Sasusaku :The Girl Who Lives In The Mansion

Sakura pov:

Today is the day I've been waiting for yet dreading.

The first day of school.

It's my senior year, im 17, im the girl who lives in the big mansion at the end of the block. I've always heard rumors about my house, how people say they've never seen no one live in it, and how they did pranks on it during halloween, such as paint balls, teepeeing it, rotten pumpkins in the lawn.

But in reality i live here, my parents are rich so they're rarely home, but when they are things don't look too good for me, not like they ever do.

I am a victim of physical, mental, and emotional abuse caused only by two individuals.

Meibuki ans Kizashi haruno.

Despite how rich or successful they are, my mother is a drug addict my father abuses alcohol. When stressed, angry, or the slightest bit frustrated they take it out on me.

I'm not tall, im not a big person, im short maybe around 5'1 or 5'2, im petite, im slim, they easily overpower me with my lack of strength that i have.

I know i should hate them... but i love them because they're still my parents and despite all they've done or all they do... I can't find it in my heart to hate them.

Though some of their punishments have lead me to a place i hate, a place i hate the smell of, where death lingers just as frequent as the smell of alcohol in the air.

The hospital.

I'm surprised i even made to 17 or my senior year.

"Lady Sakura, I'm here to take you to school"

That there is our maid, her name Katsuyu, she's always been there for me, through thick and think she's been there. Every hospital visit she was there, every school meeting/conference she was there. I consider her a better mother than Meibuki will ever be.

"Okay Katsuyu-san!"

"Please sakura no more formalities i work for you sweetheart" she said sweetly. "Be down in 5 i have a on the go breakfast ready and the car is warming up."

"Okay I'll be down shortly" i said back as she closed the door.

I shot out of bed, stripping from my pajama's into my school uniform, my button down white shirt with konoha's leaf symbol on both arms in red, a navy blue skirt, knee high black socks, small brown loafer like shoes, my red neck tie .

I brushed my long pink hair as i looked in the mirror, i noticed a few of my bruises were noticed on my arm so I decided to go with a konoha high cardigan sweater over my shirt.

The bruises do hurt I can't lie, but i can deal with it.

I put on my red ribbon, as finished with my hair.

Now, with the topic of school, I've lived in konoha for my entire life, yet every school year from pre-k to now. I've always gone unnoticed, I'm merely an outcast, even with pink hair and green eyes, i go unseen by everyone.

I've always gone to school with 11 other kids, for some reason they've never talked to me.

It's not like I'm a ghost or anything, I'm just overlooked.

The 11 kids are all best friends from what I've observed yearly, they're always doing things together outside of school, during school, and during holidays.

Honestly everyone is pretty much rich, just like me.

But i wonder do any of them go through what i do? Have any of them the been the blame and been on the receiving end like i have of my parents anger? Their wrath.