Illusions.

Chapter Three :

"Nightmare"

R e c a p :

Sasuke cried and cried until sleep overtook him, 'Why, Why..Was this happening..?'

It was a never ending nightmare, The horrors of my unsettled night. I can't sleep, Can't close my eyes, Barely breathe. I let the roaring of the scolding water take me over, Oh how I love showers, Its the only time I can be alone. I can cry, Think, Anything. Turning the nobs and stepping out to the dense air, I looked intently towards the mirror on the wall beside me. Seeing my nightmare makes me realize how it was not. The purple covering almost all of stomach, All across my side, Legs..What kind of hell is this, One person forced to feel so much pain?

Bang. Bang. Bang.

" Hey! Shithead. More important people would like to use the fuckin' bathroom. Get your ass out. " The door swung open, " uhm. O-okay father..I-I'm sorry." I saw my father shoot me some dirty looks for a moment "Out of my sight." With that, I did as I was told, Hoping to be lucky enough to get away without yelling or worse. I paced myself toward my room, Passing my brothers, I almost cried. Nothing was like this before he left, I wish we could just go back to those times again. When everything was, Normal. I wonder what has become of my older brother, We haven't heard from him since he had left, Well, Even if he does write in or call its not like my father would tell me anyways.

Snapping myself from my delusion, I commenced to my room, tossing on a hoodie with some baggy jeans. First day of school, I can't believe its been a whole summer already. Such a horrible summer it was. I limped to my mirror in my closet, Where I just happen do most of my hiding out, I tried to fix my hair in just such a way where no one will see my scars. Father would kill me, I don't even know if father approves of me going to school or not but one things for sure, I want to go. If it gets me away from him for a few hours, I'll take it, Hell, If it got me away for a minute, A second. I'd love it.

Walking past my fathers' presences, I forced my words carefully, "Uhmmm..F-F-Father..." He didn't take his eyes off of his television even the slightest, " Why the fuck are you bugging me, worthless?"

" I-I just...School."

Crashing of a beer bottle charged right next to my face, Seconds later I saw my fathers face inches away from my own, " Leave my fucking house, Bitch!" My eyes swollen shut, I couldn't feel my feet, I couldn't, Couldn't make even the slightest of movement. " Are you deaf and stupid now, Go!" Next it was sort of a blur, I remember I felt his rock hard fist on cheek and the next minute I was on the ground, While he was in the kitchen lusting over a new beer.

Right now, I want to go in my room or the shower and just cry the rest of my day away but I know it would be better for me to leave, It seems like my Dad wants me gone anyhow. Don't wanna anger him anymore than I already have.

I picked myself up off the ground, Noticing I had landed directly into the broken glass mess my father had just created minutes ago. I'll have to clean it up then change, I guess I'll be late...Not like it matters anyways.

It seems as if people at my school barely even changed, Their all about the same as always. Loud, Annoying, Stupid but happy. I'm the only one whose not. I'm away from father for half of this day, Yet I'm not full of joy, Don't get me wrong..I'm relieved, just..not ecstatic and I don't know why.

I lounge about till the school day becomes to a close, I just can't shake this horrible feeling. Deep in the pit of my stomach, Its aching. I wish I knew what was wrong. With the first school day ending, All of my old friends bugged me to hang, I said no. It's not like I can say yes anyhow. The road kicks my tracks as I drag myself home, To lead me back towards my hell.

My day went by as it normally would once I got home, My Father passed out drunk on his stomach and me heading up to my room to relax. At least he was out cold, No unexpected visit tonight probably.

I leaped onto my cozy bed, My mind drifting off toward older memories of my family, Well, When we we're a family at least. Mother was alive happy, Smiling, Laughing. Itachi was here, Always around and father..Well, Father, I honestly don't see his true self anymore. All I see is a monster, No, Not a monster, More of a demon. Maybe, Just maybe this man isn't my father but possessed by something evil, Rechid. I'll just keep telling myself that then someday soon, Things could change for the better.

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I remember being awoken in the middle of the night, the sound of creaking, A figure above me. The cold embrace I felt on top of me, pressure my body in the bed. Practically pulling me, forcing me to do its bidding. As I look up I saw him, My father, The demon. Come back for more, what more could he possibly get from me? . He's already taken enough.

I feel the bulging between him, as it rubs against me.

Stop. Stop. Stop.

It was happening again, Once raped, Forever be raped. Its just the way its meant to be for me, Why hasn't he said nothing, Why haven't we moved in so long. I feel frozen, Trapped.

I can't breathe.