Title: Face down.
Genre: Angst.
Rating: T.
Summary: o2. She holds her head up knowing deep down she's losing the fight.
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Everyone around her was so lively.
Naruto was smiling and laughing which in turn caused a besotted Hinata to blush deeply and hang from every word that left his ramen-filled mouth.
Ino was gushing about her new high heels and how annoyed she was that she couldn't wear them around Shikamaru or she'd be taller than him.
She realized how out of place she was. Apart from being the fifth wheel in this little rainbow-shitting group, she was trying to keep her facade of happiness up.
"I, er... Need to go get something..." She stood from the table, yet nobody paid her any attention.
She kept her head high as she walked, a fake conceited aura surrounding her.
But inside, she felt so utterly worthless. So broken and pathetic. She didn't even want to keep up this stupid act.
But when he walked by, a red-head clinging to his arm and a smirk on his face, she found herself smiling an even faker smile.
He was still the same. He could see everything about her was off. He could see everything but her heart.
But she was his ex-girlfriend. Ex. Not Ex, as in the x's he used to tag the end of his text messages to her with. But ex as in she got a big fat cross to her name.
He couldn't hear her little heart breaking with each breath she struggled to breathe.
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