"Thinner, thinner, thinner.

I'll waste away until there's nothing left.

No one would care anyway"

CHAPTER THREE

Gone

Hinata is gone

So is Naruto

Tenten too

And that dark-haired angel that saved her.

She's alone.

The voices. They're coming back. There's no one to protect her in this hall of faceless judges.

"Ugly."

"Fat"

"Overweight"

It's starting again. The whispers, the points. The mirrors that seem to agree with them. The times when she'd look at herself and ask,

Why?


Sakura heaved, vomit dribbling from the corner of her dry, cracked lips. It was a nightmare. Just a nightmare. Just a nightmare. She won't stop until she's empty again. Empty, empty, empty.

The ribs are showing, her stomach's caving, and her skin's no more than paper.

Good.

Her eyes are dead, the glow long gone from them. The bones jutting out from odd angles could be covered.

Fine.

Notfinenotfinenotfine

Her fingers clutch the razor blade.

She begins her soundless music, playing her skin like strings upon a violin as she clutches the shiny metal bow.

One note.

Two.

Three.

Four.

Crimson dances in between each note. It's a symphony of agony. A symphony swaying between the borders of reality.

Moremoremore.

Tears intertwine with blood, forming a two-person pirouette. Dancing to the music of anguish.

MaskCoverupMaskCoverup

Cover up until no one can recognize you


Sasuke ran a hand through his jagged hair, wandering the hallways, half waiting, half wanting for the girl to show up. He'd finally gotten Ami and Ino off his tail for the time-being. Undoubtedly, they were beautiful, but he could see the beasts prowling beneath their skin. Like two wolves circling him, they pursued him relentlessly, each trying they're own method of seduction. And –

There she was.

Utterly alone and vulnerable, with her too-sharp cheekbones sticking out and the remnants of dark circles under her emerald eyes. The girl's grey t-shirt and white cardigan did nothing to hide her collarbone, which jutted out at strange angles. Was this all she had? It was the middle of winter! He moved towards her, and her eyes flickered with something as she spotted him.

Ask her about her wrists

"Hn" Sasuke grunted in greeting to the small girl.

"O-ohayo, Uchiha-san" Her voice was even and lovely like music, but he could hear the broken soul beneath it.

" Ah, you can call me Sasuke," He said, surprising himself with his own gentleness.

"O-okay," She replied, looking down to her worn sneakers.

"I-uh," He started

"Hm?" Those encapturing emerald eyes stared up at him. No matter how he tried, he couldn't get past that locked door in her eyes.

"I- how are you?"

Coward.

A million different answers flashed in her eyes, quickly muffled by whatever self-control she had. The girl hesitated.

"I'm fine."

Liar.

You're not. NotfineNotfineNotfine. You're anything but fine.

Sakura stared up at the handsome angel before her.

"Before I go, may I ask your name?" A voice that could soothe a thousand cries.

When she didn't reply, he turned, and started walking to class. By this time, there were only a few people in the hallway, trickling to their morning period.

Before the dark-haired angel disappeared,

she blurted,

"Haruno. Haruno Sakura."

The boy gave a small smirk before vanishing into the small crowd.

Sasuke couldn't explain why he smirked. According to his "friends" he had never even smiled his whole life. Maybe when Itachi was alive, he might've….

No. Now wasn't the time to think about that. Sasuke shook his head, silky black locks tumbling over his eyes. He couldn't. He had to defy that small warm feeling in his heart. He had to abandon it. He couldn't let history repeat itself, not after Karin…

END OF CHAPTER THREE


Ay guys, Sorry this chapter was a little shorter than the rest, I wanted to kept you on a cliffhanger :)

Thanks to those who read this :)

'Till next time,

~Mocha ❤︎