CHAPTER 11

Gone For Good

A surprising shout in the Hyuga house hold awaken the eldest daughter. The long indigo hair beaut rolled on her stomach. A pleasant stretch for the limbs ached for some odd reason. Maybe because it was too early in a Tuesday morning. And a sudden outburst surprise her.

Hinata rubbed her eyes before getting up and walked closer to her closed room door. She opened it to see right in front of her a turtle.

"Hinata! That turtle's evil! Stay away from it!"

What to fudge? Hinata scratched her wild untamed hair. She looked like a troll doll. No one knows except her family about her crazy sleeping positions to cause her hair to be similar to a lion in the savanna.

While Hinata stared at her sister crazy, her father came in with a light stick. What is he planning to do with that? She asked herself.

He lighted it up and inched it closer to the turtle.

What!?

"Wait! Stop! What are you doing!?" The turtle is now in Hinata's hands. Hanabi ran in her room. Saving her self. Haishi looked bewildered at his little girl and the turtle in her hands.

"Put the turtle down." He demanded. Still, the lighter is flaming. Aiming at Hinata but mostly towards the turtle.

"Why!? What did the tur-turtle do?"

"He's a murderer!"

"What?" Her father pointed at his fish tank. The fish tank that contained piranhas. Well, it use to. She noticed a couple of days ago that the number of piranhas were dropping.

"Where's your fi-fish?"

"Ask your turtle."

Shit. No! She meant 'damn!'

For some reason, the turtle had this evil grin on its face. If that's possible. Hinata gently placed the turtle down and backed away from it.

"Where did this beast came from, Hinata? Hanabi said she got it from you." His brow arched. Hinata nibbled on her lip.

"Umm... A friend."

"Send it back. I don't want no evil turtle hunting this house." Back? Back to his house! Why did it have to lead to this!? Is he serious?

Hinata glanced at her father. And he's dead serious. Dead serious about driving far, far, far away to the country side and sit a small box with the turtle in it on the dirt side. He done that with their potty mouth bird. No one knows where the bird learned colorful words since it was in Hinata's room. She always come home and he says, 'Welcome back slut. Feed me food, bitch!' And her dad caged it and send it far, far, far away.

But seriously! Back to her... She doesn't even know what to call him. She didn't even tell him how she feels. Maybe it's time tell his jerk face off.

"O-okay." Her father handed her a box.

"Put him in there, wrap duck tape around it until you see no brown of the box, and deliver it to your friend." He turns around to walk away.

"But fa-" The glare on his face kept her quiet.

Shit. Shit. And more shit!

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Naruto whipped a towel on the red head man who yelp from the sudden sting. The red head glared at him but the blonde was even more pissed off.

"If you're coming here to mope in my restaurant, then leave." He said grimly. Menma rolled his eyes and shifted to face his back towards his brother.

"Make me sushi and rice." Menma waved him off.

"Rude ass customer. This has been going too far! For six days you sit here until closing time! Are you begging for attention, then go outside and run around naked. I bet your fan will company you!" Naruto tugged his brother's shirt, yanking the man up on his feet. Menma jerked back, removing his blonde brother's hand off him.

"She's not talking to me." He said. Naruto looked at him in a confused way.

"Mom?"

"No."

"Gran gran?"

"...She's dead, idiot! And no! Hi-hin...Hinata. I tried calling her and texting her. She never answered or replied. I left hundreds of voice messages because I could stop thinking of her. I was lp thinking if she was caught in an accident or even...I can't man!" Menma stumbled forward in his brother's arms. He didn't know what kind of feeling it was inside of him. But it hurts. His chest felt so tight like metal rusty chain wrapped around him. Needles stabbing him through the back out the chest. And a large bolder rested upon his head causing gravity to weigh him down.

Naruto awkwardly patted his back.

"I'm working, y'know. I don't have time right now to be all mushy and stuff. I don't know what you should do but..." Naruto pulled Menma off him.

"Ask her face to face what's wrong. She might be busy or something. School could be interfering or her phone is broken."

"Ask the pink girl what's up with my girl!" Menma begged. Naruto frowned. He really didn't want to get Sakura involve in this. But it's possible that she knows about Menma's girlfriend odd behavior.

Naruto sighed.

"Fine."

"Thanks." He smiled.

"Are you wearing make up?" Naruto lifted his brother's shades off his face. Menma smacked his hand.

"Duh! I couldn't sleep for nights that I have to use concealer on my raccoon face." Menma pulled out his phone to see his reflection. It's an actor thing. Naruto thought.

"Okay. Can you leave?"

"Not until you text her!"

"She's in school."

"I don't give a damn! My relationship depends on it!"

"Sound depress." Naruto mumbled.

"I am!" He cried. Naruto rolled his eyes and pulled out his cell. He jabbed his finger on the screen of his cell. Then put it back in his back pocket.

"There. Happy."

"Yes."

"Leave."

"I love you so much!" Menma hugged him.

"Ummm! You're loosing your character!"

"Love you boo!"

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Sakura climbed the steps to the roof top. She opened the door to see a girl standing where the gate sits for safety. Sakura walked towards the girl. A breeze flew and the girls hair and skirt flapped in the air.

"Hinata, Naruto texted me about... Him." Sakura said. Hinata didn't fletched or turned around.

"I'm going to s-see him today." Sakura'so eyes widen. She lays a hand on the Hyuga's shoulder. She felt bad for the girl to discover her boyfriend inviting another chick in his house. The woman is the magazine shirt wasn't button all the way and her hair was wet like she finished taken a shower at his place. No doubt something happened between them.

"What are you going to do?"

"Of course, tell him to st-stay away from me-me." Hinata's lip trembled. She didn't even notice if it was her talking. Like someone else controlling her lips and limbs.

"You really want that." It didn't sound like a question to Hinata.

"I thought dat-dating an older male would be-be more pleasant because he's more exp-experience than a teen. But... I was lost in the lust of it..." Sakura blushed.

"H-Hinata!" Sakura gasped. Hinata finally turned her head. Eyeing the green eyed teen.

"It's tr-true."

"Whoa. I can't believe you're...I just can't even..."

"Don't hav-have sex until you feel like he's the right one."

"Hinata."

"Because right now... I feel like I've been used. My body feel dirt-dirty just thinking of him with another woman. It might be mo-more out there. Who kn-knows."

Sakura pulled the fragile girl in her arms. Hinata didn't cry at all. Her tear tank is literally on E. For four nights, plus mornings, in a row tears came down her face non stop. Now that she figured out what to do and leave her old habits behind, she finally sum up her conclusion.

"There's a lot of guys who makes the wrong choices. I guess he's the wrong guy that you picked." Sakura strokes Hinata's hair.

"Hahaha. I gues I'm bad at relationships the-then." Hinata giggled. Sakura looked the side.

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Menma heard a knock on the door.

"I'm coming, Rin! Let me get ready real quick." He said to his manager. He jogged towards the door and opened it to see a box covered in duck tape in his face. He looked around to see his small girlfriend. A widen grin spread across his face.

He dipped down for a kiss. No plump lips pressed against his. Instead, her smooth cheek felt his lips. He smirked. Thinking she's playing hard to get. He moved to the side to let her in.

"What's with you no answering my texts and calls?" He shuts the door. Hinata set the box down on the coffe table.

"Your turtle in there." She pointed.

"What!? Why did you... THIS IS ANIMAL HARASSMENT!" He ripped the super tape and freed the turtle. He didn't move. He turned to his now blunt girlfriend. Do she even know how to care for animals?

"My father wasn't... Please to have a turtle." Hinata breathed in and out. She tried to not stutter while talking to him.

"Oh man. I guess I give it to someone else. Anyway!" He grabbed her by her waist and lead her towards the sofa. He sat down first and pulled her on his lap. Hinata immediately got out of his hold and sat next to him.

"What's wrong with you?" He noticed how shady she is. Hinata digs in her purse and pulled out a folded paper. She handed it to him without looking at his face.

He took the paper and unfold it. There's was a picture of...women wearing lingeries. He eyed Hinata.

"You want me to buy you bras and underwears?" Hinata grew impatient. She harshly grabbed the paper and turned it. He looked down to see Emi coming out his place. Damn it!

"Hinata, baby-"

"It's over."

"What?" He whispered.

"I don't like to feel used or be around someone who tre-treats me like... Crap."

"Hina-"

"Please delete my number. Clear me out of your life. Don't think of me when something reminds you of me. Find another to mess with because I'm not the one! I'm not the one to live to see my... Man act like this behind my back! I cried day and night! And it's not getting me anywhere! I'm done!"

She stood up. She stumped her way towards the door. Opened it to reveal the dark hair woman from the picture in the magazine page. She had a smile on her face as she saw Menma but soon the smile turned to a frown while looking down to see Hinata. The older woman ignored Hinata and l looked back at Menma.

"We have another photo shoot together!" She smiled. She walked in the room and pulled Menma up from his seat. She lead him to the door. Menma's eyes didn't stop staring at Hinata's. Menma shrugged Emi off him.

"This is-"

"No, please stop. Bye Mr. Uzumaki." She bows and left. Menma grabbed her arm as she turned. He pulled her in a hug. She didn't understand what she was doing. She didn't understand what she was doing to him.

"No! You can't-"

A red print on his face shuts him up. His grip around her loosen. Hinata moved away from him.

"Don't touch me." Her steps disappeared. Menma hanged his hand low. If she wanted this then he have to accept it. Menma is a fighter but... When it comes to Hinata when she's serious, of course he'll listen. She was dead serious. She looked like her father at the moment. Scary. He left out his room, leaving Emi.

The dark hair woman clenched her hand into a fist. She ran out Menma's dressing room. She passed everyone in the studio to find that one person. The room had some lights here and there but one light caught her eye.

The exit.

"Hey you!" She called. The girl with glassy lavender eyes turned. Emi stepped up to face the girl.

Hinata didn't know what this woman wants. She really wasn't in the mood to see her. Mainly she wants to beat the crap out of her but Hinata isn't a fight when it comes to stupid situations like this.

"Yes?" Hinata answered politely.

"Don't come back. I don't know how you came in here but I swear to kami that next time you lay a hand on him... I'll choke you to death." Her lips near Hinata's ear. Hinata jerks back with wide eyes.

"You're just a nobody. Who cares about a little girl like you? Menma don't give two shits about you. Could it be that he rejected you? Of course no one wants to have sex with a fat girl like you. Menma didn't think twice." She laughed. Hinata didn't have time to listen to her shit. Hinata blinked and turned away.

"Bitch! He don't want you. Never show your face again!" She sneered. Hinata kept on walking.

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