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Rating: PG-13
Warning: Mild language
Note: Sakura POV
Because Of You
Three-Psychiatrist
by Sakura Maxwell
Now I'm out of the damned hospital. They said I could go but I need to see a psychiatrist.
So that's why I'm here. In front of this wooden door waiting to be opened.
"Stupid door," I mumble and glance down at my wrist. The mark is almost gone.
I smirk. They can't change the way I feel. No one can ever change the way I feel.
An emotion.
I raise my arm and knock lghtly on the door. I hear footsteps and then it opens, and I see a woman wearing glasses and a teal suit.
"Hello, you must be Sakura," she greets nicely. She's smiling.. Gah.
I stare at her, my expression emotionless.
Her smile falters a bit, but she lets me in and shuts the door.
I take a look around. Big wood desk on one side, that long chair I'm supposed to sit a couple feet away. Big ass windows.
The ordinary.
"You can sit there," she says, motioning towards the chair. "And make yourself comfortable."
I sit down and stare straight ahead. The woman goes to her desk.
"Well, my name is Mitchelle. I come from the states so.. I've dealt with a lot of these cases."
I glance at her. "Let's just get this over with, "I said pointedly. "I see no logic in this at all."
She smiles wearly and nods. "Okay. Hm, so Sakura," she says, shuffling through some papers, "I see that you've tried suicide quite a bit of times."
"That's right."
"And could you tell me why you do this?"
I glance at her. "Isn't it in your little report?"
She replies, "Yes, but I'd like you to explain why."
I turn my gaze away from her and say, "Why else? I'm not loved by anyone. Fujitaka has his job; it's more important than me. Touya has Yukito and his job; he enjoys what he does with Yukito instead of spending time with me. Tomoyo helps her mom with work, she doesn't have time for me. All the others, they have their own lives to worry about; I'm not worth their time."
"And what about a boy? Li Syaoran, is it? You never mentioned him."
I grit my teeth together. "He," I say through my teeth, "left for Hong Kong. We have nothing to do with each other."
I hear Mitchelle scribble something down and I smirk. I'm just a test subject of some kind on which she needs to examine.
"Sakura, so the reason you cut yourself often is because you think that you aren't loved?" she asks.
I nod in response. "No, I know I'm not loved."
I side glance at her and see her frowning. I narrow my eyes. Idiot, she doesn't understand.
"Well, Sakura.. This is one time, isn't it?" she says, getting up. She hands me a little paper. "I'm assigning you to some anti-depressents. It should help you."
I pick the paper from her grasp and stand up. "That all."
I head to the door and open it. Before I shut it she says, "Sakura, the only reason you're here is because you're family cares for you. If they didn't, they would have let you die."
I shut it and walk towards the elevator. I wait for the doors open.
They care for me? Mm hm, yea right. If they cared for me, they would've done best for me, and let me die.
The doors open and I step inside.
No one else is in it. No one else could see that lonely tear fall as I mouthed one name.
Syaoran..
-
R&R please. Arigato, minna-san!
Author Note: Hehehe.. WELL! We all know she loves him, I guess. O_o Now, where's Syaoran?! When's he gonna show up, eh??
Rating: PG-13
Warning: Mild language
Note: Sakura POV
Because Of You
Three-Psychiatrist
by Sakura Maxwell
Now I'm out of the damned hospital. They said I could go but I need to see a psychiatrist.
So that's why I'm here. In front of this wooden door waiting to be opened.
"Stupid door," I mumble and glance down at my wrist. The mark is almost gone.
I smirk. They can't change the way I feel. No one can ever change the way I feel.
An emotion.
I raise my arm and knock lghtly on the door. I hear footsteps and then it opens, and I see a woman wearing glasses and a teal suit.
"Hello, you must be Sakura," she greets nicely. She's smiling.. Gah.
I stare at her, my expression emotionless.
Her smile falters a bit, but she lets me in and shuts the door.
I take a look around. Big wood desk on one side, that long chair I'm supposed to sit a couple feet away. Big ass windows.
The ordinary.
"You can sit there," she says, motioning towards the chair. "And make yourself comfortable."
I sit down and stare straight ahead. The woman goes to her desk.
"Well, my name is Mitchelle. I come from the states so.. I've dealt with a lot of these cases."
I glance at her. "Let's just get this over with, "I said pointedly. "I see no logic in this at all."
She smiles wearly and nods. "Okay. Hm, so Sakura," she says, shuffling through some papers, "I see that you've tried suicide quite a bit of times."
"That's right."
"And could you tell me why you do this?"
I glance at her. "Isn't it in your little report?"
She replies, "Yes, but I'd like you to explain why."
I turn my gaze away from her and say, "Why else? I'm not loved by anyone. Fujitaka has his job; it's more important than me. Touya has Yukito and his job; he enjoys what he does with Yukito instead of spending time with me. Tomoyo helps her mom with work, she doesn't have time for me. All the others, they have their own lives to worry about; I'm not worth their time."
"And what about a boy? Li Syaoran, is it? You never mentioned him."
I grit my teeth together. "He," I say through my teeth, "left for Hong Kong. We have nothing to do with each other."
I hear Mitchelle scribble something down and I smirk. I'm just a test subject of some kind on which she needs to examine.
"Sakura, so the reason you cut yourself often is because you think that you aren't loved?" she asks.
I nod in response. "No, I know I'm not loved."
I side glance at her and see her frowning. I narrow my eyes. Idiot, she doesn't understand.
"Well, Sakura.. This is one time, isn't it?" she says, getting up. She hands me a little paper. "I'm assigning you to some anti-depressents. It should help you."
I pick the paper from her grasp and stand up. "That all."
I head to the door and open it. Before I shut it she says, "Sakura, the only reason you're here is because you're family cares for you. If they didn't, they would have let you die."
I shut it and walk towards the elevator. I wait for the doors open.
They care for me? Mm hm, yea right. If they cared for me, they would've done best for me, and let me die.
The doors open and I step inside.
No one else is in it. No one else could see that lonely tear fall as I mouthed one name.
Syaoran..
-
R&R please. Arigato, minna-san!
Author Note: Hehehe.. WELL! We all know she loves him, I guess. O_o Now, where's Syaoran?! When's he gonna show up, eh??