In The Palm Of My Hands

Hate

'I love you, and because I love you I would sooner have you hate me for telling you the truth than adore me for telling you lies.' - Pietro Aretino

Karin's smile was just there; it was mean. It was evil. It was mocking. It was smug. It was meant to hurt.

And hurt it did.

They say that just before you die, you see your life flash before your eyes.

Did anyone also ever heard that when your heart is crushed, in that single second of all moments, words and feelings of your loved one flashes through your head? And the very second after that your realize that every moment, ever sentence and ever touch, all of them, was a lie.

That's exactly what went through Sakura.

The first reaction from her, past the shock and the first stab of pain, was denial.

"You're lying." She whispered. Her throat was stricken and panic rushed through her veins which made it unable for her to speak any louder than she was. "You're lying."

Karin chuckled happily. There was no other feeling of euphoria right now for her to see Sakura's reaction to this. She couldn't be any more content, glad or happy right now, not even a Sasuke-induced orgasm could beat this feeling -and that is saying tremendously lot because we are speaking about a Sasuke-induced orgasm- to see the pink bitch in front of her looking as she was. This victorious feeling of knowing that Sakura had lost, that she had-once again-won over Sasuke from her and that he will stay with her forever.

The grief, the hurt, the betrayal, the pain, the torture, she saw it all pass in the emerald eyes of the little whore. And all of it made Karin want to laugh. Oh yes, laugh really hard, laugh in the woman's face, point at her nose and grin so hard she'd fear that her face will split in two.

"I can assure you, missy," Teeth gleamed in the light, "I'm not. I am pregnant of Sasuke, Uchiha Sasuke's child. I can even explain to you how amazing he was when it happened. But I'm sure you somewhat got the taste of it."

Sakura's eyes were big and shaking. Next through her was disbelief.

She was unwilling to grasp any of what Karin was saying, to know what Sasuke did… was incredulous."I-I do not-"

"Believe me? Of course you don't sweet-cake." Karin giggled behind her hand. "Then don't believe me, but believe the ebony-haired, crimson-eyed baby with the last name Uchiha that will be born later."

Sakura was suddenly trembling, taking a step back. The next thing through her was sadness.

All what Sasuke did, all what Sasuke said, was fake. No matter how much divorced she was, how much 'over' him she told herself that she was, not matter how much she wanted to forget him… this hurt.

All she wanted was to have Sasuke out of her freaking life once she came back to Miami. She needed to divorce to finally forget him. He hurt her badly in the first part of her life and she escaped-no, separated from him for a year to heal herself and know her true roots. He'd hurt her with Karin then, and now, thinking she was strong enough for anything and everything related to Sasuke, they slept together and this happens. He'd hurt her with Karin again.

Again.

Her knees almost bucked and her eyes hurt.

"Aww, you're not going to cry are you?" Karin asked mockingly, more like twisting the knife that she cruelly and personally stabbed in her heart than actually asking, speaking as if to a child.

Breathe, Sakura thought, she needed to breathe. But breath was hard to push through the knot that formed in her throat. As long as she was in Karin's presence she needed to stay strong. If she appeared weak and helplessly started to cry then Karin would win.