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I need you

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Sakura's POV

To be honest, crying helps. Maybe it didn't help me emotionally, but physically crying made me calm down. After I told Mom Sasuke broke up with me, her eyes buldged out of her head.

"W-What?" She asked.

"Mom, he said so many mean things to me," I sniffle, "He said I was something to experiment with. Did he really mean that?"

It took her a while to answer, "I'm not sure sweetie, but it's all over now. It will get better from here."

"No!"

I jumped up from the couch and I started freaking out again, "You don't understand, Mom!"

I began letting tears pour again, "Ever since Dad died, I've been miserable as hell. Everytime I think about him, it makes me want to shut my door, and never come out."

"Then I met Sasuke," My voice got softer, "He was so nice and respected me. I even become friends with some of his friends," I sniffle again, "Everything about him made me want to never leave his side. I don't care if it's only been a couple weeks!" My voice grows louder, "I love him, Mom! I love him so much! Now he's gone! He killed my spirit, he killed my hope!" My voice begins to grow softer, "He killed my pride."

Mom was obviously taken aback by my statement, due to the fact that she was still staring wide-eyed at me.

"I just. . ." I begin, "I just need to be alone."

I walk to my room in a fast pace and fall belly first on my bed, while grabbing a pillow. I sob into it, and think about my Dad, and what must have made him do such a terrible and heart breaking thing.

FLASHBACK: 1 and a Half Year(s) Ago

The door opens, revealing my father's exhausted figure. He has his usual black suit on, with his breif case in his right hand. I also noticed the bags under his eyes. He looks really tired.

I look up from the books I was studying from, and smile at him, "Hi, Dad. Did work go okay?"

He doesn't say anything, and just walks away. I know he's been depressed lately, but he could at least say hi. I go back to studying and writing notes down, until I hear muffled talking. I immedietly know it's Mom and Dad.

I sigh once I'm finished studying, and I check my grades on the computer. Good, I have all A's. I can't wait until I can finish school and become a doctor. I smile at the thought.

I hear footsteps and turn my head towards the sound. It was Dad walking into the kitchen. I follow him, until I stare at his reached over back, scouting the fridge. I sigh at him so he knows I'm there, but he doesn't turn. I sigh louder, but nothing. Finally, I give up and just talk.

"You didn't say hi to me when you came in. Kinda hurts, y'know." I say sarcastically.

That's what my Dad and I's relationship is like. We are always sarcastic with each other and always joke around.

"I'm not in the mood, Sakura." He says, as he takes out a left over cherry pie from the night before.

"Y'know," I begin, and sit on the bar stool, "If Deidara is making you stressed out, you can just fire him. You are the boss."

"It doesn't work like that. I can't just fire him with a snap of finger." He responds, while grabbing a fork, and digging into the pie.

"Sure you can. I'll imitate you, so you'll now how you can do it," I cough, like I was getting ready to say a speech, "Deidara," I begin, in a deep, manly voice, "You're stressing me out, and I can't take it anymore." I snap my fingers, "You're fired."

My voice turns back to normal, "It's that easy."

"You're very clueless, Sakura. Stay out of it." He snaps.

I frown at his words. Ever since Deidara was hired a year ago, Dad's been off. This guy is killing his spirit.

Dad starts towards his room with the pie in his left hand and the fork in the right.

"Mom's gonna kill you, when she sees you eating pie on the bed." I announce loudly.

All I hear is the door slam shut.

6 Months Later

Once I leave school and begin walking home, there's something in the air that just doesn't feel right. A depressed feeling washes over me, and I begin to feel something dark in the pit of my stomach. Nothing feels right.

Once I'm in front of the door, I open it hesitantly. The sound of crying fills my ears and I widen my eyes at my mother sitting under her legs on the floor, sobbing. Her hands are on her face, but I already know what her expression must look like.

"Mom?"

She doesn't say anything and I drop my bag on the floor, and walk slowly towards her. I lean down to her height on the floor, and put my hand on her back.

"What's going on?" I ask.

Her cries grow louder, and still not one word comes out.

"Hey, you need to tell me." I say as politelly as possible, hoping the irritation in my voice wasn't noticeable.

She sniffles loudly and looks up at me. Her face is completely red and scrunched up. Numerous tears escape her eyes at the sight of me.

"Sweetie," She says in a squeaky voice, "I'm so sorry." She whispers.

"Sorry for what? What's going on?" I ask, dreading the news she's probably going to tell me.

"Y-you're father has done it. . . I h-had a feeling this would happen."

"Mom, what are you talking about?!" My voice grows higher and concerned.

"He's dead."

My eyes widen and my heart literally stops. I stop breathing and stare at nothing.

"H-he k-killed h-himself." Mom studders slowly, and goes back to crying.

I hear ringing in my ears and begin breathing shakily. I fall back on my butt, and feel wet within my eyes. Without saying another word, I get up from my spot on the floor, and run out the door.

I begin running to nowhere specific and instead of shedding tears, my eyebrows are furrowed. I feel outraged. How could this happen? Those were the words I asked myself over and over again.

Before I knew it, I was at the park. I stopped in front of the lake Dad and I used to always hang out at when I was younger. Staring at the sparkling water for a few moments, I let it all out.

I scream and cry at the same time. Breaking down and crumbling to the ground on my knees, I grab my head and rock back and fourth on my heels, screaming and cursing with all my might. "Dad!" I scream, "Dad! You left me!" I scream even louder, "How could you do this!"At the top of my lungs, I yell, "How could you let me down!"

My loud sobs became endless.

Present Day

Everything changed from there. My straight A's and above average GPA, became below average. My life-long dream of being a doctor, became a web-designer. And my once always happy spirit disappeared.

Everything was different from then on.

The only thing that stayed the same, was the fact that I had Kiba by my side. Realization hit me, when I remembered him. Even before my Father died, he was there, yet I threw him away, just for Sasuke.

Without hesitating, I pull out my phone, and type in a text.

I need you -Sakura

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Since yesterday's chapter was probably a bit boring to some of you, I gave you another chapter!

Thanks for the support, and hope you enjoyed!

Ta Ta ;D

~Kit_Katzzz