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Chapter Eleven

Now I'm back to square one.

After losing her hair and working twenty hours a week, Sayuri grew frustrated. All her money that she worked hard for was gone. Why?

Kakashi.

This year was her senior year and tests were coming up. She had to get a job and get her own money. She had to be happy. 

She resorted to working five hours every weekday and two full shifts in the weekends. No way am I giving up.

I'm getting the money.

And I'm getting the heck out of here.

"I see you've found out about your stash of money," He said as she looked through the cabinets of the kitchen. Her back visibly tensed and he smirked. "Do you really think you could hide it for so long?"

The small nod of her head was the only reply he got. He let out a scoff and gazed at her, like she was a pathetic, pitiful piece of trash. 

"What were you thinking?" He said, rising from the couch. The television was just silence to his ears. "How could you have been so selfish? Saving up money when we are poor? When I have to eat money, to pay for rent?"

Seeing her shake only made his satisfaction grow.

"I thought you would have learned through these years. I thought that maybe you would have decided to just...stop being so greedy...so needy..." She turned and saw him chuckle at her astonished face. "Why so surprised? I've always been disappointed in you. You always brought me down."

He turned away and jutted his jaw out mockingly as he shook his head. "Now I know that I shouldn't trust you with my faith. There was always this small part of me that resisted whenever I doubted you...now that part of me is gone."

He walked back to the couch and turned the television to the highest volume, despite the fact that their electricity bill would be out of the roof. "Do whatever you want, Sayuri. In just a few months, you won't be my responsibility anymore. So if you screw up, I can walk away without any trouble."

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Kakashi seemed a bit stressed out today. He was unconsciously ruffling his hair as he paced down the hallway. When Kakashi's in a mood this bad, she thought. It's best to not bother him now.

She silently made her way to her room after she got home from school. Her heart was racing and she was barely breathing. Please don't get me in trouble. "Sayuri." The fear in her heart rose and she turned, frigidly, to her brother.

"What did you do to the car keys?"

"I don't have--"

"I don't have time for your stupid games. Tell me where they are."

"I don't have them--"

Sayuri's words died in her lips when she heard Kakashi sigh in exasperation. She hated when she made him so frustrated. "Seriously, now? I have a job interview in thirty minutes. I need the keys so I can get away from you. Is that all I can ask? God, I hate you."

The world stopped moving. I hate you.

Sayuri felt her heart clench and ache. She suddenly found it difficult to stand.

"W-Well," she said, her voice wavering. "It wasn't so hard to say, was it? You hate me. You've always hated me. You waited sixteen years to say this, ever since I was born." Her eyes darted to the kitchen counter.

"The keys are on the counter." With that, she walked away.