Hey guys! So, as I was writing my first story, I realized I could do a lot better. So, while I revise and redo All In Your Head, I thought I should start on another story. This one has been itching to be written so, I hope its good! Please bare with me, it has been years since I last wrote, and I was improving through the years. And, just so you know, I'm not very good with chapter and story titles so... Anyway, don't let me distract you!
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Naruto or any characters.
You never knew what was going to happen in your life. Things changed over a period of time and you just had to accept it. You had to pick up the pieces of your life and move on, no matter how hard it was. Now, faced with this, the blonde driving knew it was destined to happen. Everything was set into place already, before he even knew what was going on. He decided, no matter what, he was getting away from everything he ever knew. He had a relative that lived in another town, far away from his original home. That's where he was going. He called his grandfather last night, telling him how he was coming to live with him. Things at home were bad; and they were getting worse fast.
Looking over at his bag in the front seat, he slowed down and found a dirt road to park on for a little while. He looked at the bag again, sighing. He knew what he was doing, and he knew he shouldn't be doing it. With a loud sigh, he grabbed the bag, pulling out a glass object. Next came a small baggie of what almost resembled glass pieces. He groaned, not wanting to do what he was about to do. He couldn't stop himself though. He had to have a taste. With that, he prepared a glass piece and placed it in the dirty glass bowl. Shaking his head, he grabbed his lighter and lit the bowl, letting the substance melt a bit before placing the end of the bowl into his mouth, inhaling the toxic fumes. He leaned back, holding the smoke as long as he could before exhaling loudly.
Looking down at his pipe, he knew he was stupid. He knew this was the reason everything came crashing down. He shook his head, replacing the pipe and lighter in the bag, tossing it carelessly in the passenger seat. He drug his hands down his face, knowing he was high enough to deal with the rest of the drive. He threw his car in drive, pulling a U-turn and speeding off. He hated himself for abandoning everything back at home. Abandoning everyone. He knew what he was doing was going to hurt everyone else just as much, if not more so. He couldn't live there, knowing what he had done though.
After what felt like a mere second, knowing it had been at least another hour; he pulled into his grandpa's driveway, placing the bag in the passenger's seat in the little hidden compartment under the seat. He got out of the car, grabbing the rest of his belongings. He turned around to meet a stern face glaring at him from the front porch.
"Naruto," the older man grumbled. Naruto rubbed the back of his head, grinning at the man before him.
"Hey Jiraiya," he called out, advancing to the man. He tried not making much eye contact, but before he could completely pass the old man and get into the house, Jiraiya grabbed him and looked him dead in the eye. Sighing, the old man held out his hands. Naruto shot him a curious look.
"Hand over the pipe," he demanded. When Naruto told him he didn't have it, the old man patted the blonde down and digging through all his belongings. Grabbing the blonde's keys, he ordered his grandson to go upstairs and wait for him there. The blonde grumbled, obliging to his grandfathers orders. Jiraiya headed out to the car, searching everywhere possible. Right when he was about to give up, he found a small compartment under the passenger's seat. Opening it, he found what he was dreading.
A meth pipe with crystal meth.
Furious, the man slammed the car door and raced up to his grandson's room. Barging in, he threw the paraphernalia on the bed, demanding an explanation. When the blonde refused, the old man grabbed the bag again, heading straight for the bathroom. He dumped the meth in the toilet and broke the pipe, sending the broken glass down with the drugs.
"What the hell?! Do you know how much that was?!" the blonde screamed. Jiraiya shook his head.
"Of course I do. You are wasting your life and money by continuing this habit. It's only been a year, Naruto! You can't keep doing this to yourself! Not to mention your poor parents! Do you know that I got a call from them today screaming and crying that you weren't home? They were afraid you were dead because you refused to tell them that you were coming here?! I get you need to be away for a while, but I'm not letting you go until you kick this. I can't have you ruining your parent's life. That is why I decided the best course of action for you is to go to the psych ward here. Be ready, because tomorrow will be a rough day for you." And with that, the old man retreated into his own room.
Naruto sat there, utterly stunned by what just happened. His grandpa, without his permission, already had him in a psych ward?! He was here to get away from everything. "Why did you throw my shit down the drain today then?! I could've smoked the rest before tomorrow!" He growled when he got no response from beyond the closed door.
He fumbled around his room later that night. He hated the fact he was up for literally days after he smoked. He paced around his room, debating on what to do. He walked to the bathroom and sat in front of the mirror. Yeah, his eyes were a little bloodshot still, but other than that he looked fine. He never injected so there were no holes in his arms. His teeth, somehow, stayed pretty perfect for the time being. Other than the crazy hair that always stuck out everywhere, the bags under his perfect blue eyes, and the paling of his tanned skin, he looked fine. Like a normal person. He quickly shook his head, starting to become paranoid.
He ran back into his room, locking himself in. He didn't dare take his eyes off the door as he crawled under the covers. For whatever reason, he felt safer under the covers. Like no one was able to reach him there. He looked around in the dark, fearing what was next. He knew it was coming, it was only a matter of time.
Like clockwork, an evil voice filled his head. "Naruto, where is it?" it crooned inside his mind. Naruto clutched his knees to his chest. This was not going to end well inside his head.
"Gramps threw it out," he choked out. The voice growled, making Naruto shrink into himself even more.
"You need to get more! I can't live without it!" Naruto shook his head, closing his eyes. His internal demon appeared before his eyes, making him cringe. "You need to be spending your time looking for meth, not looking at me," it snarled. The demons fox-like appearance was uncanny. He shook his head, avoiding eye contact with the demon inside his head.
"I don't have money. Plus, I can't even if I did. I don't know any of the dealers here and I don't trust them," he weakly replied. The demon snarled, obviously not impressed with the answer the boy had given him.
"Sell yourself for whatever you can get. It's not like you haven't done it before," the fox like demon smirked. Naruto shook his head again, not willing to go down that path another time.
"No. Plus tomorrow I'm being sent to a psych ward so there won't be any chance of getting it anyway," Naruto tried explaining. The fox raised an arm, making Naruto flinch and clutch his face. Even though it was all in his mind, whenever the demon swiped at him, he ended up marked. He didn't know if he had cut his face while in his own world or if the demon was real enough to inflict damage. Either way, he knew he had claw-like marks on both his cheeks after his demon had got mad at him before.
"We're not going. You're going to find me meth," the red aura sneered, disappearing from sight. Naruto opened his eyes, happy the demon had retreated for now.
He laid down, the covers slipping from his face. He looked over at the clock. 2 am. By 3, the guys he had ripped off the other day would be breaking into his house to look for him. They were too dumb to realize that when they give a specific time, you have enough time to prepare to run. He was scared though. He had kept hoping that they would realize he wasn't there and leave. He just hoped they wouldn't go after his parents. Sighing, he knew otherwise. They would take them hostage for collateral, if he ended up that lucky. He knew, in the back of his mind, that he would never see his parents again. He knew they would probably kill his parents. He should've stayed, but the meth told him to run. He did as he had been told and ran here. He thought he would be able to go home in a few days, but the empty feeling in his heart told him otherwise.
He lay awake in his bed, desperately wanting to go drive around. He wanted to be up and doing something, but he knew his grandpa would kick him out if he didn't sit quietly. He would glance at his clock every few minutes, wincing when the hour struck 3. He closed his eyes, already imagining the scene that was being played out in his house. After a while, he felt he knew what had happened. He bowed his head, letting a few tears escape his eyes. The rest of the night he lay there, letting a few tears drop every now and then.
Soon enough, he heard movement coming from the other room, indicating his grandpa had finally woken up. He looked over at the clock. 8 am. He wondered when the police would investigate his house to discover the bodies; if there were any. He got up, stretching. He went and quietly opened the door. He had showered the night before so his grandpa snapped at him to get changed. He did as he was told, brining his bags to his grandpas car. Guess it was time to head out. His grandpa didn't even stop once; rushing over to the psych ward to drop the problem blonde off. Naruto was surprised when Jiraiya parked, following the boy into the ward.
He looked at the building before him. It was rather big. The outside of the building looked more inviting than Naruto would like to admit. He clutched onto his small bag Jiraiya had packed for him before inhaling and walking through the doors. The lobby was small and quiet; the only sound came from a tv perched on the wall talking about the news. Naruto sat, waiting for his grandpa to talk to the check in nurse. When Jiraiya entered the lobby a few minutes later, Naruto stood up and proceeded to follow him to the end of the hall.
"Oh, Jiraiya! I see you brought Naruto! He sure is cute; just like you described him!" the blonde nurse fawned over him. Naruto was too high still to care what was going on. He followed her into another room, sitting down to talk with a psychiatrist. He ran over the basic questions everyone was asked when being admitted. After what seemed like forever, the paper work was done and the psychiatrist bid the blonde goodbye before leaving the room. The blonde nurse walked back in, a smile still on her bright face. She beckoned for him to follow her, going on a tour of the building.
"Alright, Naruto. First off, my name is Ino Yamanaka," she smiled up at him. Naruto nodded, muttering the blonde girls name all the way down the hall. Ino and Jiraiya shared a look before she walked them into the rec room. There were a few patients sitting there, either coloring with markers, watching tv, or playing cards. Naruto cringed, realizing it would be more boring than he thought to be cooped up in this place until they saw fit for him to leave. "This is where all our patients, mental disorders and addiction alike, hang out before their meetings and after meals." She smiled again, almost bringing a small smile to Naruto. She continued to walk, Naruto and Jiraiya following.
"I won't bother with this room, because it's for mental disorders. The next room over, however, is the addiction group meeting. Right across the hall is where patients meet one-on-one with an abuse councilor. Both are very important and must not be missed," she piped up, making sure Naruto could grasp what she said. When he nodded, she smiled, turning away from the blonde boy and turning into another hallway. They walked into a cafeteria. Naruto could smell the food being cooked, making his mouth water and his stomach growl. Jiraiya was in such a hurry to get him into the ward, they hadn't even had breakfast.
"This is, of course, the cafeteria. Everyone had breakfast an hour ago and the cooks are now preparing for lunch," she informed. Naruto nodded. Whatever they were making, he was willing to eat at this point. He looked at the clock up above, reading that it was only 10 in the morning. Ino brushed past Naruto and he turned to follow her again. They made a left at the end of the hall.
"These are patient room. Since you were kind of a last minute patient, you will be rooming with Sasuke Uchiha. He's got a mental disorder. We frown upon putting… disturbed people with addicts, but there was no other room for you," she looked down. "Either way, Sasuke keeps to his self so you should have no problems," she forced a smile. She stopped at a door, unlocking it from the outside.
"Oh, you have a bathroom and shower in your room. We lock the doors whenever someone is in their room so we don't have to worry about them as much." She pushed open the door, letting Naruto and Jiraiya step in.
"Sasuke, I'm sorry this is late notice, but you will have a roommate for a while," she managed. He looked at them with a cold glare. Ino and Jiraiya winced, but Naruto walked right over to him.
"Don't worry, I've seen much worse people than you. You don't really scare me," Naruto smiled. Sasuke's glare got more menacing as he directed it to the blonde standing next to him. Naruto swallowed. He was going to admit, he was a lot scarier the closer you got. "Anyway, I'm Naruto Uzumaki. Nice to meet you, Sasuke," Naruto smiled, extending his hand. Sasuke glared at it before turning back to his desk.
"Hn." He muttered. He continued to write on a sheet of paper with a marker. Naruto looked up at Jiraiya.
"Any questions?" the old man asked. Naruto shook his head, sitting down on the available bed. Ino smiled a bit, hoping the raven wouldn't attack Naruto in his sleep. Ino pulled Jiraiya to the side, leaving Naruto and Sasuke alone for a little bit.
"How long have you been here?" Naruto asked. He got a scoff in return, so he decided to ask again. When the Uchiha decided it wasn't worth hearing him talk anymore, he responded.
"Almost a year. Now, if you keep talking this much, I will kill you," the raven threatened, not once stopping his writing. Naruto laughed at him.
"You couldn't take me on if you tried," the blonde smirked. Sasuke raised an eyebrow at the threat, glaring when the nurse and Jiraiya returned.
"Well, Naruto. Since you were here a little late, we'll wait till tomorrow to start your treatment. Sasuke has already done everything for the day and always requests going back to his room, so you two get acquainted for today," she smiled, closing the door. Naruto heard the lock click, knowing now he could taunt the raven.
"What are you in for?" he asked. Sasuke dropped his marker, turning to look deep into Naruto's blue eyes.
"My brother killed my family so I killed him," he spoke. He sounded so calm, a little too calm to be admitting to murder.
"If that were true, why are you in here?" the blonde pressed. The raven sighed, turning back to his work.
"I was only 8. My brother was 16 at the time. I snapped and murdered him in cold blood, like he murdered my family," Sasuke explained. Naruto cringed behind him.
"Why aren't you in jail then?" Naruto continued. Sasuke paused in his writing, starting back up as he began to talk.
"They didn't believe I did it at first. They sent me to foster home after foster home. My current guardian decided to have me evaluated and when they found out I wasn't lying, I was able to plead insanity and got locked up here. Now I'm stuck here," he said, simply. Naruto's half baked eyes widened. How could this happen? Noticing the raven clutching the marker tighter, he decided not to ask him anything else.
"I'm in here because my stuck up grandpa made me come due to my meth addiction," Naruto threw out. Sasuke continued to write.
"Hn." was the raven's only response. Well, Ino was right when she said he kept to himself. Naruto laid down on the bed, looking up at the ceiling. He curled up, feeling his inner demon coming out.
"Naruto why have you failed?" the demon asked. The blonde shuddered. He didn't want Sasuke to know he was crazier than what he lead on.
"Stop, I'm in the psych ward. We're done here," Naruto muttered, barely catching Sasuke's attention. He threw a glance over his shoulder before turning back around to write.
"You will get me my drugs. I don't want to have to kill you," the demon taunted.
"I can't right now," he muttered. Before the demon could respond, he began to yell. "Leave me alone!" Sasuke calmly let his gaze slide over to the blonde, as if to ask what the outburst was about.
"Sorry," he muttered. Sasuke slowly stood up, walking over to examine the meth head carefully. For being so anti-social, he was invading Naruto's personal space pretty well. He looked Naruto in the eye, looked him up and down, and sat there staring deep into the blondes my soul.
"That demon's got a pretty strong hold of you, doesn't he?" Sasuke asked. Naruto stared at him in complete shock. As if he understood, he answered the unasked question. "I've seen plenty of meth heads in this place. Mostly all of them had mental breakdowns because of a supposed demon. Some even committed suicide because their demonic craving for meth wouldn't go away. It's perfectly normal," he concluded. He turned back around, "Just, if you kill yourself, don't get messy about it," he threw over his shoulder, sitting back down.
"Well jeez, thanks for my wellbeing," the blonde muttered. At that point he realized the Uchiha had ended the conversation. As soon as he laid back down, a different nurse walked in.
"Hello, Naruto. I'm Sakura Haruno. Now, I'm only here for administering a sedative that will counteract the meth in your system, allowing you to sleep," she happily said, smiling the whole time. The energetic boy grumbled as she grabbed his arm and jabbed the needle deep into his vein. She pulled away, securing a band aid on the wound and bounced out of the room, locking the door again.
"You'll be out in a matter of seconds," the Uchiha stated. The blonde nodded, already starting to feel tired. He got comfortable, slipped under the covers, and as soon as his head hit the pillow, he was out.
Well, how was the first chapter? I hope it was good enough, I'm really trying. This is different from what I've normally done. I've let it sit on my computer for a few days while I revised and added. I used to bang out a chapter in a few hours and post after a quick once over. I'm holding back so much so I can make my writing better!