A/N: This is sort of a Re-write of the story that I posted here years ago, I had made edits to the original in order to be happy enough to post it on AO3 but I realized that it would be confusing if I had two different versions of the same story so I'm spreading the love and hopefully everyone loves it. Also most of this story is in Pein's POV I'll let you know the POV before every chapter.
Disclaimer: If I owned Naruto, I would have made Naruto a villian TBH.
It's been 10 years since IT happened, since life fell apart but it still felt as though it was hours ago. The physical damage of it all had long since passed but the mental and emotional trauma never left and obviously will never leave me. Not a day went by and I don't think not a minute will pass that I don't or won't ever think about what has happened in my life. I've had to deal with it for most of my life and I blamed myself the whole time, but now that I think about it I never did anything specifically to cause it. I guess it was one of those things that just, well… happened. I never thought the hatred and self-loathing would ever end and it never seemed to. Everyone told me they understood what I was going through but over the years I realized my entire ordeal was just something you had to go through to understand. Not one person tried to genuinely understand me, everyone I met seemed to already have a preconceived idea of what I was like. I was either worth their time or I deserved more pain. But it wasn't their fault i guess, how could anyone possibly know what goes on behind closed doors.