I'm the new Sakura Haruno! CHA!

Flashback

(WARNING!!! SLIGHT GORE/ BLOOD AND ABUSE)

I whimpered as I sat alone in my room. I had ran here the second we got home and locked myself in. I was having an episode, something that hadn't happened since the bridge.

I curled up into a ball and began to shake, memories forcing their way through my head.

Flashback start

I stared at the broken vase in absolute horror. I was meant to be cleaning, but I had knocked it over and didn't catch it in time. I heard loud thundering footsteps as mother ran into the room, an enraged face. I stumbled back in fear, not wanting to get hit.

"YOU LITTLE BITCH!!! DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH THAT COST?! HUH?! NO OF COURSE YOU DON'T YOU UGLY ASS SPOILED BITCH!!! THAT'S IT! YOU'RE GOING TO THE ROOM!"

I slowly backed away in terror. Not there. Not again.....

She reached out and grabbed a fistfull of long, curly black hair. I screamed in pain as she dragged me down the stairs and threw me down the basement stairs.

My head smacked the floor and I heard a crack as I landed on my leg. I started crying loudly, begging for help, but was silenced my mother when she forced a gag into my mouth. She was seething.

"After all I do for you you want to ask for help?! Well guess what you little brat? It's not coming. Now or ever."

I whimpered and tried to crawl away, but she slammed her foot down onto my left leg and another loud crack was heard as I screamed and clawed at the gag. Soon enough, my hands were tied above me as mother closed the door and windows.

I wanted to scream, to call for help, but I knew mother had sound proofed the walls. I was terrified as she walked to the old work bench and opened it, pulling out a short, dull knife. She walked over slowly and held my face softly.

"Oh my dear. You know I love you right?" I nodded, attempting to please her. "Well then you should know that this punishment is to help you! You'll be much better after this!"

I squeezed my eyes shut as the blade was drawn close to my right arm. I yelped at the pain of the dull blade dragging through my skin. My face was grabbed and my eyes forced open.

"Keep your eyes open or I'll make this a worse punishment."

I whimpered in agony as the blade was now cutting the stomach of my shirt open, slicing my stomach as well.

An hour passed as I hung there battered and cut up. My left arm was covered in blade marks and my right had been broken several times. My right leg was covered in bruises and my left leg had a long, deep cut.

My face was left untouched, as to not show off any marks. My chest had whip marks as well as cigarette burns.

"This had to be done my dear. You know this hurts me more than it hirts you."

"Yes mother..."

Flashback end

I felt searing hot pain and silently sobbed. I pulled an arm in front of me and watched in horror as old scars reappeared. The pain subsided and I ran to the mirror in my room.

I seem to do that a lot. I stared in horr as I let my cloak fall to the floor. As if an armor, my skind had peeled back, revealing every scar I've ever earned.

My face lost emotion as I traced the longer scars and rubbed the smaller ones. I hated them. I had hoped that they would have finally disappeared permanently. I gingerly took my shirt of and sure enough, a large burn mark stood prominently just above my left breast.