Your Fault
{Timeskip}
The second I got home, I rushed to my room. I couldn't breathe. Tou-San chose her over me??! When I had told him about her and how she made fun of my forehead and Ino-chan? I sobbed, letting out all the bottled up feelings I had been holding in since Tou-San left me. Remembering how Kaa-San marched out of the Hokage office, brandishing divorce papers, and how Tou-San signed them so easily, a sudden rage swept over me, suffocating in its intensity. Punching my pillow repeatedly until the surge of anger passed, I slumped down on my bed. Feeling exhausted, I close my eyes and drift to sleep, wanting oblivion for once.
The moment I wake up, I remembered the academy and I feel like playing sick, just to avoid Ami. But she can't win, not yet, not yet. Dressing in a long sleeve skintight shirt that was forest green and black pants. Pulling on the ribbon Ino-chan gave me I tied it into a neat bow around my tiny bun. Dragging my feet I walk to the door and my mother hands me a bento, she leans down to kiss my cheek, and hug me. I wrap my arms around her as tightly as I could manage and then step back, worried I might be late. It's then that I notice her tear-stained cheeks, so I smile the smile that is her favorite, big and wide with sparkly eyes. She smiles back and I hurry through the door, hoping that Ami won't be there today.
{Timeskip}
I curl into a small ball, as Ami's words hit me.
"You're so dumb, forehead girl, it's obvious why your dad prefers me so much more than you. I mean, seriously, fatty, why are you even wearing that shirt. Sasuke-Kun is going to be mine anyway, are you trying to impress him?" She throws back her head and laughs.
"No..." I whisper weakly, to no one.
"You wanna know a secret, billboard brow?"She leans over me and whispers in my ear.
"Your dad left because of you. Because you are ugly, worthless and obese.It's all your fault that he left,"
Finally, the academy bell rings and I rush home, ashamed of myself and my body.