Haven't done this in a while, but here we go,
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto
Prologue
I felt him way before I even saw him. I could smell him, his anger, his loneliest, his lust….. his abuse. I suppose if someone would have told me when I saw that he was trouble and heartache as I had never felt before, I would have walked away, might have, maybe,….probably not. Back then that idea excited me, sent a little shiver up my spine. Next I heard the clicking of his boots; I felt his heaviness through the walls. He was tires… I was tired. Maybe it was fate; I mean it's really not possible for everyone to have a happy ending. How did things get this fucked up? The scratching of the key being put everywhere but were it belong made me smile, Silly man, silly drunk man, then finally the click and the swing of the door.
"Baby" he slurred, a cliché single tear escapes my swollen eye lid
"….I love you" the three word cliché phrase escaped my swollen lips.
I've never done anything like this before my stories usually take on a lighter tone…. Yeah well hope u enjoy,
