Her damaged flower
By, Walking Contradictor
Summary: S+S. She longed for death. For freedom. For reconciliation. Something he could not provide.
Pairing: S+S
Chapter 1: Her broken past
Everyone would stare at her as she passed; awed, slack-jawed, ready to faint. She was beautiful. A work of art. Something someone would be proud to hold. Something. Yes, something. She was a human, yet people thought of her as an object. Something to use for show, for fame, for lust. No love. Just an object.
She had auburn hair that fell beneath her shoulder and beautiful waves that curved and fell delicately. Her eyes were of emerald green. Once shined so brightly, now a dim hue of green. Her face was beautifully structured and she was not skinny, nor fat. She was just right. She was perfect. She was Sakura.
Kinomoto, Sakura.
Her dull emotionless eyes were what gave people a grimace. However, she ignored everyone. She cared not what people thought. All she wanted to do was die.
Die.
Die in the fiery pits of hell.
Die.
Die alone, tortured.
Sin.
She had sinned.
Sin.
A sin that was meant to be unspoken.
Sakura.
She was Sakura. She was…Kinomoto, Sakura.
As she aimlessly walked around the park, head held low, eyes piercing her shoes, glaring. Glaring. Glaring ice cold daggers, wishing wistfully to reach out. Reach out and grasp those daggers. Reach out and kill herself.
Suicide.
It was a word that she had come to be fond of. One of which she couldn't do. Even if it welcomed her with open arms, she had to live. She promised to live. Live for her family. Live for her friend. Live for everyone.
If only she hadn't promised. She walked around the lands with nothing but pure desire of death. Everyone would stare longingly at her. Hah. If they had gotten to know the real her, they would have a run for their money.
Oh how she wished to turn time back.
Time.
Time was what she had plenty of.
Time was what they didn't have any more.
Hm…wondering what actually happened to her?
What had been so painful?
What had been life scarring?
Everything:
She kissed her mother and father good-bye, hugging her brother Touya and her best friend Tomoyo.
"Bye! Have fun at the convention!"
They had been urgently called on a meeting overseas. Her parents were working alongside Tomoyo in the big company rankings, and she had promised to stay and take care of the house while they were away.
"I'll see you soon! Have a safe trip!"
They all smiled and waved at her before boarding the plane. Sakura ran to the large windows to watch the plane start moving and lift from the ground.
Flying.
They were all flying. Sakura stared at the plan longingly before turning around, making her way out.
Crash. Boom. Disaster. Death.
The plane blew up. The eruption shattered the huge glass windows, throwing Sakura off balance and having her land on the floor, on her back, staring in horror as her loved ones died. Died right in front of her eyes.
Died.
Died while flying.
And that was how they had died. That had been scarring. She was left alone. Left with nothing. She had inherited money from both her family, and Tomoyo, which was kept safely in her bank, in the hands of those in need.
However. That wasn't how she had sinned.
No, this was only the beginning.
TBC…
Jah, be awestruck from the insightfulness! Yay! First time I wrote a fic, killing off her family AND Tomoyo. W00t for me. XD
-Walking Contradictor :D