The Confusion

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(A/n: There's a bit of multiple scene change in this one.)

Sakura's POV:

Avoiding them was easier said then done, let's just say in the middle of homework my phone continued to blow up with texts. Most of them from Deidara but also from the others. But no Itachi. I was somewhat glad that none of them were from him but kinda sad since he didn't check up- and what am I saying?!? Sakura, get it together! Starting right now you're ignoring all of them and- I paused as the sudden wave of realization hit me. I'll be all alone. Ino was gone, I'm ignoring everyone else so I was really alone. I felt Inner try to talk to me but I pushed her away and looked down at my homework, there were tear drop stains and the words were slightly blurred. I bit my lip and wiped the remaining tears on my shirt and sighed. This was much harder than I thought it would be...

-o-

School wasn't any easier with his locker being right next to mine and with him saying good morning to me. I bit my lip again as I continued to ignore him, his gaze was on me and I knew if I looked at him his eyes would betray confusion at my actions.

I'm sorry Itachi. I thought to myself as I shut my locker and walked away from him calling my name once again. The pang in my chest was very much there as it took everything I had not to turn around and just apologize over and over to him. Maybe a hug...okay yeah he'd get one in the mood I was in. Biting my lip again, I walked into my English class to see Sasuke giving me a confused look and I tore my gaze away from him as well. It's better for me to be alone. I won't feel anything. I kept repeating to myself, I had to stop once I felt tears brim my eyes and I had to blink a couple times for it to go down. No, I am not crying in school, that was also a big no-no. I didn't pay attention in class, not at all. I kept repeating song lyrics in my head to calm me down a bit.

It's over isn't it.

Isn't it.

Isn't it over.

It's over, isn't it.

Isn't it over.

The hand gripping my pencil was beginning to shake and I noticed how quiet the class got. I glanced up to see everyone staring at me and my now broken pencil on my desk.

"I-I..." I tried to say but instead my voice caught in my throat and the tears fell. I was cursing myself all through it, I was being weak. I'm not weak. The teacher was calling out to me and I abruptly stood in my seat and ran out the door, to the roof I go. They've seen enough of this already, if I was going to breakdown I want to do it alone. When I ran through the doors I was glad to see I was alone. I chose a shady spot and as soon as I sat down my body was shaking with how much I was crying. I don't know why I was crying so much, I really don't. But whatever it was I just let it out and hoped I felt better afterwards. I let it all out.

Ino leaving and taking Hinata and TenTen with her.

Me being weak simply because I hated crying.

And lastly, how confused I was about how I felt about Itachi.

Inner's voice trying to soothe me didn't go unnoticed, it was funny hearing her awkwardly trying to calm me down, she eventually just settled on shh it's okay, it's gonna be okay repeating that over and over again in my head. I don't know how long I was there, but long enough for the door to slowly swing open to reveal Deidara. He spotted me almost instantly and sat down next to me. At this point the tears were still streaming down my face and I was hiccuping a bit. I didn't fight it when he wrapped his arms around me to try and comfort me. It did the opposite. When I felt the contact the tears got worse and he stiffened. He eventually relaxed and drew small circles in my back, him and inner's comfort was working. The tears were drying up, leaving my face feeling a bit stiff and for me to feel mentally exhausted. I sighed as I leaned against him more and let my eyes droop. I know I what I was supposed to do, but I allowed myself to break the rules for once and to just sleep. I'll answer the questions later, then go back to being alone.

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