OK so this is just something that came to my mind when reading a different fanfiction so just work with me on this. I do not own naruto although I wish I could and I do not own the quote at the end. This is a oneshot.
MY PERMANT TEMPORARY SOLUTION
The moonlight glints off of the reflective metal as I raise it to my wrist. 'Should I really do this? I mean not everyone hates me.' No! Everyone hates you they all want you to just die. How could they love a demon like you?! I hang my head, bangs covering my eyes as I slide the blade across my arm. Adding to the angry red scars marking up and down my arm. Blood starts bubbling out of the cut, fascinated I watch it slide down the side of my wrist and onto the floor. Numbly I glide over to the sink and in a daze, as if watching myself I wash the blood off letting it mix with the clear water making it red. I reach for the medical tape I keep above the sink for nights like these and carefully I wrap my wrist making sure no blood is seeping through. I then shuffle to my bed, laying down I stare at the ceiling letting my eyes drift closed and sleep cling onto me.
*FLASH BACK/ DREAM*
A little boy is sitting on a swing all alone as other children talk with their families. "Hey look it's the demon brat." I'm not a demon. "I heard he almost became a genin! Can you imagine what would happen if that demon spawn was a genin?! I wouldn't feel safe at night!" I'M NOT A DEMON! The little boy stands up and the people quickly quiet down and look at him. His hands are clenched as he walks away. "Thank god I thought he was going to kill us!" "Just let the demon go." Am I really a demon like everyone says? Tears start to stream down the boys face as he starts to run away.
*END*
I wake up with tears running down my face. Slowly I get up and make my way to the closet grabbing some clothes. 'Should I even go to training? I bet I would just slow everyone down like usual.' Your right no one likes you. All you do is get in peoples way. Hell everyone wishes you would just die. I reach for a knife. No one really loved you I mean even your parents hated you so much they gave you away. I raise it to my neck. No one would notice if you died. No one would care. Who would care for a demon like you?! I dig the blade into my skin cutting a deep ling line as if it was warm butter. I drop the knife but yet I don't feel the pain. Everything is numb, but I start to get dizzy. Suddenly I can't get enough air. Gasping I lean onto the counter but miss and fall to the ground, knocking what little air I had out of my lungs. Black starts to creep into my vision as tiny dots twinkle seemingly like stars in the sky. I can feel my conscious being dragged under. Dimly I hear a bang come from the other side of the room fallowed by a yell. "NARUTO!" I turn my head and see Sauske run over. I smile a sad smile before everything went black.
"People don't die from suicide; they die from sadness."
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