So I'm trying something new with the flashbacks of this story. I want to do dialogue only, with a bit of stuff at the start to set the scene. Just to see what it is like. So don't be complaining if you don't like it. I'm experimenting!

(This be dedicated to Zeldageek726 for their review.)

Enjoy!

"Sheik, don't! You have so much to live for!" Midna yelled out and I ignored her.

"What do I really have to live for? A mom that treats me like I don't exist. Or perhaps, a dad who takes me into his bed at night for entertainment." I looked down at the murky water below. "There is nothing for me."

"Yes there is! You need to realize something. Link, he loves you. He wants to marry you, Sheik! He wanted to take you away from all the horrors of your life, but you won't let him." Midna was crying and I felt my heart skip. I was making my closest friend, my cousin and confidant, die a little inside. My death would hurt her and she would have to watch as I did it. But it was selfish of her to think I could live with my life as it is now.

"He only wanted me for sex. That's all they ever want me for." My fist clenched and I raised my foot to step off the edge.

Midna screamed out and I froze. "What are you talking about?!" I turned and glared.

"I gave my body over to him and then he runs off to someone else. I meant nothing." It comes out as a hiss and my anger towards Link comes to the surface of my mind. He had been wanting to date me, so I gave him a chance. We had been together for a month before he promised to rid my body of that man's touch. We had made love as Link called it, then the next day he was down in his family's kitchen hugging some girl. I was heartbroken and Midna found me later that day with new cuts on my arms.

"Are you talking about Zelda?" I figure that's the girl's name, so I shrug.

I look back over my shoulder at the river. "That pretty blond girl. She is who Link loves."

"That's his sister, Sheik! Of course he loves her. But not that way. He was probably with her so much because they haven't seen each other in years." I flush.

"A-Are you sure?" Midna nods and steps closer.

"Yes!" Her hand lands on my foot and she pleads. "Please come down from there.

"I can't." I hold onto the railing and break down into sobs. "He'll be waiting for me, Midna. I can't get away. I don't want to be used. Please just leave me alone."

"Like hell I will! Do you have any idea how many people are here for you, Sheik! The whole town has shown up! We love you and hate to see you like this. Link wouldn't be able to go on without you. I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I let you kill yourself!" I look behind her at the people watching. I had let Midna come close enough to speak to me. But no one else. The crowd could probably hear us, but I didn't care.

"Sheik!" My eyes search for him. Link is pushing through the crowd and I bite my lip. When did he get here? Link wasn't in town this week! My resolve is slowly dying away. I take a step back and slip. Soon the world is spinning and I plummet down to the water.

I pull my jacket further around myself as I walk into the school building. Hoping my friends won't see the marks littering my body. I don't want to worry them. I cringe when a hand lands on my shoulder, my whole body tensing with the pain.

"Yo, brother Sheik. Why are you wearing a jacket? It's only early fall. Not the least bit chilly!"

"Hey, Darunia. I think Sheik is in pain."

"Oh, okay. Well, I have wrestling practice today. So I'm gonna leave Sheik in your capable hands, brother Link."

"See ya later."

"Ah!

"Are you okay?"

"Y-Yeah, I'm fine."

"You sure?"

"Just been lifting stuff lately. New dad and all that. Mom wanted to have his furniture instead."

"You don't look so good. How about we head to the nurse?"

"No! ...I mean... I'm fine. Really. Don't worry about it."

"I'm taking you to the nurse. Something is wrong, I can tell."

"Put me down."

"Okay."

"Sheik! I'm taking you to the nurse! Get back here!"

"Put me down!"

"No!"

"Please put me down, Link."

"Are you going to try and run away again?"

"No."

"You swear?"

"Yeah, sure."

"If you try to get away again, I'll check you for injuries myself."

"Please don't."

"You wanna test me?"

"No."

I stuffed an old rag down in my underwear. Hopefully, I could go the whole day without the blood seeping through. I know my friends have noticed the changes. I wear baggy pants and hoodies a lot. I'm sure they've seen the scars lining my wrists. Noticed the traces of make-up to cover the bruising.

"Sheik! Get down here!"

"Do you need something?"

"Yeah. You ain't goin' to school today."

"W-Why?"

"I need you here. That's why."

"Yes, s-sir."

Link shoved the bloody rag in my face. The same one I had been washing and reusing to soak up anything, blood included, from down below after my 'father' got done with me. I hissed before grabbing it, throwing it across his room.

"What the hell is that?! What is that, Sheik?!"

"It's nothing. Just forget about it."

"Don't lie to me! I know better than that!"

"No you don't. I've been lying about my life for the past couple months and you never picked up on anything. The guy my mom remarried takes me to his bed every night. His buddies come over and have their fun with me."

"I slit my wrists almost every day and cry myself to sleep every night. I have such bad panic attacks that I vomit anything I try to eat."

"Hell, my mom got really bad into drugs and has been selling me out as a whore! Not to mention, the guys she sells me to like to force whatever they have on them down my throat or into my veins just to keep me still! You have no idea what I've gone through, so don't pretend to!"

"Don't you dare touch me! I'll kill you! I-"

"Just let it out, Sheik."

"Get... Get me something to clean this up with."

"Later. For now, just relax."

"Sorry I kissed you..."

"It's not... It made me think of all the... their hands and mouths and bodies taking what they shouldn't. All the hurt."

"It's okay. I'm here now. I'll help you."

"Will you keep me safe from him?"

"I-"

"Don't make a promise we both know you can't keep, Link."

"I'll try to keep you from harm. Is that good enough?"

Yes."

"I care for you. A lot."

"I know."

"You'll be alright, Sheik. I'm here for you. I will do everything within my power to keep you safe."

"Take me away."

I whimpered as Link's hands grew needy. Fingers caressing along my bare skin as the worn, navy blue shirt was removed. I was pulled into his lap and he laid barely-there butterfly kisses down my jaw. We had been talking about the future. What life would be like after we finished school. If I finished. It had turned into Link asking about the scars and bruises covering my body. He would run his fingertips along one and I would try to tell him where it came from. Then his hands wandered under my shirt to touch the marks along my chest. And now here we are.

"I want you, Sheik."

"Why would you want a screw-up like me. I'm so soiled and broken. So many men have touched me."

"I know, but I love you."

"No, you don't. Never say that."

"Why?"

"I'm not worth it."

"You are to me."

"Be mine."

"I can't."

"And why is that?!"

"Because I just can't!"

"Are you afraid?"

"I..."

"It doesn't matter if you are. If you're scared of me using you, then you are stupid. I love you to the point that watching you hurt every day is killing me. Why would I hurt you?"

"But..."

"Just say yes, Sheik. Please."

"Yes."

Link's hand came down on my shoulder, but I jerked away from him, right into the wall. I had to get away. He would want to know why I was refusing his touch. Why I just wouldn't let him come near me.

"Don't touch me!"

"Sheik, wha-"

"I said not to touch me!"

"What's wrong?"

"Sheik. You can tell me. You should know that I would never do you wrong. Whether it be judging you for something you can't even control or otherwise."

"He touched me... pinned me down last night. I'm unclean. You can't touch me or you'll be dirty."

"Then let me clean you."

Link's fingers worked into the tense muscles of my back. The water hiding the bruised skin from his eyes, but not his hands. He had washed the grime from my body, inside and out. His hands had touched me like never before. Yet I still didn't feel right.

"Link?"

"Yeah."

"I want to feel clean."

"You don't feel clean now?"

"No. I need you to feel clean. Please."

"A-Are you sure?"

"I wouldn't ask you if I wasn't."

The pillows caved as I fell back into them. My body crying out in absolute bliss. Lips worked their way up my neck and then onto my face, slowly getting closer to my mouth. Our legs were entangled together, bodies embracing in the most intimate way possible without being lustful. Link kissed my lips and I smiled up at him.

"I love you, Sheik."

"I... I love you."

"Do you feel clean now?"

"In a literal sense, no. But figuratively, yes."

"Good."

"I want to stay like this forever."

"Then how about we do that."

"Sounds great."

I watched as he scooped the girl up into his arms. She giggled and I held a hand over my mouth to keep from crying. Did our night together mean nothing to him? I ran. He didn't see me. I ran from the man I had given myself to. It was my choice and I had picked him. I had picked Link. I fell to the ground and sobbed, the trees of the park hiding me from prying eyes unless they got closer. Maybe I could make all the hurt go away. My nails bit into my skin as I tore it away, blood seeping down my arm.

"Sheik!"

"M-Midna..."

"What the hell are you doing?!"

"No-Nothing. It's noth-thing. Just lea-eave me be for a bit."

"Okay... Just don't hurt yourself again."

I gulped. Link was walking towards me. He looked so happy. It is a shame that he isn't mine. That happiness isn't for me. But I still continue to fake not knowing. I still let him touch me. Kiss me. Make love to me. Link pulls me into a hug and I feel myself break a little more inside.

"Today is the day."

"Yeah. I'll miss you."

"I'll miss you more, my cute little Sheiky."

"Are you sure you don't want to go?"

"I'm sure."

"Will you be okay?"

"Midna said I can stay with her while you are gone."

"Just stay away from him while I'm not here, okay?"

"Okay."

"I love you, Sheik."

"Love you."

I cried out as he shoved me into the wall. A snap was heard and I knew something was broken, just not what. It all hurt so bad.

"You little slut! You've been sleeping around, haven't you!"

"No!"

"Then what are all these marks. You must have been with someone, cause you sure as hell haven't been here."

"I was with my boyfriend."

"Who would want a piece of trash like you."

"That's none of your business!"

"Oh, I see. It's the blond one, right. The pretty boy from a wealthy family. You've been giving him sex, eh. How nice for him."

"No... Please don't."

"Stop your struggling or I'll make this hurt worse."

"Good boy."

I gasped as I broke the surface of the water. "Link!"

"Shh. I'm here, Sheik." I turned in the direction of his voice and saw the massive gash on Link's head.

"Li-"

"Don't bother with it. I'm fine. We need to get you to the doctor." I look down into the water, avoiding his eyes. "I know what happened, Sheik. I know he touched you, probably had you. Midna sent me a text as I was on my way back. I drove as fast as I could. I shouldn't have left you here alone. I should have forced you to come with me. Even if it meant you would hate me, I should have kept you safe."

We didn't speak anymore as Link all but ordered me to go to the shore. I got off with light injuries from the fall, but Link ended up with a broken hand and wrist, as well as a mild concussion.

My 'father' was arrested on several accounts of rape that day, not to mention all the other things he had done, and my mother was found dead later after overdosing on a handful of drugs. I found that I didn't really care. I had Link and Midna. Their were my new family. As well as Link's sister, Zelda.

Life was turning around for me. Then a few months later, at his sister's birthday party no less, Link proposed to me.

"Sheik, I'm being extremely serious. I want to take care of you." The crowd hushed as he dropped to one knee. A little black box was taken from his pocket. Link opened it to reveal a braided gold and silver band with a purple gem. "Will you marry me?"

I held my left hand out to him and covered my mouth with the other, tears spilling down my face. "Yes."

He scooped me up and kissed me in front of all those people. And I didn't care. I was happy.

So... What do we think? I'm a little worried about the flashback style, but I really wanted to try my hand at it. I hope it turned out alright.

Review. It might take me a bit to update since I have a bunch of half finished things. I really need to sit down and finish them...

Love and jumping from bridges can be bad for your health, (Just sayin'.)

~Annoying :)