overcame it by not taking it. It turned out that my sacrifice went to waste for he didn't bother showing up.

I chose not to tell my parents of my experience. It would do no good to anyone if they were worried about something they or anyone else couldn't change. It was good practice for me-ignoring that moment. Denial, Repression...What else could I do to help me out? I couldn't very well take back what happened.

My grades had dropped slightly, and my friends began to become worried. I couldn't help but feel a bit angry at them. Who were they to tell me "It's okay...it was an accident" because it wasn't okay. It changed my whole life

I spent a few days to myself thinking...just thinking and apparently they thought I was going the wrong way towards this problem. I saw them whispering worriedly to each other from the corner of my eyes and I knew I had to get a hold of myself for their (and my) sakes. I began smiling slowly and two weeks later, I grabbed a hold of my life.

It began when a boy who had heard about my situation, ignored the fact that I had lowered myself down to a slut and told me I looked great. I had gone straight back to my dorm and laughed and cried as I told my little tale to my three dear friends.

Little things like that was a great start for me; my grade picked up and I was more lively. I could finally think of that night without bursting out crying.

Three Weeks after the incident

I even went partying and clubbing on Friday nights. It was fun and I was always accompanied by someone who would protect me, someone I could trust. My friends never treated me as a burden, and I was entirely grateful to them.

Friday night clubbing...That was my downfall.

I saw him again outside of class for the first time in…the first time since we slept together.

Hinata brought Naruto with her and Ino and Shikamaru were together. That left Tenten and me to fend for ourselves.

Sadly, with Naruto came the man I had tried oh so hard to avoid-Sasuke. I saw him come through the doorway and my bright mood turned dismal. I freaked and Hinata saw the fright in my eyes and elbowed Ino pointing to the man who walked in. Being my protective guardians, they immediately pounced on Naruto.

"Dammit! Naruto! Why'd you invite him?!" Ino shrieked into his ear. Shikamaru had to hold onto her to refrain her from killing the man at fault. It really wasn't Naruto's fault. I hadn't announced to the world that I slept with the sexy God of Sex, and being completely oblivious to the gossip world, Naruto probably didn't know of the situation.

I looked around to find an escape route but I found none and as each step Sasuke took closer to us, my heartbeat started speeding up. Ino and Tenten stood on either side of me as if to protect me from the harm.

"Oi! Teme! Over here!" Naruto shouted waving his arms.

Sasuke's head turned from the girl he had brought with him to face Naruto.

The girl…did she know what was going to happen? Was she okay with what was going to happen? I was confused. Most of the girls knew of Sasuke's non-commiting relationships but they still clung to him as if he were their lifeline-showing off every little meaningless mark he had placed on them. She was a girl who I've talked to once or twice before, I didn't think she'd want to be with him, she seemed like a decent girl.

I hated the fact that he held soo much power over women.

The two sauntered on over. The girl, Ami was her name, smiled widely clinging onto his arm. His arm was draped lightly around her waist, while the other was set in his back pocket. She looked brilliantly happy. Was I that happy that day?

"I…I have to go to the bathroom excuse me!" I fakely smiled at Naruto. He just gave me a grin and nodded.

Hinata looked over at me and silently asked if she needed to come with me. I really wanted to be alone so I gave her a silent no. I passed the walking couple, pausing slightly to return the happy greeting Ami sent me, not looking at other's eyes.

In the bathroom, I splashed my face, willing myself to control my wildly spurring feelings. Taking a look into the mirror I saw the face of a tense girl, a girl who I no longer could recognize.

What happened to me?

I calmed down, took deep breaths before stepping back into the crowded room.

I walked through dancing couples, ignoring the irritated "heys." It was dark and it was difficult to completely avoid bumping into people. I bumped hard into a man who was dancing in front of me and to avoid falling, I had to grip his shoulders, his strong firm shoulders.

Familiarity...

He turned at the contact. My eyes widened.

"Sa..U-Uchiha-san!" He raised his eyebrows at me and I let go of his shoulders as if I had burnt myself. I flinched staring at his eyes. "I-Gomen," I said quietly and moved to walk back to where the others were standing.

He grabbed my wrist and smirked at my flinch. "I think we've long passed the formality stage."

I stiffened at the voice in my ear that brought back previous memories and wrenched my wrist out of his loosely held grasp. I turned and stared at him straight in his eyes that looked even darker in the dimmed lights.

Softly I whispered, "That was a … mistake, after today, I-I'm going to forget what ever had…" I was cut off when Ami slid in between the two of us.

My closure…

I sighed quietly and turned around and walked away not turning to glance at the man who had bothered to look over Ami's head to listen to my incomplete thought.

I held my head up high as the accursed tears that had stopped for a few days began to well up, but I refused to give in to them after I had tried so hard to get rid of them. I reached my group and said that I was going back to the dorm because I had to study.

Stupid tears.

"Aww! Sakura-chan! But you just got here!" I let out a small smile and ignored the worried glances of Ino and Hinata.

I made it to my dorm before breaking down completely.

I slid down the door and wrapped my arms around my crestfallen figure and cried. I was wrong, I still had tears left to spare.

Determination.

I became determined. I was no longer going to be prisoned in my guilt, my hurt. I masked my hurt in the disguise of the rush of college, filled my mind with thoughts other than Sasuke, ignored the part of me that just wanted to go up and smack him. I wanted nothing to do with him.

Did I?

The days after that meeting became more optimistic. I ignored the glances and talks of the few people who still gossiped about that night.

Instead I focused on the more important things of life, friendships, bonds, and my future. I started hanging out with guys again, little by little I began to trust them to not use me as a sleeping tool.

I hung out with Naruto, and though it meant that I would see a bit more of Sasuke than I really wanted to, it really became something that was no matter. I had managed to hold up a conversation with him. It didn't go far beyond the "Hey, how are you?" but the girls were proud of my achievement. I was proud.

Each time I accomplished something to help me get over the hurt; they were there with me celebrating each step I took towards freedom.

I would be lying if I said that it didn't bother me to watch Sasuke flirt with all those girls. In my treacherous heart, a little part of me (the part I began to ignore) wanted me to be the girl of his life. I wanted to be the one that changed him.

Healing takes time...

I was at the campus library researching the history of medicine when Ami came over and sat next to me. Somehow we became friends during the short moments of their relationship. She and him had a relationship that lasted no longer than my few hours with him and she seemed pretty broken up too, but it was nothing compared to the hurt I felt. I was there to help her through that moment.

She was now happy with another guy she had met, and was talking about her sex life with him. I gave her the occasional smiles and "ah"s indicating I was still in the conversation. Somehow we reached the topic of condoms.

Condoms.

Condoms.

Protection from becoming pregnant.

We hadn't used condoms. I had welcomed his release with nothing to protect us.

Could I be? No...It was impossible. Was it?

...

No birth controls, no protection.

In that moment my world turned slightly chilly again.

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