I Promise (KHS Short Sasuke Love Story)

Chapter 2

It's been 2 months since I told Sakura and Hinata about my mom. It's been 2 months since I was able to trust someone. It's been 2 months since I moved here. I'm one of there friends now. They are the popular group, so I guess I'm popular. I mean I get asked out just because of my 'popularity'. I couldn't care less about my popularity. I'm just relieved I have friends. But it's not like if they care about me. They could have ditched me the first week of school, but they didn't. Does this mean they actually care? No, no one cares about me. If they do they end up leaving me. Naruto and I have become really close friends. We would talk a lot and everything and he actually listens to me.

Every Time during gym I would go to the bathroom to change because of all the bruises from the beatings. I would put makeup on the injuries, including my cuts. Not like if they would care or anything, I just don't want them pretending to care. I would think about this everyday I'm with them. They are really nice. Could I trust them? I honestly feel really happy when I'm with them, but they would just leave me. I'm used it it. Every time I get hurt, so what's the point I try not to get attached with them, but that's hard because I actually enjoy my time with them.

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It was time for gym and I went to the bathroom like always. I got into the big stall and started changing. I looked for my makeup, but I couldn't find it anywhere. "Damn" I thought. I forgot it at home. I looked at my legs I had a couple of bruises and my arms too. I looked at my cutts. great now what? I was going to be late. I just grabbed my stuff put it in my locker and hoped for the best. I went into the gym. "Oh hey Akina!' Sakura said and she made her way towards me. I just gave a small smile and put my hands behind my back. She looked at my legs and her eyes widen. "Akina are you okay? What happened?" She said. Now my other friends were curious and came towards me. "Like if you would care." I thought.

"Oh, this? I'm fine don't worry about it." I said trying to change the subject. "What happened?" She said sternly. "I- uh- I juu-just fell." I said pulling on my necklace. I always do that when I'm lying, and hoping they wouldn't notice. She started eyeing my necklace. I automatically put my hands down. Her eye's widened even more. Did she see them??!!? I started panicking. "I'm fine, come on class is about to start." I said getting away from them. She just looked at me with sad eyes. The rest of the group was confused, but they just left.

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I was happy that Sakura didn't ask me any questions and hoping it would stay that way. It was time for lunch and I wasn't hungry, so I just got an apple. I went to go sit with them. They just smiled. They were talking about how Shikamaru was dating Temari and stuff like that. I had no seats left, so I sat next to Sasuke. I started eating my apple and I guess he was going to put his fingers through his hair, but as a reflex I flinched. Everyone just stared at me. Sasuke looked at me eyes widen and I looked at what he was staring at. My arm. It was bruised. "I have to go." I said picking up my stuff and headed to nowhere. I was grabbed by non other than Sasuke. He grabbed my wrist which caused me to hiss in pain because of the bruises and cuts.

He dragged me to an empty room. "Who's beating you?" He asked sternly. "Shit." I thought. I pretended to laugh. "No one, I'm just really clumsy that's all." I said trying to get through him and at the same time grabbing my necklace. "You're lying." He said. "No I'm not." I said still grabing my necklace. "You grab your necklace everytime you lie." He said. How is he this smart? "You're making a big deal, nothing's happening." I said still trying to get to the door. "Why do you cut?" He asked trying to get me to answer. "Sasuke, you must be seeing things." I said trying to get through the door. "Akina, tell me." He said sternly. I finally snapped. "Why do you care?! No one ever cares! Just leave me alone!" I said pushing through him and running off campus. I don't care if I'm cutting class. I just want to leave. I heard someone yell my name, but I didn't look back. He, my step father, wouldn't be back until 6:30, so he wouldn't notice I wasn't at school.