Chapter Twenty – Alone Together by Fall Out Boy
Disclaimer: We already know. I'm not that amazing; I just own the plot and my OC Hana.
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Sakura raised her head as she heard the CD player click as the machine changed the disc and skipped to the single song that she had burned onto it. Ever since that night with Itachi she hadn't left her house Her mother had come down on her so hard that she was pretty sure that she wouldn't be seeing freedom until she had her eighteenth birthday. Pulling her arms back she rotated her shoulders and bent forward in a stretch. She had made sure the dance studio was completely empty; she didn't want to bother with prying eyes or judgmental ones.
I don't know where you're going, but do you got room for one more troubled soul?
Standing straight she bent her neck from side to side and gave herself a small smile of pleasure as she heard the cracks that emitted from her bones. Peering into the mirror, she straightened her form and positioned herself to execute the first move that she could come up with. She had been at the studio for hours, just so that she could get away from her mother. Ever since that night she was only allowed to go to school, home and to the dance studio so that she could practice. It had got to the point where she would just go to the dance studio and just mess around for hours, she had even broke down and watched a step by step instructional video on how to pole dance. Something that she was sure her teacher would be happy with, considering she still had yet to get a teacher for that class that she wanted to open.
Letting out a heavy sigh Sakura closed her eyes and leaned back on her heels. She was really getting tired of everything and she wasn't sure why. For some reason ever since she had met Sasori things had just changed for her. She no longer was content with dancing every day; she was no longer content with anything. Used too she wanted to go to University for her dancing, considering it had been the one thing that her and her mother had shared for as long as she could remember. But for some reason other things had started to call to her. As much as she loved to dance she found herself becoming bored with it. There was just not anything appealing with having to do something. She used to dance because it took her completely away from all her problems. When she was younger it was her outlet, but now that she was older it was no longer an outlet. It was her problem.
"I remember a time when you dancing put a smile to your face."
Sakura jumped and snapped her eyes open at the loud voice that echoed throughout the room and twirled in her spot. She felt her mouth drop open as her green eyes took in the sight of the person that she had sworn that she would never see again.
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Sasori watched the pink haired girl with blank eyes. She still looked the same as he remembered the summer before. It had really been his fault for what he had done; he should have known that she would have been sensitive about catching him with another female. But he could have sworn that their "relationship" had only been physical and nothing more. It wasn't until later that he found out that her insane moods hadn't been because she was just that type of girl, but it had been because of her hormones.
Pregnancy hormones.
He would definitely thank her cousin for that information later. But at that moment he was just really happy that Hana was known for being a cheap drunk. Not only did he not have a hole burned in his pocket but he also had information about Sakura that he had been seeking for the past year. Information that he honestly thought should have been told to him before she flipped out on him and quit talking to him, completely breaking all contact with him.
"Sasori…" The pinkette let out a small breathe. Her emerald eyes still wide in shock. Sasori gave a small smile and sauntered toward where she was standing.
I don't know where I'm going, but I don't think I'm coming home.
And I said I'll check in tomorrow, if I don't wake up dead.
Sakura's body was completely still. She didn't know what to do, say or think. She could feel all of her rational thinking going completely out of her head. She had promised herself long ago that she would never be alone with him again, not after what he had done to her. Not after he had broken her heart in two pieces.
She closed her eyes as he narrowed the distance between them. For the life of her she couldn't move. Her heart was racing and her body was shaking. She hadn't told anyone except for her cousin about him. Her brother only knew about him and her because she had spent so much time with him. Her mother didn't know, her friends didn't know, Itachi didn't know, she had made sure no one knew about their relationship. Her friends had been curious when she had started to ignore them. They had been really curious when she had come back from summer vacation and had started to hook up with random guys. Something that the old Sakura wouldn't have ever done. He had done so much damage to her; he had caused her to do so much damage to herself.
This is the road to ruin,
And we're starting at the end.
"What do you want?" She bit out as she opened her eyes and glared. The red head wasn't affected by her glare; he knew what made her tick. He remembered everything about her; he knew what she was thinking underneath the mask that she always fronted in front of everyone else.
"You aren't pregnant." He stated, his eyes still holding no emotion but his lips were curved downward.
Sakura held back a gasp as she automatically drew her hand to her stomach and laid her palm flat against her toned stomach. Taking a deep breath she shifted her on her feet and bit her lip.
"I'm not."
"You were." He stated his tone still bland. Sakura stood there for a few moments, his body mere feet away from hers.
"I was." She whispered as she down casted her eyes. She could feel the tears prick at her eyes. This was not a subject that she really wanted to talk about, she had avoided all conversations about it ever since the day that she went and had an abortion. The day that she knew would forever haunt her.
Say yeah,
Let's be alone together
We could stay young forever
Scream it from the top of your lungs
Say yeah
Let's be alone together
We could stay young forever
We'll stay young, young, young, young, young
She wasn't really sure what she expected him to do. She mostly expected him to stay silent and most likely leave. She had imagined all sorts of scenarios ever since the pink plus sign appeared, and all of them were negative. She had told herself that it was because she had to mentally prepare herself for more heartbreak. What she didn't expect was for him to take another step forward and pull her thin body into his taller form.
"What the," She started but was quickly quieted by him grabbing ahold of her head and pulling it to his chest. Gingerly she wrapped her arms around his thin frame; she wasn't sure how she should react to any of this. One thing that Sasori wasn't was affectionate.
"I'm so sorry." He whispered, as he tried to pull her body closer.
It was right when he uttered those words that she felt something snap inside of her. She could feel all the tears that she had refused to shed in the past months come to the surface, her grip on her sanity was slowly slipping as she clutched onto his hoodie. She wanted to say something, but every time that she opened her mouth to speak all she could do was inhale sharply. Her body felt like it was giving up on her as she closed her eyes and let it all out.
You cut me off, I lost my track
It's not my fault, I'm a maniac
It's not funny anymore, no it's not
She didn't know why she was crying as hard as she was. They had said many teenagers went through things like this. They had said it was perfectly normal to be sad after the operation. What they had failed to tell her was how bad she would feel all the months after. How she would feel when she saw other children running after their parents, how seeing newborn babies made her want to fall on the ground and cry herself to sleep. All those things made her want to lose herself, but none actually had. She hadn't lost herself when she had walked into the clinic. She hadn't lost herself when her cousin had hugged her. She hadn't lost herself when she was lying underneath all those other guys that she had had flings with after. But having Sasori hug her made her lose everything. Made her clutch onto his hoodie with all her power as she bawled into the soft fabric. He was the first guy that she had ever shown her emotions too, and he was the first guy to wave them away as if they were nothing more than an annoying mosquito.
"You should have told me." He murmured as he ran his fingers through her pink tresses.
"And have you do what?" She said through sobs, "Throw me away all over again?"
"I wouldn't have thrown you away. I would have been there for you." He said, his normally stoic voice holding a little sympathy.
"Bullshit!" She screamed as she pushed herself away from him. She fell to the floor still sobbing as Sasori stood above her in shock. "Who the fuck was that girl? You didn't have any feelings for me. Why would you have been there for me?"
He blinked a few times and bent down so that he was eye level with her. He reached out to hold her once again but this time, instead of letting him she slapped his arms away. She didn't want that, she didn't need him. She didn't want him. God she had spent so much time thinking about him, and here he was standing in front of her and all he could talk about was what had happened after they went their separate ways. She wished that he would have just stopped at he was sorry.
Pushing herself up from the hard wood floors she rushed over to where her dance bag was and rummaged through it as she grabbed her coat that she had earlier tossed to the floor.
I'm outside the door, invite me in
So we can go back and play pretend
I'm on deck, yeah, I'm up next
Tonight I'm high as a private jet
Blindly pressing a few buttons she held the phone up to her ear as she took one last glance at Sasori and rushed out of the dance studios door.
'Cause I don't know where you're going
But do you got room for one more troubled soul?
I don't know where I'm going but I don't think I'm coming home
And I said I'll check in tomorrow if I don't wake up dead
This is the road to ruin
And we're starting at the end
After a few rings she let out a loud sob as her brother answered the phone.
'Hello?'
'Yahiko...' She sobbed as she fell against a random tree that she had found.
'Sakura? What's wrong? Are you okay?'
'Can you come get me?' She asked her eyes still blurry from the tears that were still pouring out. She wanted this all to be over. She wanted the tears to stop, she wanted her chest to stop aching, she wanted her head to quit playing flashbacks on her. She had just gotten over her issues with him, or so she had thought.
'Yeah. Meet me at mom's in 30 min.' He replied and then hung up, not even bothering with an answer. Leaning her head against the tree she let out another sob as she sank to the cold ground.
Say yeah
Let's be alone together
We could stay young forever
Scream it from the top of your lungs
Say yeah
Let's be alone together
We could stay young forever
We'll stay young, young, young, young, young
My heart is like a stallion,
They love it more when it's broke in
Do you wanna feel beautiful?
Do you wanna?
AN: HOLY SHIT! After I went and said that I wasn't going to be continuing this, I got A LOT of people bothering me about keeping it going. So I thought and thought and thought some more. You get the gist of all my thinking. But then I heard this song. (I'm currently obsessed with it) And then I was like. OH YEAH! I know where I was going. :D So I am going to get rid of the Author's Note before and going to finish out this story. But I do hope you all liked the twist I just threw at ya! You wanted to know!
Also I have just been pretty out of the writing mood here lately. One of my good friends has been bothering me to write a Sasuke/Sakura fic though. But I am going to re-write this one. Kinda. Oh hell. There is just going to be like another two stories that I will be starting soon. :D
Enjoy.