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Admitted
Sakura woke up to the buzz of her own alarm clock, and contemplating whether or not to throw it across her room and smash it to little pieces, she figured she'd reach over, press snooze button as hard as she could; drag her ass out of bed, shower and-
"FUCKING SHIT, FUCK, FUCK!"
Sakura staggered back holding her arm, for one thing the water had been too hot, and another she just realized that her cuts and bruises were still healing form yesterday. With a sigh she stepped back into the hot water, this time only hissing when she felt the water hit her cuts and bruises.
Her bones ached, and everything down to her core, she was still sad and lonely, even though it was a new day it felt like everything would replay itself from yesterday, like it usually did.
When she finished doing her stuff she reminded herself that she would have to bring her thinking cap on, Touya had made it perfectly clear that he wanted nothing to do with her moving away, so she would have to find a way o convince him. Either that or find a day that he wasn't home for a few hours, so she could pack… but where would she go?
Money was an issue too…
Frustration opened up again, she would have to find a job if she wanted to get to where she wanted to go, the promises that she had made to Touya she tried hard keeping, but why did she have to keep promises and he didn't?
By the time she finished her thoughts she was all ready walking to school, jumping the fence as she continued to pace, by this time she had to keep all her senses in check, she didn't want to get jumped again.
She noticed Touya crossing the street heading to the house, her spirits lifted slightly, as she raised her hand to wave at him she noticed a car pass the red light and speed up in his direction.
Her heart began to beta faster, "Touya! TOUYA!" She shouted again, and as she reached her hand out to him, it made him turn… effectively distracting him... letting her only brother get hit by that car-
"Sakura are you paying attention?"
Sakura blinked and found herself in the classroom. Looking back and forth from the giggling students next to her, she stood up from her chair, feeling disoriented.
"I have to go to the toilet…" She spoke and walked out of the classroom. "What… happened?" She asked herself, she remembered everything so vividly, the car, her brother, waking up in the morning… how did she get to school? Tears unbeknownst of her began to run down her cheeks, her limbs shaking.
She tried to hold onto her feelings, wiped her tears and noticed the girls that had beat her up yesterday approach her. " Didn't get enough from yesterday?" One asked while the other gave a shrill giggle.
Sakura smiled, anger surfacing, "apparently with that attitude, neither did you." She spoke, the girls mouth turned from a smile to a frown, "How are you!" She shouted reaching to slap her.
'Too slow.' Sakura thought, hitting her face as hard as she could with her fist. She felt a slight crack under her knuckles, a shiver of pleasure run down her spine as she other girl reached to pull her hair.
Sakura didn't care anymore, she hated them, hated everyone, she wanted to kill them, to kill everyone. She wanted everyone to leave her alone, for these crazy idiots to take everything back, and give her back her life.
'Oh god…' She thought as she felt the knife pierce her abdomen, the girl probably had it under that sluttish skirt of hers. To this point Sakura didn't care how badly she was hurt, she reached for the knife, took it out and cut at the girl that had wounded her, catching her arm she twisted it the opposite way effectively breaking it.
Her screamed echoed through the school, teachers came out.
And from that point… everything became a blurr.
When she woke up, she was in a warm bed, a clean bed… she wasn't home. She smelled no smoke or residue of pot, she also didn't feel that Touya was nearby at all. She heard police officers out her door, and when she reached to get up, she felt a strong pain to her side….
'That's right… I was cut.' She thought, a woman dressed in white entered the room, she then found herself attached by many needles and tubes… 'what happened to me?' She thought, she felt her own heart rate on the monitor pick up, 'where am I..'
"Where am I?" She asked frightened, making a move to get up from the hospital bed, " A psychiatric facility." The nurse spoke calmly while Sakura's eyes widened.
"A mad house? But.. I'm not crazy!" She shouted while the nurse punctured one of her tubes, injecting something strange in, She suddenly felt the liquid cold, and spread over her body.
She felt heavy… her words began to slurr, the frantic behavior had stopped. Another woman entered the room, she looked calm and kind, "you'll only be here a little while-"
"Why am I...- " She tried, the woman placed a gentle hand on her shoulder, "you went a little crazy on us for about a week, you didn't know where you were or what you were doing, my thoughts on this was because you had some trauma, what with your brother being involved in such sleazy dealings, I made a decision to keep you here until you wont have anymore of these black outs, they aren't safe for you or the people around you." She spoke with a gentle voice, one that soothed.
"You'll be safe here, and perfectly solitary, you may walk around the facility when you are healed, but you cannot leave the premises, I'm sorry if this ills you, but it must be done until you are healthy again." She said, and added, "I'm truly sorry for your loss."
"My loss…?"
"Your brother." She spoke, "I'm truly sorry for your loss, seeing as he was your only family left. It must have been hard watching him die." She said bluntly.
'It wasn't a dream?' She thought, " B-but I thought that was a dream…" She said, tears erupting, the nurse increased the morphine, Sakura sunk in her bed.
She cried a bit more, "My brother…" 'So he did get hit by the…'
"no.."
"no…."
Darkness consumed her once more.
To Be Continued
