Chapter 10
Fruit Tea Aloe
"Hinata?" Itachi's sleepy demeanor fell off to a more alert persona.
~.~.~
She sat at his breakfast nook, facing the open window, the moon's bright light bathing her in his oversized t-shirt.
"Thank you." she whispered, her body finally catching up to the events of the day, what she had almost done and the stupidity of it drowning her in a panic attack.
Itachi hadn't pushed. Just held onto her body as she shook like a leaf, tears falling on his chest as his arms tightened in comfort.
"He's an asshole." she choked, fingers forming tight fists as anger rolled off her in waves.
"I can't believe I almost went to her. I told myself I will never fall so low to go to her for help." she continued, pouring her heart in pain.
"He took everything I have. All the money from the shop, my time, my life, my fucking body!" she coldly bit out, unable to go on, her words falling incoherent and he shushed her. Stroking her back to calm her down.
Staring at the tea, now hours later, after she had cried herself empty, it felt good to be in the comfort of a warm tea cup. That was a familiarity she would never forsake.