Theirs 23

Sasuke

There was no point in being a good person.

After everything he'd gone through, every betrayal he'd survived, every tragedy he'd lived through, every lesson, every stab in the back... after everything. He had everything in him to be bad –evil, even. And he'd been, he wouldn't deny that. For years he became a monster, and the only reason he'd finally changed and seen reason, was because of people who, even though his worst moments, still loved him and accepted him exactly as he was.

How heartbreaking was it that after so many years, so many changes, so much growth from him, after becoming someone respectable again, someone loved, someone who loved, those very people that loved him and helped him become a better man, were the ones dragging him down the path of wrong again. Those two. Who didn't give up on him, who brought him back, who made him feel again what having a family was like. Naruto, who he saw as his brother. Sakura, his one love, wife to his children. How could they do this to him? How could they betray him like this? It hurt. The pain and betrayal he felt tore at his very being. How was he supposed to act now? what was he supposed to do? how would he let go?

He loved those two. He loved his family. He loved her. He'd come to love her so much; she was everything to him. Naruto was family. Now, they were only traitors. And it hurt. It hurt so fucking much.

He wanted to destroy everything. He wanted to grab that blonde man he used to call brother and rip him to shreds for stealing his wife. He wanted to tear his house apart, burn it into the ground until it disappeared and with it, all the memories he shared with his wife in it. He wished he could destroy that woman. He wished it so badly, and yet, as the rage coursed through his veins, and the vengeful thoughts clouded his memory, he knew he never could. As he held her hands with his, as tenderly as ever, seeing her cry next to him on the bed of their bedroom, he knew he couldn't. He wished with all his heart that he could hurt her, cause her pain like he caused him, but he couldn't. He loved her. He loved her so much.

"I'm sorry," she kept repeating, over and over again between sobs, not stopping once since he'd dragged her back into the bedroom. "I'm so sorry."

Undressed, she looked so frail as she continued to cry, her skin red with how upset she was with herself, face swollen, hair a mess. He watched her, unable to say anything to her. He couldn't even hurt her with words right now, so he just kept quiet.

He'd brought her here to hopefully fuck the anger out of himself and at the same time maybe make her see they belonged together, but she asked him to stop and cried so of course he stopped. Looking at her in her continued state of distress and undress, he removed his hand from hers for a second to cover her with a blanket. She thanked him, and quickly took his hand in hers again, holding on strongly. "I'm sorry," she said again.

"Stop saying that," he managed to say, without sounding like his world was crumbling. She finally shut up. He could feel the anger in him starting to take over, and he spoke before he could stop himself, "so you didn't even care how I felt when I left? You just went and fucked him. Were you that happy that I was gone? Felt free? Why the fuck-"

"It wasn't like that!" She interrupted him, letting go of his hand and standing up to get dressed.

"Yeah, well explain then! Who on their right minds cheat just because their husband is absent a few weeks?!" He was yelling at this point, finally letting it out.

"It wasn't intentional, it happened because I cooked him some ramen and we were alone and well, it just happened!" She explained, desperation clear in her features. She had stopped crying, if anything she looked annoyed. The nerve she had astounded him.

"What the fuck did you cook him ramen for?!" He screamed, demanding answers to the doubts that kept growing in his head. "It just happened?!" He added in a mocking tone.

"Yes!"

He played with her logic. "So, if I go out right now and fuck any random woman, I can come back to you and say 'it just happened' and everything will be alright?"

"Sasuke..." she replied, cringing.

"It's bullshit, Sakura, your excuses are just bullshit! Tell me the truth, what happened and why did you do it?!"

"I don't know, Sasuke! It's been building up for years!"

"If it's been building up for years then why the fuck were you with me all this time?!"

"Because I love you," she dared say, crushing him even more on the inside.

"Do you, Sakura? Do you?"

She took a while to reply. "Yes, but-"

"You're a fucking liar."

"Why would I lie for so long?"

"You lied all this time about your feelings for him!"

"I didn't, Sasuke, it's complicated, and you always knew!" She bellowed, trying to take the upper hand as if none of this was her fault. He didn't expect less of her, she'd always been stubborn as hell. "I left you once because of it, you know it!"

"And you came crawling back to me when he left you, and made me believe you loved me, and married me." He waited for her to retort, but she didn't. "You're fucked up."

"I know... I didn't want this to happen, I swear! It just-"

"It just did, right?" He completed her sentence, mocking her voice. "Drop your bullshit, Sakura."

"I'm sorry..."

Feeling better after letting some of his anger out, he remained silent while she began pacing the room. Looking at her all exasperated made him consider for one second if he should forgive her one lapse of judgement, but, if he was to do that, he had to know more. "So, since you didn't mean it, and it was such an accident, it happened just the one time, right?" He held on to the last bit of patience he had left as he waited for her to reply.

But she didn't. Her silence was louder than any words.

"How many times?"

She still didn't reply.

He stood from the bed, looked at her one last time in the eyes, those beautiful green eyes that had captivated him, and finally let go. "You disgust me," he told her as he walked away from her, planning in his head all the ways in which he could murder the man he'd never call a brother again.

Just a quick note. (Again, in case you didn't see it)

For the haters:

Ya'll need to chill. If you're a NaruSaku hater, or a cheating hater, then why the hell do you read this story and get this far into it only to hate on it? You were warned. Read the tags, read the summary, and if you don't like it, keep scrolling, it's not that hard, Jesus. The amount of hate I'm getting for the cheating in this fic is insane. Are you aware of the website you're on? Did you even read the premise? My warnings? My tags? It's a cheating fic! What'd you expect lol move on.

For everyone else:

Especially those who've been here since the start (I see you), thank you so much for your precious time 3 it means the world to me, honestly.