Title: Trapped
Summary: Sakura has been in an abusive relationship with Neji for 4 months now. She can't find it in herself to get the courage to break away from him. She loves him, she doesn't want to leave, or be left. Sasuke Uchiha transfers to their school in the middle of the year. Sasuke may be an asshole, but he knows the proper way to treat a lady, and he takes an immediate disliking to Neji due to his own abusive family history.
Rated M for physical and sexual abuse, future sexual content, language, and the over all mature nature of the story.
Chapter Three
"Sasuke! I'm home. I brought you back some- Oh Sasuke what happened to my Norwegian plates?" his mothers voice rang out through the house as she walked briskly over to the mess on the floor.
"Sasuke?" his mother called out again into the silence, this time sounding a little worried.
Sasuke appeared in the hallway in his navy blue cotton pajama pants, wireless PlayStation2 controller in hand. A sigh of relief escaped her as she clutched her chest and walked over to Sasuke and pulled him close.
"Don't scare me like that again Sasuke Uchiha. Coming home and seeing broken glass all over the floor, not answering me when I walk in the door. Are you trying to give me a heart attack?"
Sasuke gave a halfhearted chuckled as he hugged his mom back shortly. "So what did you bring me?" he asked, smirking down on her as he left the hug and placed the controller onto the kitchen counter. His gaze traveled over to the scattered broken glass.
"I was gonna pick it up but, I got..distracted." he said to her while she grabbed the broom and walked over to the mess.
"I brought you some taco's from work, look in the bags by your..distraction." she said sarcastically.
He made an amused expression as he walked over to his favorite food. He unwrapped it hastily and took a huge bight of the soft taco.
He heard his mom make a sharp hissing noise and his eyes jerked in her direction. "Did you get cut?" He asked with a mouthful as he walked over next to her and kneeled beside her where she had been sweeping it all into a dust pan.
"Yeah, but I'm fine." she paused. "We don't have any band-aids yet. Come to think of it, it looks like you've had the last of the milk. And we don't have any bread either.." she trailed off as she put her finger in her mouth to stop the bleeding.
Sasuke sighed, knowing exactly what she was doing.
"I'll go to the store before I go back to my game. What else do we need?"
"Really, you will? You don't have to go through all that trouble." she said smiling.
"Mom, come on. Just give me the spending money and I'll pick out food I think we need."
"You mean food you want." she said, rolling her eyes. "Good thing I'm on a diet or I'd be nutrient deprived living with you." she stated before handing him a fifty and two twenties.
"That should be enough for things we need." she stressed the last word. She knew Sasuke seemed to like browsing in the gaming isles, but sadly this would not be one of those times.
Sasuke walked back into his room to get dressed.
She slid her fingers along the rug burn she had recently acquired on her upper arm. She also had one on her ankle. Neji had been especially angry today. That would make two days in a row that he had lost his temper on her.
Since she had just gotten beaten the day before she struggled a lot more today. Causing him to drag her across her carpet when she would try and run away.
Now she was in more pain than ever. Every time she would even move an inch she was struck with a horrible pain in just about every part of her body.
Her ribs were sore, her back was sore. At this rate she would end up having to skip school tomorrow.
'But then I won't be able to see him.' she thought, feeling pessimistic all of the sudden.
'He's the only person who wants so see me.'
Sakura's parents had just up and left one day without a word. No goodbyes. Just a couple bucks sitting at her bedside that morning. It had hit her hard, considering the night before they had been laughing at the dinner table together.
But they had made it quite clear that they wanted nothing to do with her in the note they left. She sometimes still read it when she wanted to remember them. But the note was harsh, nothing like the loving parents that she had once had.
Sakura reached for the drawer at her bedside and opened it up, revealing a not so old looking piece of loose leaf paper. It had only been around 3 months ago after all.
She extracted the letter and began to read it for about the fiftieth time.
Sakura,
Your father and I have decided to move to America. We left enough money to get you started. You should get a job as soon as possible. Take care.
And that was it. No 'Love, Mom and Dad.' Nothing.
Not even an explanation as to why they had left. No date on when they were to return, if ever. She was still so confused to this day.
However, as long as she had Neji she would do her best to never get left again.
Sakura placed the letter back into the drawer softly and closed it before she stood.
'I should go get some pain relievers from the store. It would make it easier to move around tomorrow. Maybe start looking for a job.'
Sakura had been living off of the money her parents had left. It had been three months and jobs were usually hard to come by, so she assumed that's why it had lasted this long.
She went to her room and quickly changed out of her dirty clothes into some clean blue jeans and a white long sleeved shirt. She pulled her hair up into a ponytail before grabbing a ten from her savings and heading for the door.
Sasuke was walking out of the bathroom necessity isle when something soft ran into his chest.
The pink haired girl before him made a small squealing sound before looking up at him, startled.
"Watch where you're going." he told her, sounding annoyed. Recognition shown on her face as she looked him over.
Realizing what he had said she made an annoyed expression of her own before pushing passed him and continuing on to the medicine isle.
She picked up a bottle that said 'Extra Strength Pain Relievers.'
"Too bad they don't have medicine for rug burns." she muttered under her breathe. She was growing quite annoyed with the way her clothes rubbed against her irritated skin.
"Where do you have rug burns?" came a deep voice beside her. She nearly jumped out of her skin at the sudden noise.
Sakura looked up into the smug expression of Sasuke Uchiha.
"None of your business." she replied back to him smartly.
It took a second or two before realization hit her, causing her face to heat up. She backhanded him in the chest lightly.
Just like that the forced friendly atmosphere that he had created was gone as she looked scared of what she had done.
'Don't you ever put your hands on another man.' the words rang through her head over and over, making her guilt grow more intense by the second.
She drew her hand closer to her chest as she continued to scan possible pain reliever options, doing her best to ignore the guy beside her.
'Why the hell is he still standing there?'
Sasuke spotted a decent looking pain reliever on the top shelf and began to reach for it.
Sakura turned her face away in a jerking motion, her elbow lifting slightly as if to defend herself.
"You're…jumpy" he said in a monotone, all joking aside.
Her actions had reminded him of the rumor he'd heard of her boyfriend hitting her.
"Has that boyfriend of yours ever hit you?" Sasuke had always been the straight forward type.
"No?" she answered, rather quickly, while she gave him a look that seemed to say 'why would you even think that?'
"What did you say these pain relievers were for again?" he began to question her.
He gave her about a five second opportunity to answer before he went on.
"and you don't look like the type of girl who'd be on her knees often." he went on, referring to his earlier joke of where her rug burns were located.
He seemed to be observing her. It was making her a bit…self conscious.
"Why do you wear long sleeved shirts when it's so hot out?"
"Who are you, my mother?" she asked a bit annoyed at his questionnaire.
"Let me walk you home." he said, continuing to follow her out of the medicine isle.
He was determined to find out for sure and he wasn't taking no for an answer.
"No." she said looking at him with a sudden pleading look. She seemed nervous now, gripping the bottle of pain relievers she had picked out a bit tighter.
"Why not? Gonna tell your boyfriend on me?"
She didn't answer him. 'As if you'd be the one he would be angry with.' she thought as she went through the scenario in her head.
"No huh? Scared of him?" this guy just didn't know how to mind his own business.
"I'm not afraid of him. I love him." She said angrily, gritting her teeth. She seemed mad now.
"Stop talking to me or I'll tell the police your stalking me." she told him as she ignored the strange looks people were giving them and whipped around to walk over to the only checkout lane open.
'Girls are always so dramatic.' he thought rolling his eyes as he stood behind her with his own basket full of bread, milk, band-aids and some other snacks for the house.
"Wait for me." He said to her, not really expecting her to listen as she paid for her medicine and exited the convenient store rather quickly.
When he walked outside he was right.
She hadn't waited for him.
He swung his bag over his shoulder, carrying a gallon of milk in his free hand as he began his walk home.
He was almost positive Sakura was getting hit. He just didn't know what to do. He didn't know her. He had just met her. But she did need help.
She was trapped.