Authors note:

Hey guys! I felt really bad about not posting for like ever. I went through a writers block and was unable to think of how to push the story through, but I'm back babies. LETS ROCK THIS!

Enjoy!

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Substance Therapy

VII

Transgression

Sakura's eyes flutter awake, beads pooling on her forehead.

Encased in a pool of navy satin, she feels around for any sign of life and reality.

Ice cold slender fingers land on a flesh like plane.

Sakura's heartbeat hits the wall.

The pounding in her forehead proceeds to compete with a bass drum.

Of all the times she had ever been shit faced, she had never blacked out.

What is the meaning of all of this?

Emeralds dart side to side in the darkness of the room trying to find any source of light that can expose her location. Negative. She can make out black curtains protecting her from the light that she is desperately dying to see. Sakura feels moment next to her and hears a faint breathing to her left. She begins to panic.

She had woken up next to a stranger.

The last person she remember spending time with was...

...

Reality can be such a bitch sometimes.

She bolted out of the room, making her way down the hallways she runs face first into a pair of arms.

Everything around her turned dark, the only thing her wide eyes could make out was red highlights to the dark.

Sakura looked up at the man with his arms outstretched towards her.

"Sasuke."

The world cut to black.

Sakura awoke in her bed, cold and alone.

Sakura's mouth releasing a sigh of defeat.

Sakura lays the back of her hand on top of her forehead, wiping the dewy sweat from her muggy forehead.

"What the actual fuck."

Sakura's emerald eyes start to wander her room, a precautionary movement. Gleaming in the corner of her room is a small diamond hanging around the table lamp setting on her dresser. Catching her attention, as all diamonds do a feminine eye, she removes herself from her bed. Picking up the light diamond in her hand and wrapping the chain around and unraveling it numerous times.

Looking to the tag hanging for dear life to the chain, her eyes widen at the words "You know too much."

"Oh fuck."

Sakura's ears perked up at a slamming noise, seemingly from outside of her home. Looking out the window she glances around, a dark shadow moving minutely through the streets away from the sound.

The clock struck 10 AM.

Sakura brushed the occurrences off. She needed to get to work.

Getting ready in record time, she stormed out of her apartment and proceeded with her day, diamond in her pocket.

Sakura had to meet with Sasuke.

There was something that was off with that man. These mysterious antics of Uchiha Sasuke, would not ruin her life.

Authors note:

Sorry for the tiniest update on the planet. I'm kicking a writers block and gunna kick this bad boy up a notch. It's about to get dark.

Fun fact: My favorite color is pink!

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~Ashley