After I had a fight with the best boyfriend I ever had, I got a call. We lived in a good neighborhood, but I was the new kid, and it sucked. He started talking to me, and kept me sane. I had loved him so much. But I never wanted to see or hear of him again. I was too mad to cry. But when my phone rang 2 days later, I couldn't help it.
"Hinata, I know what you said about Sasuke, but just listen to me, he's been hurt. They say he may even be fatally wounded. If you come down here, he may be gone by the time you get here."
"What happened?"
"He was stabbed, with a dull piece of metal, it went right through. It destroyed one of his kidneys."
When I hung up I felt so bad. I wanted to take back everything. The tears finally came. I went to the hospital, just to see if he was still alive. He was still in surgery. An hour later the surgeon came out.
"Are you the friends of Sasuke Uchiha?"
"Yes."
"As you know, he was punctured straight through, destroying a kidney. We did extensive surgery on him to repair the damage, but there was nothing we could do, it was too serious, and he died. I'm so sorry."
"Can I see him?"
"Sure."
I went in. He was lying on the table, with a bloody sheet over him. "Why did you have to die? I never got to say I'm sorry." I sat there, crying.
"He's in a better place you know." A nurse said, who came in without making a noise.
"But I wish I could say I'm sorry. We fought a couple of days ago, I told him I hated him, that I wished he was dead, now he is."
I never married or loved again. The end.