Triangle
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto
Before on Triangle!
I heard that fucker grinding his teeth together. Who that fuck does he think he is? I walked closer to him, I don't know why. Maybe it was the fact that he thought he was better than me. That he was better for Sakura. Maybe it's because he looked at Sakura as if she was his.
With that thought I punched him hard on the jaw. From then, all hell broke loose.
I knew they would fight. If anything, the hold Sasuke had on my hand was an indication of the angry he felt. From the perspective I was in, I did not think Neji would be the one that would throw the first punch. Of course I knew Neji was angry but I just thought Sasuke was angrier. So when Neji punched Sasuke on the jaw, I was surprised. I just stood there. I remember I was screaming but afterwards everything was a blur.
People stared, and they snickered and they laughed and I was red all over. I was embarrassed because now the school knew what they were fighting for.
And now, all their fan girls would torture me more than they did before.
I could not concentrate, I pleaded for them to stop but no one would listen.
So I stepped in the middle of them, and Sasuke did not notice me. So he hit me on my lower abdomen while his eyes grew wide with shame.
I had gone through many beating in my life. But this punch was more painful than all those beating combined.
But the fight had stopped, and everything was silent and I was smiling, because this guilt and humiliation had finally ended.
Before I closed my eyes, I saw Neji and Sasuke by my side. They looked worried.
When I hit her, I felt like a sissy.
This had gone too far. And I was mortified, my stomach wanted to throw up all it had that day.
But Neji, he looked dreamlike. His eyes were blurred with fear.
When he looked at me, it looked like he wanted to kill me.
"What the hell have you done?"
He said with anguish.
I said nothing; I looked down at Sakura. She was so beautiful even when she looked like that.
Neji walked over to her and whispered nothingness into her ears.
I couldn't refrain myself from also walking towards her, I heard her mumbling.
"I helped"
Her slur was thick and she looked like she had gone crazy.
Neji kissed her nose and cheeks and all over her face.
I was still jealous, and my glare was hard. I wanted to pull Neji away from her; he was the reason why she got hurt. He did not deserve to kiss her anywhere. But I could not voice my thoughts; I felt guilty.
I never hit a girl my whole life, yes I would bully them and pull their hair but I never punched a girl; not the way I just punched Sakura.
Even through all this, she looked so beautiful. The guilt in my gut never left.
I was not a women beater. Why did Sakura seem so calm? It seemed like she went through this pain daily and it was nothing new.
I looked at Neji. He looked worried but he did not panic.
And that's when it clicked.
I smirked because I know; now I will be her knight in shining armor.
"Shh, babe don't cry."
I repeated over and over again, because I was terrified and maybe if she stopped looking at me with her beautiful ethereal eyes, the pain in my chest would just end.
"I'm sor-ry."
I absolutely hated having no power over my feelings. Sakura always twisted those stupid incoherent emotions. My stomach would go butterflies over her smile; my sexual desires are all over the place when her eyes shine. I get frustrated and annoyed and so, so jealous.
Why can't she just stop all of this?
Why can't she stop making me feel, because now I hurt; much more than her physical pain.
I am always worried about her. I get all flustered when she has any contact with anyone of the opposite sex. I get disturbingly paranoid if anyone looks at her.
And that is why she deserves the pain she is in now.
She makes me go crazy, and instead of being mad at her; I am her looking after her, pleading with her and speaking all those flurry words of affection.
Because I obsessively and painfully love her.
So damn much.
I slowly laid her on my bed. She just looked so beautiful laying there with my gray and brown comforter on her. I lay beside her, because she made it look so comfortable and I put my arms around her waist. Her skin was soft against my tough hands. And even though I resent her for making me feel, I knew that I would never let her go for anything or anyone. Because now, at this moment the love in my heart I have for her is just too powerful to fight. I would rather it grow and spread all over me.
I sighed blissfully; I put my head at the crook of her neck and let her cherry strawberry shampoo overtake me.
I would kill absolutely anyone who tries to take my heart.
She woke up in the middle of the night, this was not her room. It was Neji's. Sakura felt no need to panic; she often woke up in his room more than she did her own.
That was one of the things that surprised her. Usually she slept like a baby in Neji's bed.
Why was she disturbed?
Then she felt throbbing pain.
She was bleeding and she was scared, more than anything s.h.e was scared.
So Sakura woke Neji up.
And he yelled and shouted all the while, she was silently crying.
"What's this? Why is this fucking blood on the sheets!"
I couldn't take it; I didn't know where it came from. His accusing eyes didn't stray away from me. I broke down, and covered my face.
"I don't know, but it hurts. It hurts."
I cried so much harder. And he was panicking, walking back and forth.
"That's it; we're going to the hospital. Wear something decent and let's go. Now!"
I numbly nodded me head a 'Yes' and he stormed out, with tears glittered on his cheeks.
Neji always hated the hospital, the white walls and the powdery smell. Every part of the hospital made him reminisce about the past. The days he slept over, the hopeless praying and the horrid memory of the doctor breaking the news by revealing to him that his father had died.
He had done so much but fate just screwed him over. And now, he was here again.
The worst part about this is he loves her more than his own father.
And the thought of her dying, makes him want to die.
Even with the reassurances of the doctor, he could not help but worry.
He could not help but pull his hair and cry.
She was his heart, and he would love her till death does he part.
So when the doctors told him, that she was fine and the surgery went perfect; he stormed to her room.
She had a white hospital gown on, and she looked tired but he rushed over to her and gave her a hug.
A hug filled with desire, worry and fear.
And she kissed him on his forehead, were his tattoo lay.
While, he made her all these promises that both of them knew he could not carry out.
Though, she smiled and he smiled and they were in love. It did not matter, none of it did.
(one week later)
They left the hospital and he took her to his home.
He wanted to kiss her and feel her skin under his.
He wanted to touch her.
So they kissed and when he was grouping her, she suddenly wanted to pull away.
"I can't do this Neji. We can't go these far."
He looked at her with a frown marred on his face.
"Why the hell not?"
She whimpered when he began to bruise her upper arms.
"I'm just not ready."
She said with much distress in her voice.
"You're never fucking ready! Shit, you're not 12 anymore. You're a fucking big girl."
"Neji, I don't know. I just can't. I wish I could but I can't!"
"Why the fuck not? Are you cheating on me? It that it, do you already have someone to satisfy your needs? Because this is fucking ridiculous!"
"I am not with anyone! Stop accusing me, i-i just don't want to."
He slapped her. Hard.
"Stop being such a bitch."
They stared each other down.
No tears came out of Sakura's eyes.
"I want to go home."
Neji was driving her home, and she was eerie silent.
No tears, no sobbing.
Nothing.
He looked at her.
Her face was emotionless.
So different than it usually is.
He tried to start a conversation, but she would just end it with a yes or no.
Sakura was so easy to read, and it frustrated him that she was currently so damn stoic.
So when he stopped in front of her parent's home, he grabbed her sleeve.
He looked directly in her eyes,
"Baby, Don't forget; I love you."
And she gave a knowing smile.
"I'm sure you do."
Neji let go of her. While walking toward her house, she let a small almost inaudible mocking laugh.
School.
After the incident between Neji and Sasuke, I have been harassed constantly.
The bullying did not stop.
Neji ignored me.
He says if they communicate at school, people would think less of him.
I don't understand why he is so attentive to what people say.
People talk, they gossip and bully and TALK.
Instead of being there for me, he is flirting with this one girl.
Her name is Hikaru.
She likes him, and he likes her. They're going to prom together.
They are both wearing brown to prom.
She told me herself. I am not mad.
Neji never was faithful.
The moment they got engaged, he had some fan girl in his bed.
He says he is addicted to sex.
And if I gave him some, he would stop.
But I won't.
That is the one thing he will not take from me.
I also know, that he will not stop his cheating habits. Because he is Hyūga Neji.
Anyways, I am alone.
It is lunch time, and a mean freshman girl just tripped me in the cafeteria.
I fell on my own plate of food.
Neji was just seating there with his friends, while they laughed at me.
He hurts me, much more than physical pain.
I hate him so much that I sadistically love him.
Maybe because, he is the only one I have left.
My parents are never home, and I have no friends.
Neji is the only human being I have any contact with.
& he loves me.
That's all I ever truly wanted. To be loved.
"Sakura, sakura, Sakura... So fancy meeting you here."
She turned around to see Uchiha Sasuke, signature smirk in hand.
He walked toward the bench seat in the school's garden and took a seat right next to her.
Sasuke stared Sakura down.
And he saw a bruise on her cheek.
Before she could accommodate herself with the proximity Sasuke was; he pinched her bruised cheeks.
"How did you get that?"
He spoke with such familiarity, it took a second for her to respond.
With her quite timid voice,
"I fell."
If anyone ask about your marks tell em' you fell.
His voice pierced in her ears.
Her train of thought was broken, she heard Sasuke chuckle.
And chuckle, and then he broke out to a hysteric laugh.
She looked at him with confusion, but he gave her a knowing smile. &&& she blushed.
"I don't know who you're kidding darling, but we both know where you got that bruise from."
He dipped down and kissed her on the very cheek that held the bruise.
Authors note: If you are in an abusive relationship, get help. Many organizations specialize in domestic violence. Female or male, you will be heard.
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