My Blossom (SasuSaku)

Chapter Eighteen

Memories flooding my head with sadness from the past. I stopped punching the bag and stumbled to the floor. "Zael..." I whispered as tears started to form. I bit my bottom lip trying to hold in the tears and pain. I should of forgave him. I should of.. My whole body started trembling but that didn't stop me from getting up. I quickly packed my things and walked out the gym. Taking deep breaths hoping that I won't lose control. Hoping that my emotions won't get the better of me.. I stopped walking and looked at the ground. Tears started to flow down my face uncontrollably. "Zael.... I-... I'm.. I'm so-" my word were choked as I tried to speak. "I'm so sorry!" I rubbed my eyes trying to stop the tears but they kept coming. "I s-sh- should of for-..gave you... I should of d-did that!" My body trembled again and this time I didn't have the strength to stand. I hit the floor with my knees and bawled. My heart ached... My head felt like it was splitting in two. I held my head with hands on both sides trying to stop myself but it was no use. I covered my eyes with my hand and cried into them. At this point I didn't care who saw, who heard, or who cared; I just wanted to cry.

"Sakura..?"

I sobbed as I removed my hands from my face and turned my head to the side to see no other than Sasuke. "G-go away" I choked.

"What's wrong why are you crying" he ran towards me and wrapped his arms around me. I tried to push him away but he held on tight. "Sakura I'm not letting you go until you tell me"

"It's not your business!" I yelled trying to get away.

"It is my business!" He yelled back.

"No it isn't!"

"Sakura stop it! Look at me!" He screamed at my face. I turned my face towards him with my eyes puffy and red and probably with the ugliest crying face. Probably worst than Kim Kardashian or however you spell it. "I'm sorry that I screamed at you... But Sakura please listen to me, please" he said softly. His voice brought me comfort and I had no idea why. I looked into his eyes and waited for him to speak. "I'm sorry for being an ass. I'm sorry for getting angry at you without you having a chance to explain yourself or for me to understand. I got jealous...." My eyes widen.

"You got j-jealous..."

"Yes, I got jealous" he whispered as he pushed my hair back behind my ear.

"Why.."

"Isn't it obvious..." He whispered as he stared into my eyes. I only shook my head. He smiled softly and leaned in until our foreheads touched, "because I'm falling in love with you".