[Notice: This is my first fanfic! Please review....Feel free to flame or comment ~_^;;]
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Chapter 1:
She hated her life. She hated her mother. She hated what her mother had done to her family. She hated what her mother had done to her. And most of all, she hated herself. She resented the very fact that she was alive; she didn't want the torturous void known as life. She was all alone in life, no one who loved her . . . No one she could love . . . No one she could share her dreams, her fantasies . . . her feelings. She kept them bottled up inside where no one could touch them and where she wished she couldn't feel them as well. She usually sat like this, on the verge of tears inside her bare bedroom. She sealed herself off from the vile outside world. She hated it, too. Her mind soon began to wonder off to the days when her family was happy. And then the bad thoughts slowly crept back into her. The thoughts of the night of her family's destruction...Sakura began to remember the horrific night.
[Flashback]
Sakura slowly opened her eyes, hearing her alarm clock telling her to get her lazy behind out of bed. She glanced over to it, noticing what time it was. "I didn't set my alarm for this time" she thought to herself quietly. The reached over and attempted to press the ALARM OFF button, but it was already down. Then, she noticed how loud the beeping was. She felt an enormous pang of fear inside her now, for it was not her alarm clock, or anyone else's for that matter. It was, however, the fire alarm. Sakura tried to get up, but to no avail. "Get up Sakura!" she yelled to herself. "GET UP NOW!" she screamed.
She sat up groggily and climbed out of bed. She somberly walked over to her bedroom door, not fully awake. She turned her doorknob and pressed her weight against it. It didn't budge. Sakura was awake now. The pit of fear in her stomach began to widen and become deeper. She pushed against her door harder, but it wouldn't move. "What's going on?!" she asked herself furiously. She frantically charged the door, but it was nothing but a futile attempt. She began to softly weep. She began to cough a bit and noticed that putrid smoke was slowly invading her room. She had to do something. She couldn't die; she was only 11. That's when something much, much worse than her death popped into her mind. Her father. Her brother. Her mother. Where their doors sealed shut as well? "No!!" she screamed loudly. "Onii-chan!" she yelled, hoping her brother would hear her as his room was next to hers. No response. Her eyes darted across the room, looking for any possible escape from the vile smoke and fire. She saw her window and it hit her. The window. She could jump out. She ran over to it, trying to open it, but it was sealed as well. "No! W..W..Whats....going..o..o..on?!" she asked herself. She then remembered how fragile glass is. And remembered her wooden chair in front of her vanity mirror. She lifted it and walked over the window. She hurled it at the windows as hard as she could. It was sent through the glass, breaking it into many small slivers of glass, one of which flew towards Sakura and made a small cut under her right eye. She flinched in pain and began to feel blood trickle down her face. She mustered all her courage and looked out the window, seeing how far it was from her second-story room to the dark ground below. It was quite a drop, and she knew the impact could be devastating. "Better than suffocating" she thought to herself quietly. "I love you all..." she trailed off, and with that she jumped.
"Aaaaahhhhh!" she yelled, watching the dark ground approach her at incredible, unanticipated speed. She felt the bushes scratch her body and felt cuts and bruises form over her. Her left leg was in severe pain. She stood, staggering towards the house. When she reached the front door, she was suprised it was open. She was sure Touya had locked it before they had went to sleep "Touya.." she thought. Her big brother may not act like he loves her, but he really does. She began to limp through the door and saw the entire downstairs ablaze. She staggered over to the stairs and as quickly as she could, walked upstairs. She looked at her left leg and saw a deep cut, bleeding exuberantly. She winced in pain and she saw the blood coming from it. She continued up the stairs in agony. When she reached the top, she heard her brother and father screaming. She nearly fainted at what she saw. There was furniture piled up in front of everyone's door. That's why their doors wouldn't open. But that's not the worst of what she saw. She saw her mother, standing in the hallway with a can of gas and some matches. "Sakura- chan! Go!" she hissed at her daughter. "M..M..Mother....What are you.." her mother walked over to her and slapped her hard across the face. "Get out of here before I throw you into the fire!" Sakura was startled. She stood there in fear watching her mother walk towards her. "I said get outta here you bitch!" she yelled and brought her hand down upon Sakura.
[End flashback]
Sakura's vision began to fade. "Mother..." she said, fainting upon her bed. It was all a familiar thing to her, she couldn't take those painful memories for long. Why she had never told the police, she didn't know. If she did, she might have all she had left, her mother, taken away from her. She drifted off into a nightmare filled sleep of her mother and that night. It haunted her when she slept. But, as some might argue, that isn't the worst part of her life.
Sakura awoke, covered in sweat. "Bout damn time" her mother hissed. Sakura looked around her barren room. Ever since her family had died, her mother had become a drug addict and a prostitute. She cared little for Sakura, and thought of her only as a way to make money which she needed to buy more drugs. "You have a visitor, Sakura" Sakura's eyes widened in fear. "No! No! Mother, no! I..I'm not going to stand for it any longer!" Her mother scowled. "He payed good money. I expect he gets what he paid for." Her mother strode towards Sakura's mattress and slapped her across her already bruised face, hard. "It would just add to the bruises....." Sakura thought. Then, her greatest fear became a reality. A man of about forty, and seemingly overweight, walked into the room. "Hello, Cherry Blossom." he said quietly. "I'll leave you two alone..And if you have any trouble with her, just smack her across the face. She'll stop resisting after a few of those" "No, mother! Why!" her mother closed the door behind her.
[Sakura's Mother's Point-of-View]
She glanced at the wad of hundreds the man had paid for three hours of Sakura. He was a frequent customer, and she charged him less because he had payed so well. There were six hundreds there. She heard Sakura scream from her room. "That bitch better not be giving him a hard time, or else she'll go without food for two days!" She walked out of her house, leaving that man with Sakura as she headed down the road to where the local dealer lived. She was out of heroin, and needed it badly. Sakura's feelings and emotions were nothing to her. She had her heroin and her boyfriends. The only reason she kept Sakura around was because she needed the money. And she made damn good money, too.
[Sakura's Point-Of-View]
She watched in horror as she heard her mother walk away from her door. She glanced at the man standing over her. "Please, mister, don't...." he scowled and advanced towards her. You know what to do. "I'm not gonna do it!" she yelled furiously. He grabbed her by the waist and shook her violently. "Don't give me any trouble. I would hate to add to the bruises that scatter your pretty little face." "No! Get away from me!" she yelled at him furiously and kicked him in the shin. He ran towards her and smacked her across the face with much more force than her mother did. She let out a scream of pain and lost consciousness. The last thing she remembered is before passing out is that she was alone. And would be...forever...
[Sakura's Dream]
Sakura took a bite out of the juicy steak as she looked across the table at her father. "Is it good Sakura-chan?" Sakura smiled "Hai!" It's so tender!" Sakura said while smiling innocently. She said Touya walk in "hello Monster. Didn't eat all of the steak already did you?" Sakura balled a fist up and gave her brother a death glare."I'm not a monster!" she yelled at her brother. Suddenly, the atmosphere changed from happiness to hate, despair, and anger. Everything around the table in the kitchen faded to blackness. Sakura shivered in fear. "Sakura.." her father said quietly. "Why did you let your mother kill me?" Sakura's heart stopped. "Yeah Sakura, why did you let your mother kill us?" Touya asked quizzically. "Why you didn't even try to call the police!" her father yelled. "I..I couldn't" Sakura whispered, tears swelling up in her eyes. "You wanted us to die, didn't you Sakura?" Touya asked. "No Onii-chan.....I..I.." her mother glared over to her "I, for one, think your better off. I'm better off as well." "NO!" Sakura yelled. "It's all your fault Sakura. You can't act all innocent like that. It's not working. You practically let her kill us." her father said hatefully. Sakura fell to her knees and began to cry. "Sakura, you know its true. You heart screams out from the guilt." Sakura now wept uncontrollably. Giving in to the guilt, Sakura said "I..I'm Sorry! Touya! Father! I couldn't save you! I should have been able to!" "Saying 'sorry' now won't help anything, now will it Murderer? Sakura looked up at him, her eyes swollen from her profuse crying. Sakura was speechless. Then, like nothing was wrong, she stood up slowly and ran away. She ran away into the black void as fast as she could, with tears streaming down her cheeks. She hated her dreams. She hated being here. But, she knew that it was not over. She couldn't wake up yet. The man, whoever he was, was still there. In her room. Somehow, she always knew when she could wake up and when it would be safe. Sadly, she was unable to come to a conclusion about which was worse...The world that was built around her, or the world she built around herself to protect her from reality...
[7 Hours Later]
Sakura awoke, feeling hurt, abandoned, and unloved; used. She was very hungry, by the feeling was all to familiar. She didn't deserve much food her mother had said. She stood up, swaying a bit, and walked over to her vanity mirror and sat down. What started back at her chilled her to the bone. It couldn't be her. Her short, auburn hair was ruffled, pushed to one side, and tangled all over. Her body was covered from head to toe in bruises, cuts, or hand-marks. Her emerald eyes now shone a dull, lifeless green. Sakura could not believe what had become of her. She had some dirt smudged on her, and winced when she thought about how it could have gotten there. She jumped out of her seat when she heard her bedroom door squeak, and then open. Her mother walked in, her arm with plenty of fresh needle holes. A pit of hear now dwelled in Sakura's stomach. "I'm very, very mad at you Sakura." Her mother said forcefully. "You passed out on yet another customer! If you keep this up, no one will want you anymore!" Sakura looked up at her mother and glared at her. "Why do you put me through hell? I'm tired of it! I will not do it anymore!" Sakura yelled at her mother. Sakura's mother walked over to her "Sakura, do you really think I give a damn about how you feel? All you are is an excellent way to generate money." Sakura hugged her knees and began to cry. "Shut-up you stupid bitch!" her mother yelled and slapped her across the face. That's when Sakura finally worked up enough courage to stand up for herself. She stood up and smacked her mother across the face, screaming "Don't touch me you filthy whore!" Her mother staggered back a bit, and then retorted with a swift, painful kick to the shin. "Argh!" Sakura yelped in pain and took a knee. "So I see you think your ready to play with the big girls, huh?" her mother echoed cooly. She then raised her high heel and positioned it above Sakura's bruised face. "Don't you ever, ever hit me again." her mother said grimly and slid her high-heel across Sakura's tainted face, created a deep gash that started to bleed profusely. "Ahhh!" Sakura yelled in pain. Sakura's mother pushed her down on the bed and told her of what she was going to be doing that night. It involved performing for her dealer.
"P...Performing" Sakura stammered, her mother's words still stinging themselves into her mind. Her eyes widened as her mother threw a skimpy leather outfit onto her bead. "Yes, and that's what your wearing." Sakura's heart cringed in fear. "I..I don't want too" Sakura whispered. "Well, then you will not eat for three days!" Sakura's heart sank. "And, you will still go over there weather you like it or not!" Her mother stormed out of the room. She couldn't believe what was happening. She had never had to perform, and now that she thought about it, she didn't intend to either. She stood up and walked over to her door, opening it with determination. She saw her mother sitting at the table in the kitchen. "And just where do you think your going?!" her mother leered at her fiercely. Sakura then mustered her courage and flew towards the door. She opened it, and ran outside as fast as she could. Her mother followed her. "Someone stop her! She'll give us all away if she gets free!" her mother stopped, panting from her low endurance. Sakura kept on running. Then, she heard gunshots. She whirled her head around in time to see the dealer and his 'gang' shooting at her. She heard some bullets ricochet off of the asphalt. She could blow their whole operation if she told the right people. That's when Sakura noticed something wasn't right. She felt a deep burning pain in her side. Glancing down at her side, she noticed a bad wound there, made from a bullet. Sakura panicked, not knowing what to do, so she kept running. Eventually, the gunshots faded out and she began to get dizzy. She didn't know where she was. She saw the headlights of a car in front of her. She feel to her knees and black out.
[Yelan's Point-of-View]
She saw the outline of a young girl on the side of the road, kneeling in agony. "Stop the car!" she yelled at her driver. He quickly did so, causing the car to screech. When she climbed out, what she saw chilled her to the bone. There stood a teenage girl, battered and beaten, and she was bleeding horribly from the side. "Xiaolang! Come help me with this girl!" she yelled to her son. She wondered how this girl was still alive. Syaoran stepped out of the car with a clam look on his face. But that's when he noticed her.
[Xiaolang/Syaoran's Point-of-View]
Syaoran stepped out of the car calmly, not really knowing how bad of shape this girl was in. When he saw her, he held back a yelp of surprise. He ran over to his mother. "Mother, she is in horrible condition! We must get her to the hospital, and quickly at that!" his mother turned towards him. Here, help me carry her into the car. He obeyed, lifting this girl onto his shoulders and placing her ever so softly into the car. He saw her trembling, like she was cold. He placed his jacket over her in an attempt to keep her warm. He saw her eyes flutter at the contact, then she lost consciousness again. "Mother, she just woke up for a second." Yelan nodded, and then instructed the driver "To the hospital, and make it quick!" "Whatever happened to her" Syaoran thought, "She didn't deserve...I can just tell..."
[Sakura's Point-of-View]
Sakura opened her eyes, seeing a man leaning over her, putting his coat on her. Her body trembled from the cold. She tried to stay awake, but the cold was inviting her. Inviting her to rest...A nice, peaceful sleep away from Life....away from mother.....away from everything..Sakura gave in to these temptations, and slipped out of consciousness.
[Around 10 minutes later, and in Syaoran's Point-of-View]
Syaoran was still deep in thought when the car screeched to a stop. "We are here!" the driver instructed. Syaoran and his mother carried the girl into the hospital. They headed towards what appeared to be the Emergency Room. It was rather crowded, and made Syaoran think that maybe they wont be able to get her in. He shouted "Injured Girl!" aloud and caught one of the nurses attention. She paged the doctor and they towed Sakura off on a stretcher while placing IV tubes into her already bruised arms. So, they sat. Syaoran and his mother sat, waiting for the news on a girl that they had never met, and already Syaoran felt that no one deserves this....No one.
[Around 1 hour later]
Syaoran quickly sat up. Had long had he been asleep? He glanced over to his mother, who was sound asleep. He got up and walked towards the receptionist. "Uh, is there any news on a young girl who was brought in here earlier..She was all bruised up and such.." the receptionist pulled out some papers and sadly said to him "No, no news on her condition yet. All it says here is that she is asleep and they are running tests. She seems to have many complications, she was brought in an hour ago." At that, Syaoran said thank you and walked slowly back to his seat. He wondered what had happened to her and why. Just then a doctor walked into the emergency Room and approached him and his mother. "Mother...Wake up" Syaoran said while shaking her arm. She awoke in time to hear the doctor tell of the girl's condition. "Well, first off." said the doctor, "Her name is Sakura Kinomoto and she has been missing and out of school since the 5th grade. Secondly, she has been abused quite horridly, leaving many cuts, bruises, lacerations, and other markings all over her body. Thirdly, she has been sexually assaulted countless times. Fourthly she is suffering mildly from malnutrition. Lastly, she has a bad gunshot wound to her right side. I have tried to ask her questions, but she will not speak to me. Maybe one of you would like to try to talk to her. 'I will" said Syaoran. "Good-luck trying to get her to talk, she is afraid of me. When I was putting ointment on her face for that awful scratch, she woke up screaming. She kept yelling 'no' and 'im not going to do it' and things of that nature, then she passed out. She is awake now, eating a meal." "Alright, I'll tell you everything I can find out." And with that Syaoran walked towards Sakura's room. As he was walking, translated Sakura's name into Chinese. "Ying-Fa.." he said aloud. "Cherry Blossom".
[Sakura's Point-of-View]
Sakura trembled. She was in eternal blackness; eternal cold. She was now more alone than ever. She heard a man's voice say "Ms. Kinomoto? Are you awake? You have a visitor.." her heart froze. She opened her eyes slowly to find a man towering over her. "No! Get away!" she yelled, kicking and trashing about the bed. "It'll be ok Ms. Kinomoto Your in a hospital. No one here wants to hurt you." her movements stopped and she opened her stale green eyes. She saw the doctor looking over her. "Now, that's better.." he said. "You have a visitor, Ms. Kinomoto. He is one of the people who brought you here, Syaoran-Li."
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[This has been reformmated. I will be rewriting later parts of the story. I originally wrote this when I was 15, I'm now 17, and I just got over my writer's block. I've drafted chapter 5 almost 7 times now, and I have finally reached something I can agree with. I hope you all enjoyed this. Please review with any grammatical errors I may have made. Thanks for reading ^.^ ~ Bob]
[Also, for anyone that may have noticed, "She was sunrise it was open"!]
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Chapter 1:
She hated her life. She hated her mother. She hated what her mother had done to her family. She hated what her mother had done to her. And most of all, she hated herself. She resented the very fact that she was alive; she didn't want the torturous void known as life. She was all alone in life, no one who loved her . . . No one she could love . . . No one she could share her dreams, her fantasies . . . her feelings. She kept them bottled up inside where no one could touch them and where she wished she couldn't feel them as well. She usually sat like this, on the verge of tears inside her bare bedroom. She sealed herself off from the vile outside world. She hated it, too. Her mind soon began to wonder off to the days when her family was happy. And then the bad thoughts slowly crept back into her. The thoughts of the night of her family's destruction...Sakura began to remember the horrific night.
[Flashback]
Sakura slowly opened her eyes, hearing her alarm clock telling her to get her lazy behind out of bed. She glanced over to it, noticing what time it was. "I didn't set my alarm for this time" she thought to herself quietly. The reached over and attempted to press the ALARM OFF button, but it was already down. Then, she noticed how loud the beeping was. She felt an enormous pang of fear inside her now, for it was not her alarm clock, or anyone else's for that matter. It was, however, the fire alarm. Sakura tried to get up, but to no avail. "Get up Sakura!" she yelled to herself. "GET UP NOW!" she screamed.
She sat up groggily and climbed out of bed. She somberly walked over to her bedroom door, not fully awake. She turned her doorknob and pressed her weight against it. It didn't budge. Sakura was awake now. The pit of fear in her stomach began to widen and become deeper. She pushed against her door harder, but it wouldn't move. "What's going on?!" she asked herself furiously. She frantically charged the door, but it was nothing but a futile attempt. She began to softly weep. She began to cough a bit and noticed that putrid smoke was slowly invading her room. She had to do something. She couldn't die; she was only 11. That's when something much, much worse than her death popped into her mind. Her father. Her brother. Her mother. Where their doors sealed shut as well? "No!!" she screamed loudly. "Onii-chan!" she yelled, hoping her brother would hear her as his room was next to hers. No response. Her eyes darted across the room, looking for any possible escape from the vile smoke and fire. She saw her window and it hit her. The window. She could jump out. She ran over to it, trying to open it, but it was sealed as well. "No! W..W..Whats....going..o..o..on?!" she asked herself. She then remembered how fragile glass is. And remembered her wooden chair in front of her vanity mirror. She lifted it and walked over the window. She hurled it at the windows as hard as she could. It was sent through the glass, breaking it into many small slivers of glass, one of which flew towards Sakura and made a small cut under her right eye. She flinched in pain and began to feel blood trickle down her face. She mustered all her courage and looked out the window, seeing how far it was from her second-story room to the dark ground below. It was quite a drop, and she knew the impact could be devastating. "Better than suffocating" she thought to herself quietly. "I love you all..." she trailed off, and with that she jumped.
"Aaaaahhhhh!" she yelled, watching the dark ground approach her at incredible, unanticipated speed. She felt the bushes scratch her body and felt cuts and bruises form over her. Her left leg was in severe pain. She stood, staggering towards the house. When she reached the front door, she was suprised it was open. She was sure Touya had locked it before they had went to sleep "Touya.." she thought. Her big brother may not act like he loves her, but he really does. She began to limp through the door and saw the entire downstairs ablaze. She staggered over to the stairs and as quickly as she could, walked upstairs. She looked at her left leg and saw a deep cut, bleeding exuberantly. She winced in pain and she saw the blood coming from it. She continued up the stairs in agony. When she reached the top, she heard her brother and father screaming. She nearly fainted at what she saw. There was furniture piled up in front of everyone's door. That's why their doors wouldn't open. But that's not the worst of what she saw. She saw her mother, standing in the hallway with a can of gas and some matches. "Sakura- chan! Go!" she hissed at her daughter. "M..M..Mother....What are you.." her mother walked over to her and slapped her hard across the face. "Get out of here before I throw you into the fire!" Sakura was startled. She stood there in fear watching her mother walk towards her. "I said get outta here you bitch!" she yelled and brought her hand down upon Sakura.
[End flashback]
Sakura's vision began to fade. "Mother..." she said, fainting upon her bed. It was all a familiar thing to her, she couldn't take those painful memories for long. Why she had never told the police, she didn't know. If she did, she might have all she had left, her mother, taken away from her. She drifted off into a nightmare filled sleep of her mother and that night. It haunted her when she slept. But, as some might argue, that isn't the worst part of her life.
Sakura awoke, covered in sweat. "Bout damn time" her mother hissed. Sakura looked around her barren room. Ever since her family had died, her mother had become a drug addict and a prostitute. She cared little for Sakura, and thought of her only as a way to make money which she needed to buy more drugs. "You have a visitor, Sakura" Sakura's eyes widened in fear. "No! No! Mother, no! I..I'm not going to stand for it any longer!" Her mother scowled. "He payed good money. I expect he gets what he paid for." Her mother strode towards Sakura's mattress and slapped her across her already bruised face, hard. "It would just add to the bruises....." Sakura thought. Then, her greatest fear became a reality. A man of about forty, and seemingly overweight, walked into the room. "Hello, Cherry Blossom." he said quietly. "I'll leave you two alone..And if you have any trouble with her, just smack her across the face. She'll stop resisting after a few of those" "No, mother! Why!" her mother closed the door behind her.
[Sakura's Mother's Point-of-View]
She glanced at the wad of hundreds the man had paid for three hours of Sakura. He was a frequent customer, and she charged him less because he had payed so well. There were six hundreds there. She heard Sakura scream from her room. "That bitch better not be giving him a hard time, or else she'll go without food for two days!" She walked out of her house, leaving that man with Sakura as she headed down the road to where the local dealer lived. She was out of heroin, and needed it badly. Sakura's feelings and emotions were nothing to her. She had her heroin and her boyfriends. The only reason she kept Sakura around was because she needed the money. And she made damn good money, too.
[Sakura's Point-Of-View]
She watched in horror as she heard her mother walk away from her door. She glanced at the man standing over her. "Please, mister, don't...." he scowled and advanced towards her. You know what to do. "I'm not gonna do it!" she yelled furiously. He grabbed her by the waist and shook her violently. "Don't give me any trouble. I would hate to add to the bruises that scatter your pretty little face." "No! Get away from me!" she yelled at him furiously and kicked him in the shin. He ran towards her and smacked her across the face with much more force than her mother did. She let out a scream of pain and lost consciousness. The last thing she remembered is before passing out is that she was alone. And would be...forever...
[Sakura's Dream]
Sakura took a bite out of the juicy steak as she looked across the table at her father. "Is it good Sakura-chan?" Sakura smiled "Hai!" It's so tender!" Sakura said while smiling innocently. She said Touya walk in "hello Monster. Didn't eat all of the steak already did you?" Sakura balled a fist up and gave her brother a death glare."I'm not a monster!" she yelled at her brother. Suddenly, the atmosphere changed from happiness to hate, despair, and anger. Everything around the table in the kitchen faded to blackness. Sakura shivered in fear. "Sakura.." her father said quietly. "Why did you let your mother kill me?" Sakura's heart stopped. "Yeah Sakura, why did you let your mother kill us?" Touya asked quizzically. "Why you didn't even try to call the police!" her father yelled. "I..I couldn't" Sakura whispered, tears swelling up in her eyes. "You wanted us to die, didn't you Sakura?" Touya asked. "No Onii-chan.....I..I.." her mother glared over to her "I, for one, think your better off. I'm better off as well." "NO!" Sakura yelled. "It's all your fault Sakura. You can't act all innocent like that. It's not working. You practically let her kill us." her father said hatefully. Sakura fell to her knees and began to cry. "Sakura, you know its true. You heart screams out from the guilt." Sakura now wept uncontrollably. Giving in to the guilt, Sakura said "I..I'm Sorry! Touya! Father! I couldn't save you! I should have been able to!" "Saying 'sorry' now won't help anything, now will it Murderer? Sakura looked up at him, her eyes swollen from her profuse crying. Sakura was speechless. Then, like nothing was wrong, she stood up slowly and ran away. She ran away into the black void as fast as she could, with tears streaming down her cheeks. She hated her dreams. She hated being here. But, she knew that it was not over. She couldn't wake up yet. The man, whoever he was, was still there. In her room. Somehow, she always knew when she could wake up and when it would be safe. Sadly, she was unable to come to a conclusion about which was worse...The world that was built around her, or the world she built around herself to protect her from reality...
[7 Hours Later]
Sakura awoke, feeling hurt, abandoned, and unloved; used. She was very hungry, by the feeling was all to familiar. She didn't deserve much food her mother had said. She stood up, swaying a bit, and walked over to her vanity mirror and sat down. What started back at her chilled her to the bone. It couldn't be her. Her short, auburn hair was ruffled, pushed to one side, and tangled all over. Her body was covered from head to toe in bruises, cuts, or hand-marks. Her emerald eyes now shone a dull, lifeless green. Sakura could not believe what had become of her. She had some dirt smudged on her, and winced when she thought about how it could have gotten there. She jumped out of her seat when she heard her bedroom door squeak, and then open. Her mother walked in, her arm with plenty of fresh needle holes. A pit of hear now dwelled in Sakura's stomach. "I'm very, very mad at you Sakura." Her mother said forcefully. "You passed out on yet another customer! If you keep this up, no one will want you anymore!" Sakura looked up at her mother and glared at her. "Why do you put me through hell? I'm tired of it! I will not do it anymore!" Sakura yelled at her mother. Sakura's mother walked over to her "Sakura, do you really think I give a damn about how you feel? All you are is an excellent way to generate money." Sakura hugged her knees and began to cry. "Shut-up you stupid bitch!" her mother yelled and slapped her across the face. That's when Sakura finally worked up enough courage to stand up for herself. She stood up and smacked her mother across the face, screaming "Don't touch me you filthy whore!" Her mother staggered back a bit, and then retorted with a swift, painful kick to the shin. "Argh!" Sakura yelped in pain and took a knee. "So I see you think your ready to play with the big girls, huh?" her mother echoed cooly. She then raised her high heel and positioned it above Sakura's bruised face. "Don't you ever, ever hit me again." her mother said grimly and slid her high-heel across Sakura's tainted face, created a deep gash that started to bleed profusely. "Ahhh!" Sakura yelled in pain. Sakura's mother pushed her down on the bed and told her of what she was going to be doing that night. It involved performing for her dealer.
"P...Performing" Sakura stammered, her mother's words still stinging themselves into her mind. Her eyes widened as her mother threw a skimpy leather outfit onto her bead. "Yes, and that's what your wearing." Sakura's heart cringed in fear. "I..I don't want too" Sakura whispered. "Well, then you will not eat for three days!" Sakura's heart sank. "And, you will still go over there weather you like it or not!" Her mother stormed out of the room. She couldn't believe what was happening. She had never had to perform, and now that she thought about it, she didn't intend to either. She stood up and walked over to her door, opening it with determination. She saw her mother sitting at the table in the kitchen. "And just where do you think your going?!" her mother leered at her fiercely. Sakura then mustered her courage and flew towards the door. She opened it, and ran outside as fast as she could. Her mother followed her. "Someone stop her! She'll give us all away if she gets free!" her mother stopped, panting from her low endurance. Sakura kept on running. Then, she heard gunshots. She whirled her head around in time to see the dealer and his 'gang' shooting at her. She heard some bullets ricochet off of the asphalt. She could blow their whole operation if she told the right people. That's when Sakura noticed something wasn't right. She felt a deep burning pain in her side. Glancing down at her side, she noticed a bad wound there, made from a bullet. Sakura panicked, not knowing what to do, so she kept running. Eventually, the gunshots faded out and she began to get dizzy. She didn't know where she was. She saw the headlights of a car in front of her. She feel to her knees and black out.
[Yelan's Point-of-View]
She saw the outline of a young girl on the side of the road, kneeling in agony. "Stop the car!" she yelled at her driver. He quickly did so, causing the car to screech. When she climbed out, what she saw chilled her to the bone. There stood a teenage girl, battered and beaten, and she was bleeding horribly from the side. "Xiaolang! Come help me with this girl!" she yelled to her son. She wondered how this girl was still alive. Syaoran stepped out of the car with a clam look on his face. But that's when he noticed her.
[Xiaolang/Syaoran's Point-of-View]
Syaoran stepped out of the car calmly, not really knowing how bad of shape this girl was in. When he saw her, he held back a yelp of surprise. He ran over to his mother. "Mother, she is in horrible condition! We must get her to the hospital, and quickly at that!" his mother turned towards him. Here, help me carry her into the car. He obeyed, lifting this girl onto his shoulders and placing her ever so softly into the car. He saw her trembling, like she was cold. He placed his jacket over her in an attempt to keep her warm. He saw her eyes flutter at the contact, then she lost consciousness again. "Mother, she just woke up for a second." Yelan nodded, and then instructed the driver "To the hospital, and make it quick!" "Whatever happened to her" Syaoran thought, "She didn't deserve...I can just tell..."
[Sakura's Point-of-View]
Sakura opened her eyes, seeing a man leaning over her, putting his coat on her. Her body trembled from the cold. She tried to stay awake, but the cold was inviting her. Inviting her to rest...A nice, peaceful sleep away from Life....away from mother.....away from everything..Sakura gave in to these temptations, and slipped out of consciousness.
[Around 10 minutes later, and in Syaoran's Point-of-View]
Syaoran was still deep in thought when the car screeched to a stop. "We are here!" the driver instructed. Syaoran and his mother carried the girl into the hospital. They headed towards what appeared to be the Emergency Room. It was rather crowded, and made Syaoran think that maybe they wont be able to get her in. He shouted "Injured Girl!" aloud and caught one of the nurses attention. She paged the doctor and they towed Sakura off on a stretcher while placing IV tubes into her already bruised arms. So, they sat. Syaoran and his mother sat, waiting for the news on a girl that they had never met, and already Syaoran felt that no one deserves this....No one.
[Around 1 hour later]
Syaoran quickly sat up. Had long had he been asleep? He glanced over to his mother, who was sound asleep. He got up and walked towards the receptionist. "Uh, is there any news on a young girl who was brought in here earlier..She was all bruised up and such.." the receptionist pulled out some papers and sadly said to him "No, no news on her condition yet. All it says here is that she is asleep and they are running tests. She seems to have many complications, she was brought in an hour ago." At that, Syaoran said thank you and walked slowly back to his seat. He wondered what had happened to her and why. Just then a doctor walked into the emergency Room and approached him and his mother. "Mother...Wake up" Syaoran said while shaking her arm. She awoke in time to hear the doctor tell of the girl's condition. "Well, first off." said the doctor, "Her name is Sakura Kinomoto and she has been missing and out of school since the 5th grade. Secondly, she has been abused quite horridly, leaving many cuts, bruises, lacerations, and other markings all over her body. Thirdly, she has been sexually assaulted countless times. Fourthly she is suffering mildly from malnutrition. Lastly, she has a bad gunshot wound to her right side. I have tried to ask her questions, but she will not speak to me. Maybe one of you would like to try to talk to her. 'I will" said Syaoran. "Good-luck trying to get her to talk, she is afraid of me. When I was putting ointment on her face for that awful scratch, she woke up screaming. She kept yelling 'no' and 'im not going to do it' and things of that nature, then she passed out. She is awake now, eating a meal." "Alright, I'll tell you everything I can find out." And with that Syaoran walked towards Sakura's room. As he was walking, translated Sakura's name into Chinese. "Ying-Fa.." he said aloud. "Cherry Blossom".
[Sakura's Point-of-View]
Sakura trembled. She was in eternal blackness; eternal cold. She was now more alone than ever. She heard a man's voice say "Ms. Kinomoto? Are you awake? You have a visitor.." her heart froze. She opened her eyes slowly to find a man towering over her. "No! Get away!" she yelled, kicking and trashing about the bed. "It'll be ok Ms. Kinomoto Your in a hospital. No one here wants to hurt you." her movements stopped and she opened her stale green eyes. She saw the doctor looking over her. "Now, that's better.." he said. "You have a visitor, Ms. Kinomoto. He is one of the people who brought you here, Syaoran-Li."
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[This has been reformmated. I will be rewriting later parts of the story. I originally wrote this when I was 15, I'm now 17, and I just got over my writer's block. I've drafted chapter 5 almost 7 times now, and I have finally reached something I can agree with. I hope you all enjoyed this. Please review with any grammatical errors I may have made. Thanks for reading ^.^ ~ Bob]
[Also, for anyone that may have noticed, "She was sunrise it was open"!]