I don't know why I feel the need to defend my story or my actions.
But I have a bigger plot for this one then my last, this one is exploring more to all of their relationships and such.
Now for the whole miscarriage she had, I have had one personally and I didn't have the time to grieve I didn't get that option. I was in the middle of work when it happened and had to go back the following day; days and weeks passes before my depression and anger surfaced. I battle anxiety and depression now and I use personal experience to make this story.
Here's the next chapter...
Chapter 36: Comfort
They had parted ways but it didn't ease her heart any, it was still a turbulent storm inside. Her apartment was dark and silent with Naruto being off with his friends still. They had been training later into the night, trying so hard to be the best in the land. There was no shame in that.
With the solitude the miko had found the anger and hurt surfacing once again. It was a private pain and she prided herself putting on a strong face infront of everyone. But it was only a facade and it slipped away the moment the door shut behind her. The mask slipped away like a feather in the wind and as her body moved towards the kitchen she barely recognized physical movement. Nothing registered in the mind till the sound of glass shattering rang loudly in her ears. Laying on the floor was a broken glass bowl, it sparked something inside her soul. Something to vent!
"Why" she yelled out
Grabbing anything on the counter and throwing it across the wall.
"Why!"
Anything on the counter wiped on to the floor as hot tears ran down her face, fist pounding into the top. Body shaking in loud sob as she turned towards the table and flipping it. If anything could break she tore at it and smashed it on the floor. The sounds of breaking glass and loud sobbing could be heard by the neighbors whom pressed their ears to the walls to listen better. They heard her demands of answers and blaming herself. Yet no one moved to see if she was ok.
Hours passed and slowly the breaking stopped and the sobbing slowed down to muffled sniffles. That was how Naruto found her, back pressed against the wall and her arms wrapped around her knees drawing them closer to the chest. Head buried deep, slowly he treaded carefully over the broken glass and trashes furniture to sir beside her. There was no words exchanged as he wrapped his smaller arms around her and let her cry again when new tears came.