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Emms. I will only continue the story if there are reviews.
She looked at him .
He looked at her.
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Why
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"You piece you shit," said Ami, a girl about 2inches taller than Sakura , and Sasuke's forced fiancé. "Pathetic whore." Finished Ami as she finished her "work" of beating up Sakura.
She stood up.
After her painful being beaten session with Ami.
He looked at her coldly .
She looked at him innocently.
He walked away.
She stared at him, mouth open , with nothing coming out.
He walked away, with a inner sad expression that was slowly flooding from his cold, black heart.
Everyone called her a whore, a piece of unwanted shit.
And just because her parents died.
In a mission.
So what. If they died.
Its for Konoha anyway.
The village where she was beaten up.
She always remembered the words they last said to her.
" Sakura, be yourself."
Those words haunted her.
They haunted her so badly.
Now she realized, so what wasn't a good word.
It didn't even exist.
Maybe her parents WERE weak.
Or not.
Maybe ,
Maybe.
All she could do was hope.
Hope that her parents wasn't weak.
Hope that she wont be beaten up again.
Hope ..
Hope she will not suffer anymore.
No one wanted her.
Her so-called loving relatives whom bought her chocolate every time they see her,
Just called her a bitch.
Like everyone else.
Why , she asked.
Many times.
Why must she treated like this.
Why.
She was alone in this world.
Alone forever.
Until she met him.
Uchiha Sasuke.
He was the only one that looked into her eyes.
Her green eyes, full of despair.
Everyone thought it was ugly.
But he.
He came along.
And brightened up Sakura's life.
He was the light.
She knew he was.
Why was he so cold.
Why is he treating her like nobody's business.
Why,
Just why.
Why must he be so perfect,
Yet so cold.
Why must she suffer.
Why..
Why.
Why couldn't she be like everyone else.
Living a good life , with parents.
Why did she have to suffer this misery.
Why, why oh god.
Why did the lord take away ALL her loved ones?
And gave them to people who don't deserve it.
She is alone.
Afraid.
Lost.
Frightened.
Scared.
Tears were rolling down her cheeks, when she thought of it.
Why , does he belong to someone else?
Drip.drip.drip.
Tears were rolling and dropping onto the floor.
Why did she need to sleep in the park bench, instead of a loving home?
Countless tears fell down.
Drip.
Her eyes were puffy and hot.
Why, did she have such a ugly life?
Salty tears were rolling like no one's business.
Why, did her parents need to die?
She sat on the bench.
And cried.
Cried her heart out like no one cares.
She liked him.
He liked her.
She cried.
Alone.
Her eyes were swelling up.
She didn't care.
She just kept thinking.
No matter what she does,
Or what grades she score,
She will always be a piece of shit.
Always.
"W-why, am l made to suffer?" She told herself. "You're not suffering, you just don't know what being a piece of shit is!" Hitomi said, beating her up.
Why am l treated like this.
Why do l get beaten up.
Why.
Why.
Those words haunted her.
She's covered in bruises.
Scratches and cuts.
Bruises all over her.
Cuts that marked her small figure.
Scratches on her arms and legs.
Scars that will haunt her.
Forever.
She hated her life.
She looked at him.
Uchiha Sasuke.
He looked back.
"S-sasuke-k-kun.." She begged for him to rescue her.
He.
He.
He just walked away.
"Okaa-san,Otou-san." She faintly cried out.
As she laid on the floor in the Konoha park.
"I-I am so s-sorry.." No one could hear her.
As she laid on the floor in Konoha park.
"I wasn't able.. to be myself." That was her last sentence.
As she laid on the floor in Konoha park, she passed out.
I do hope you liked it.
TRICIA 3
