Please Daddy, I've Been A Good Girl
"Sunset, I close my eyes
I pretend everything's alright
Drowning in anger from all these lies
I can't pretend everything's alright
Please don't let me fall forever
Can you tell me it's over?
There's a hate inside of me like some kind of master
I tried to save you, but I can't find the answer
I'm holding onto you, I'll never let go
I need you with me as I enter the shadows"
-Red "Shadows"
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The sunlight's rays shining through the brown wooden blinds woke Sakura. While opening her left eye, she see saw something blue, and scruffy...maybe raggedy? As her sight begin to focus she realized that she was laying on it. It felt soft and scratchy. Sakura couldn't remember what happened last night, or where she was to be honest. Lifting her head off the blue surface shot a painful burst throughout her entire body. Then she remembered the bottle, the kicks, punches, blood and then...Sasuke. She remembered Sasuke coming to help her and take care of her. Doing the best she could, she looked around for Sasuke but he wasn't there.
As she noticed he was no where in sight, realization sunk in...he was never here.
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TUESDAY
Sakura laid on that blue scratchy carpet, trying to stand...hell even move more than her head, which hurt excruciatingly. The bottle must have cut her head more than she thought. After a good twenty minutes, she was finally able to rise. Her right hand went to her head to try and ease the pain shooting through it. Looking around she noticed that the bar was perfectly clean, which meant daddy must have come back and cleaned it...and probably restocked it too.
'Daddy came home, cleaned the bar restocked it...and left me on the floor.'
How pathetic this is. Her father took care of the bar but...looking down Sakura saw the place she was laying at not more then twenty-two minutes ago. It wasn't blue like the rest of the carpet was, it was a purple-redish color.
Blood.
Her blood.
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After a few minutes Sakura turned around and walked up the stairs, it took her seven minutes to walk up two flights of stairs which contained no more then seven or eight steps in every flight. After reaching the top of the stairs Sakura went to the cupboard and grabbed all medical supplies that she could, and went into her bathroom that was across from her room.
After a good forty minutes Sakura and bandaged up her arm, lower back and left thigh. There was little she could do about her head since she probably needed stitches and going to the hospital was out of the question, the doctors would ask to many of them. Plus they would probably contact her father for insurance purposes and to let him know she was hurt. So Sakura put an ice pack on her head and wrapped gaze around it and left the pack on her head for a good fifteen minutes. While leaving the pack on, Sakura cleaned up the bathroom and returned the supplies that was left to the cupboard. Then there was nothing to do...but wait. Sakura walked into her bedroom and climbed on to her four foot tall bed and wrapped herself into her green down comforter. She was so cold even though it was a good eighty-seven degrees out.
'Why did I dream Sasuke came here?'
And just like that her phone buzzed. Looking over to her nightstand where she left it last night, grabbing her phone, the screen displayed "Sasuke's Cell". Should she answer it? Or let it buzz? Well knowing Sasuke if she let it buzz he would keep calling until she answered or come over. Making sure her voice was clear, she answered it.
"Hello?"
"Sakura?"
"Yeah Sasuke? What's up?"
"What is going on? I called you last night and sent you messages and you didn't show up at school today. Are you okay?"
'Didn't show up to school? What's he talking about? It's onl-' Tearing her phone from her ear and looking at the screen showed,
3:47.
'Oh shit.' Putting the phone back to her ear,
"I'm sorry Sasuke. I didn't feel really well and I overslept. Did I miss anything important?" Sasuke let out a breath.
"No. Mr. Hatake asked where you were. Sent notes for you."
"Oh."
"You going tomorrow?" Sakura thought about it. Her head and body ached all over, and was black and blue. But if she didn't show up, Sasuke would ask more questions.
"Yeah. I'll be there."
"All right. I'll talk to you later."
"Okay. Bye Sasuke."
"Bye." Then the conversation ended. Putting her phone onto the nightstand, Sakura went and removed the ice pack. Her head looked a little better, but still needed stitches.
'How the hell did I survive the night?'
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Walking back into her room, a picture on the wall caught her attention. It was of her mother. God how she had loved her mother. And missed her. Daddy told her that mommy left a long time ago and didn't leave behind any way of contacting her. Sakura remembers the stories of her. Her mom always smelled of raspberry shampoo and vanilla lotion. Her nails were done in french tips, and beautifully curled red hair that shined in the sunlight. Her mother was amazing. And gone.
Walking over to the picture, Sakura gently lifted it off the wall and held it. The soft dark brown wooden border that held the picture. Putting the picture back on the wall Sakura began to do her homework.
8:39
Sakura woke up to a buzz coming from her nightstand. She fell asleep on her desk. Walking over to get the phone it's screen displayed "UNKNOWN CALLER". Sakura pressed ignore. Who did she really need to talk to that she didn't know? Putting the phone back she noticed the clock's time.
Daddy was on his way home.
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Written:(07-26-09)
Edited:(07-26-09)
Excuse: Sick, in hospital
~Renaissance