Sometimes, it was hard just keeping up with her.
She was a typhoon. A fucking force of nature.
She was everywhere, but she couldn't be caught. She was hiding from his parents under his bed. She was spray painting cars and throwing wild parties in her garage. She was rebelling. She was getting tattoos and piercings and stumbling to his house as high as the sky. She was starting fights and causing drama and being loud.
She was anything but invisible.
She was everything but invincible.
She was a disaster in a designer dress.
There wasn't any other way to describe her. Girls like her could watch the world burn at their feet and laugh it off. And before she wiped herself off the face of the planet, he thought she was the freest of them all.
She was the crazy to his normal.
She was the glitter to his metallic.
And she was hurting in a place he couldn't heal.
He saw her die before she pulled the trigger.
And it made him think that, possibly, she was trapped one all along.
notenotenote : so, what is this you ask? Well, I reply, I really don't know. I was listening to hedley. And this was born. I didn't know what to do with it, so it ended up on fanfiction. Ahah thanks for reading!
(disclaimer) naruto is not mine.