~~~~~RIN NOHARA POV ~~~~~

I can't feel it.

"YOU'RE SO USELESS! YOU UNWORTHY BITCH!"

The pain.

I'm numb.

Crimson dripped down my kunai knife, falling into one thick puddle.

Temporarily staining the unpigmented floor with some dark red blood.

Kaasan, I miss you so much, why did you leave so soon?

Ever since the incident, my otosan changed. He isn't the same man my mother used to love.

He doesn't care about me. He beats me until I'm black and blue until I am unconscious on the cold ground. Like a dog on the floor.

More tears fall down my cheek, staining my skirt. I stare down at the white floor, blood staining the floor.

"KAASAN!"

Tears continue to fall on the floor.

I swallow the lump in my throat and clean myself.

Eventually, I put my hand on top of my wrist. Green chakra starts to heal my cuts after I finish healing myself, I notice all the scars stretching over the length of my wrist.

I grab a bandage from my pouch and start warping my wrist.

The cool water drips down my face, something catches my eyes, I notice faint discoloration on my cheek.

Slap.

"IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT SHE'S GONE!"

Slap.

I try covering up my bruise, my team will get worried and that's the last thing I want. I don't want them to find out, especially now that it has gotten to this extent.

Ever since I was in the academy I always said "everything is okay" but is it really?

Is harming myself mean I'm okay?

I don't know.

My team is not aware of what happens, and I hope it will stay like that.

"R-Rin are you okay?"

My mother whispered, blood dripping from the corners of her mouth.
A kunai knife deeply embedded into her chest and back.

"K-kaasan, why?" I whisper, feeling my body start shaking and tears start falling.

"I-i love you Rin, run. I will take care of them." My mother struggles to get out as the Earth ninja quickly comes after us.

"Go Rin! everything will be okay!" my mother yelled

"P-promise?" I whimpered.

"I-I promise.." she replied, "Now go!"

She never kept it. She died.

The village always said that she died fighting, but that is not true. she had a choice, to either leave or stay.

She left us.

She left me.

Father blames me for her death, saying I should have stayed with her. I really should have stayed. Cause now she's gone, and she will never come back.

She broke her promise.

A/N: This is my first time writing a story so please give me feedback, it will be greatly appreciated! Thank you so much for reading!