-After School-

"Come on Sakura, Karou's over there!" Ayame yelled excitedly as she pulled my arm.

"Karou, hey Karou over here!" Ayame yelled towards her brother.

"Oi Ayame where were you?" Karou asked her.

"Never mind that, guess who I ran into this morning. Sakura!" Ayame exclaimed.

"Sakura? I see her at school all the time so what the big deal?" Karou replied.

"No, the Sakura from four years ago, you idiot!" Ayame exclaimed.

"Impossible, Sakura doesn't live in Tokyo" Karou replied in disbelief.

"Well me and my father moved here a couple years ago" I interrupted.

Karou looked at me and blinked a couple times.

"Sakura is that really you?" he replied in shock.

"Yes it's me Karou. How ya been?" I smiled.

He started crying up a little and gave me a big hug.

"Karou are you crying?" I laugh a little.

"No, I'm just really happy to see you" He replied.

"What do you think you're doing?!" a man's voice yelled from behind.

Sakura turned around to see her father standing there. Her eyes widened.

"Answer my question!" he yelled.

"I- I was just meeting my new friends' brother" I replied hesitantly.

"Didn't I tell you to come straight home after school?!" he yelled.

"N-no sir you didn't" I began to cry.

"Don't lie to me!" he raised his hand to hit me but stopped. He looked around and saw everyone staring.

"We'll continue this when we get home, come!" he replied pulling me by the arm.

I look back at Ayame and Karou's faces. They're filled with fear and shock.

When we got home I got the worst beating I had ever gotten.

"Get up!" he yelled. I slowly got up and he soon struck me back down harder than the last one.

"That was to slow, get up faster!" he yelled. I got up much quicker this time but, soon fell back down from being so weak. This made him furious. He then took off his belt and I knew what that meant, more pain like from when I was younger.

*One Hour Later*

After he was finished he then told me to go cook dinner for him. I of course obeyed and got up to cook his dinner.

"Here you are sir" I bowed as I served him his food.

Sfx: slap, thud

"You didn't cook this well enough!" he yelled.

"I apologize sir" I bow.

"Get out of my face!" he threw the plate at me.

I got up and went to the bathroom to wash up. My face stung from all the cuts and bruises. I turned on the water and got in. After my bath I went to bed.