Chapter 2
Signature Fruit Tea
It was getting old and she was getting tired. The door to the apartment opened, the pungent smell of alcohol welcoming her without reprieve. Plastic wrappers, food containers, red cups littered the room she had left pristine that morning. He at least had the decency to have them leave before she came.
Picking up each article, the accompaniment of his snores grated painfully on her nerves. Two years she had been in this, two years she had turned a blind eye to put up with his shit. Two years - and now, she had enough.
Leaving Suna as high school sweethearts with big dreams to take down the capital. He was living his dream, as she slaved helplessly to keep a roof over their heads. He paraded around with different women on his arm each time he went to his "events." Bastard! He knew she wouldn't leave him, she hadn't yet. And who could blame him.
Water sprayed out the faucet, carrying with it grease particles and drops of her tears. Her day replaying in her mind. Her cousin and sister, on the front cover of Leaf Top 30, strong and proud. And here she was, doing what she had always hoped to - yet unfulfilled.
She would always be grateful to Neji for purchasing the cozy shed to start her on her path. But nights like this, she wondered, was it worth leaving home. Passing his knocked form on the couch, she closed the door behind her, clicking silently behind her with a lock. Kneeling, she lifted the slip to expose the locked metal box. Pulling off her shoes, she retrieved the wad of cash from her sock and adding it to the stack. With a soft lock she returned it, casting a weary glance at it. This was her ticket out. Soon...