The next following week everything went better then Sango ever thought it would. Her and Miroku were great friends and she had been Trevor free which was great seeing how her last encounter went with him and Miroku. But she would soon find out that you can't keep away love...Evil love that is.

Sango was walking to Miroku's house. He'd called her over to help him with a few moves he was having trouble with. She was almost to his house when she had the strangest feeling that she was being followed. Sango stopped to listen closer to everything behind her. Sango had sensitive hearing so she could hear anything and everyone. She shook her head thinking her hearing was way off today but she felt someone grab her arm and pull her back. Trevor put his hand over her mouth.

"You scream, you pay." He said holding a knife to her throat. Sango nodded and Trevor pulled her along. Trevor had always tried to abuse her in the past. He took her to the beach which wasn't very far from them. about 20minute drive at the least. Once the car had stopped Trevor got out and turned to Sango with the knife in hand. "Don't even think about moving!" He spat at her. Once he walked off Sango got out her cell phone.

"No, I won't move." she thought. "But I am calling for help." She dialed 911 but the lady on the other end put her on hold. Sango hung up frustrated. "They say call 911 if you need help but they put you on hold dammit!" She thought. She than dialed Miroku's number praying to God he'd pick up. After the third ring Miroku picked up.

"Hello?" He said.

"Miroku!" Sango nearly yelled in the phone. "Please, help me!"

"What's wrong?" he asked. Sango took in a breath and held her phone closer. "I'm at our local beach and Trevor is going crazy! He held a knife to me and told me if I screamed I'd pay Please help!" She said catching her breath. She felt like crying. "I'm on my way!" Miroku said before hanging up. Sango ducked the phone back into her purse just before Trevor could see it. Trevor came back, opened the door and pulled Sango by her hair out of the car making Sango let out a gasp of pain.

"What do you want?!" Sango asked following Trevor.

"If I can't have you then no one can and will have you!" He said walking up on a step balcony. The ocean was swaying hard.

"Strong waves today." He said smiling evilly. Sango looked at Trevor with fright in her eyes. "What are you going to do?" She asked as he turned her around tying her hands up. "You sleep with the fishes today and no one is here to stop you. Baby you made a mistake on dumping me." He said laughing. Sango couldn't say anything. Was this really the end for her? Was Miroku getting closer to saving her? The waves hitting hard and harder. Sango really couldn't swim. Especially when she was frighten to death. Just then Trevor shook Sango hard and threw her over the edge into the anger water. The water chocked Sango as she tried to scream. Trevor stood there laughing to himself. Finally Miroku spotted Trevor, walked up to him and punched him.

"Dammit!" Trevor spat out. "Why are you here?!" He asked.

"Where is she!?" Miroku asked. Trevor looked at him and then over his shoulder. "Sleeping with the fishes I believe." He said back grinning. Miroku felt his heart drop and ran out to the water. He took in a breath and leaped in after her. Meanwhile Sango was starting to black out a little.

"I'm dying. " She thought. "I guess it was going to come sooner or later...After all I've gone though. This is meant to happen."

Miroku looked for her but couldn't find her. "Sango?!" He screamed over the loud waves crashing into him.

"I'm here. Save...me..." Sango thought before closing her eyes. Miroku went back under water and just as he did she spotted her. He swammed towards her being sent back by the crushing cold waves but he didn't give up. He finally got a hold of her and pulled her back onto shore. He started giving her mouth-to-mouth resuscitation but it didn't work. He felt a tear run down his cheek. He started CPR until Sango started coughing up water. She opened her eyes and saw Miroku over her. He smiled down at her and closed his eyes. Sango took in a breath and sat up slowly. Miroku hugged her tight. He really didn't know why but he felt something for her. Something so strong that he was actually crying because he thought he had lost her. Miroku let go and shook his head trying to contain himself.

"Are you okay?" He asked not looking up at her. Sango nodded hair wet along with her clothes. She didn't really know what to say. She kind of almost somewhere in her heart...didn't want to be saved.

Later that day Sango couldn't keep the images from popping up in her mind's eye. Playing over and over again like a movie stuck on reply and it was starting to drive her mad. Sango held such a harsh, painful past that she wished would leave from her mind. She would do anything to not have to remember all the pain she went through. Sango looked at her phone that was almost dead and thought about calling Miroku but didn't. Instead she grabbed her coat and walked out her door. She knew Miroku worked at one of the bars she goes to so instead of going there she went to a different one. One further away from the one she use to go too. Once again she had no problem getting in and getting what she wanted. Sango took a seat at the bar and ordered herself a drink giving up and letting her thoughts run wild.

February 26th 2007

Sango hit the floor with a loud thud. Her knees refusing to move nor work. At the age of 16 there really wasn't much she could do for herself. Sango's parents were both dead so she was living with a foster mother named Mrs. Wrung. Mrs. Wrung was Sango's foster parent and treated her horrible. Always calling Sango names, telling her hurtful words. Sango started to believe she was an evil child and deserved being beat, slapped, and called hurtful words. Sango grew numb inside after all the years of being hurt. She was diagnosed with depression at the age of 15 and refused to take pills. Sango missed her mother dearly. She always told Sango she loved her and she wasn't bad. She never hurt Sango nor did she ever make her feel like crap. Sango sat in her room and cried. She saw no reason to live anymore and just wanted it all to be over. But every time she tried to end it something deep inside her kept stopping her and she never knew why.

Sango sat in the dark listening to music that seemed to talk to her heart. Rap that talked about death and hurt. She turned from Sango Tajiya the sweet, innocent daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Tajiya to this troubled teen trying to find herself in the dark.

Sango started to open her eyes but was blinded by a white light...No more like yellow/white.

Sango was in the hospital from alcohol poisoning. Her head throbbed so hard she could hardly keep her eyes open.

"Sango?" She heard someone call her name. She groaned and opened her eyes even though it hurt. Her eyes stopped on Miroku who was looking at her worried/ concerned showing in his eyes. Sango looked at him and bit her lip wishing he wasn't standing there. Wishing she wasn't in the hospital. Wishing her life wasn't going down the drain again.

Miroku looked at he and closed his eyes clinching his fists. He let out a sigh and opened his eyes still not looking at her.

"What are you trying to do?" He asked in a low whisper. "Kill yourself?!" Sango closed her eyes fighting back tears that dared to fall. But in the end the tears were the ones who won. Miroku kneeled down beside her and rested his head on her bed.

"What were you trying to do?" He asked. Sango sighed and looked at him.

"Not kill myself that's a fact." she said. Miroku nodded and let her finish. "I was mad...I was...just running." she whispered the word running. Miroku cocked his head to the side and Sango sighed.

"It's a long story." she said laughing to herself. Miroku looked at her, "Well, I've got nothing but time before I hit work."

Sango looked at him. "How long have I been out?!" She asked.

"About 2days now." he replied. "Go on." he said about hearing her story. If they were going to be friends he wanted to know what she was running from and why on earth she'd drink herself into the hospital.

Sango sighed and went on. "When I was about 5 my parents both died. I was then sent into foster care where I was later adopted by a woman named Mrs. Wrung. To make the long story short. At age 15 I was diagnosed with depression, refused to take the pills, and Mrs. Wrung in a way abused me. So along the years of being a teenage girl I use to try to just end everything. Which is why waking up in the hospital isn't really big surprised to me anymore" She finished taking a breath letting it out. Miroku had his head down but looked up at her. He had no words. He didn't know what to say. Miroku sat up and sighed in his chair. He got up and walked towards the door not saying a word as he walked out. Sango closed her eyes and sighed a sharp deep sigh. She didn't know why but she felt like crying. She's had a lot of people walk out on her but for some reason having Miroku walk out on her kind of hurt in a way. Just before Sango was about to let her tears win yet once again Miroku walked back in with Yellow roses and handed them to her with a note inside of them. She took the flowers and read the note that said.

"I'm sorry for what happened to you younger. But you can always count on me." Sango put the flowers down and took in another breath closing her eyes forcing a smile to appear on her face.

"Thank you." Sango managed to say through her cracking voice. Miroku nodded fighting the urge to kiss her on the forehead.

Once home Sango went straight to her bed and fell into it. She was tired amazingly. And she really wanted to be in her bed. Warm and cozy bed. Just then she heard a loud knock at her door. Sango sighed and got up getting the door.

"What!?" She said opening it. Tina stood before her panting. She lunged towards Sango and hugged her tight starting to cry. The look on Sango's face went from annoyed to surprised.

"Why crying?" She asked looking at Tina who was trying to get herself together. "What is the matter with you woman!?" Tina yelled walking pass Sango into the house. "Miroku calls and says you're in the hospital because of alcohol poisoning!? I'd hurt you right now if I was so damn worried!"

Sango looked at Tina and hugged her. "I'm sorry. I should have never done that and I am sorry. But I'm okay now." Sango said feeling so loved. At first it was Miroku who was worried about her and now Tina. After helping Tina calm down Sango told her she was really tired and wanted to sleep. Tina gladly left and told Sango to call her when she awoke.

Sango walked to her bed once again and laid down. She turned on her side looking at her pair of dancing shoes. She thought about quitting dance classes. Since she was 17 she's been moving a lot by herself whenever her past confronted her. Sango soon fell asleep.