She should have known,
When he stopped crying.
It should have been the first sign,
That something was seriously wrong.
She should have known,
The first time he looked down without remorse,
At the bloody and lifeless body of his victim.
She should have known,
The first time that beautiful skin of his was marred,
A needle driven through it.
She should have known,
The first time he screamed at her.
That cold tone of his,
Worse than a whip.
She should have known,
When his touches changed.
He no longer caressed her the same,
No longer kissed her with that gentle kind of love.
She should have known,
The first time he hit her.
His fist had caught her off guard,
And she had fallen down without resistance,
Like a piece of paper whipped around by the blows of the wind.
She should have known,
That day she had to wear makeup to cover the bruising.
The day that soreness ached through her,
Pain of both mind and body.
She should have known,
When he stopped loving her.
When he no longer treated her as a woman,
But as a possession,
A servant to carry out his needs.
Like she had no other purpose,
Other than to serve him.
She should have known,
That Nagato was lost,
Buried deep in the body of this powerful god.
And when she reached out to help the drowning boy,
Pein pulled her down with him.
She should have known.
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto...yet...