CHAPTER FIFTEEN: THESE WONDERFUL THINGS.

THANK YOU SHUIRO, YOU'RE AN AMAZING BETA! I'm serious, you're the best, I can't believe that you put up with me!

WARNING: there will be blood, worry and tears.

NARUTO'S POV

The door opened slowly as I stepped inside, almost falling on my face. I toed off my shoes, and threw the hoodie over my head. I walked in the direction of the kitchen; I flipped the light switch on as I entered. Already feeling how empty the house was without my parents. I walked to the sink, my feet almost failing me, I opened the cabinet with trembling hands taking out a glass. But, before I could even manage to fill it with water, it slipped out of hand smashing into the floor. "Woops." I could feel a smile creep onto my lips; it was a wicked smile that wouldn't die down. I didn't feel like smiling, but it wouldn't leave my face. As I reached for another glass, I gripped it tighter this time. Not wanting to drop this one too.

I popped five, washing it down with ice cold water. I felt so fucking miserable, why couldn't the fucking pills just start to work already. I didn't care anymore, and just smashed this glass also on the floor. "Just like little diamonds."

The room was as empty as it always had been. The curtains were tightly shut, and it was disturbingly neat. It's not clean enough Naruto, it's not good enough. I rushed over to the bookshelf trying to sort out the different manga pockets. I had perfectly sorted out everything, trying out every single possibility of order. But none of the orders made sense. It started to tick me off, why couldn't the fucking pockets just be perfect. "WHY CAN'T YOU-" the bookshelf tipped over with a loud bang and a cracking sound, the bookshelf broke. There were splinters of wood all over the floor, along with the dust. A laugh came creeping, sounding unnatural. "I really shouldn't have done that."

I was dead serious now. My eyes had picked up in the blood that was already soaking the carpet in a deep crimson color. "Mom, isn't going to be pleased" I broke out into laughter, finding the situation hilarious.

"I really shouldn't have done that, this is silly…" a light snicker could be heard in the room as I propped myself up on my feet, finding it difficult to walk straight.

"WHY AREN'T THE FUCKING PILLS FIXING THIS." The sadness was eating me up; I was a complete emotional mess. I didn't feel like myself anymore. Kiba did this to me; he fucking made me like this. If the pills couldn't fix this, what could? Maybe, something shiny, something very sharp. Something wonderful? The voice sounded sweet, even angel like. I was desperate at this point; I would do anything to erase him from my memory. "WHAT!" I didn't realize I was screaming into thin air before it was too late. They're in your drawer; they're just waiting for you to use them. It was so tempting, it sounded so tempting. "I will do anything to make it go away." My voice was only a whisper, but she could still hear me. "Anything"

I picked up this wonderful thing; I dragged it across my skin making patterns in a beautiful color. It was so much; it was flowing down my arm, dripping off my fingertips, making a small puddle on the floor. It was a hard contrast against the bathroom tiles; the deep red color was painting the bright white tiles, into a sweet rosy color. It was really beautiful. More! You need more, much more. I need more. No, we need more. I dragged it across my skin again, seeing the blood already seep out from the rift in my skin. It was flowing, oozing from my arm. Turning the floor into a beautiful puddle created from this wonderful thing.

"W-we, I mean, I should call someone." I took the phone out of my pocket, already browsing through the contacts. I stopped when I reached my parents; my hand froze not able to press the dial button. Oh no, they left you. Remember? My fingers worked franticly to find someone to call. Grandpa. The name almost lit up the screen as I held my finger on the button. Why would he pick up? Your beloved 'grandpa' has a lot more important things to do. He won't even pick up the phone. The next name I thought about gave me doubt. Sakura. Why would you even think about calling her? You would just scare her, and she would just tell everyone the truth about you. And you would have to move again, you don't want that, do you? You would move to a new town, you would go through everything another time. And you would meet a guy like Kiba again. You will meet a player that will fuck you up big time. Let's just not call her. My hand was shaking now; I had just started to realize no one cared. No one could help. Nothing could be done, and nothing could be fixed. Just drag the blade across your skin. It will ease the pain, it will soothe you. It will make you feel better, so much better. And if you're lucky, you will hit the right spots. And it will all disappear. Just drag this wonderful blade across your skin.

"Moshi moshi, this is Naruto speaking." I started giggling, it sounded so stupid. An uncertain voice could be heard on the phone. I didn't even know who I was talking to; I didn't check the screen before I answered. "Naru, is that you?" It was as if I was struck by lightning. I couldn't breathe; it felt like someone was strangling me. "K-Kiba" I heard that he cleared his voice, and then a groan could be heard. "Where the fuck are you, I was supposed to watch you this weekend. You can't just run away without telling me, I already miss you baby." Why was he talking to me like nothing had happened? How dared he, he really had some guts talking to me after what he did. He thought I didn't know? He was so wrong, I knew everything. Tell him; tell him what he has done to us. Make him understand, he did this to you. He made you this fucked up. "You got some guts, I'll give you that"

KIBA'S POV

My head was throbbing; I felt so shitty right now. I had sat up to fast; the room was already spinning, making me feel nauseous... I was in my bedroom? I could hear a groan from behind me, a deep voice started to mutter about how fucking early it was. I turned around, not very surprised with what I saw. I had expected Naruto, not something that looked like 'something the cat dragged in'. "What are you doing in my bed?" only a hand was waved at me, and he told me to shut up. "This is the only time you sleep in this bed, ever." I got out of the bed and walked towards the bathroom, I seriously needed to piss.

"Holy fuck, what the fuck happened here." The living room was a complete mess. The coffee table was flipped, a lamp was broken and a lot of stuff was spread all over the floor. And, Akamaru was sleeping soundly on the couch, and I had the feeling, he had nothing to do with this.

I took three Tylenols, hoping it would make the headache go away. I closed the mirror to get a good look at myself. I was a bit shocked when I saw myself. I looked like shit. My hair was a mess; I had marks from how much I had drooled. I had an itchy burn mark on my cheekbone and one nasty bruise on my jaw, and another under my lip with dry blood on it. "What the hell happened last night?" My voice was hoarse and rough, and I looked like I had been in a fight. It must have been one hell of a blackout.

But, I was incredibly confused, I didn't have any bruises on my body, and nothing was broken. But I had some serious scratching marks, and red marks on my chest. And where the hell was Naruto?

I sat in the couch with a smoke in hand. I didn't the energy to bother with cleaning the place up. And we had just gotten it cleaned up and shit. I reached for my phone, wondering where the hell he was. He hadn't sent a text, and he hadn't tried to call me either. I hit the speed dial, listening to the dialing sounds as I waited for him to pick up.

It didn't take long before he picked up luckily. "Moshi moshi, this is Naruto speaking." What the hell, he didn't sound like his normal self. He was giggling in a sweet voice, and speaking in a way I had never heard from him before. "Where the fuck are you, I was supposed to watch you this weekend. You can't just run away without telling me, I already miss you baby." I really missed him; I missed having him waking up in my arms. Seeing how he groggily walked to the bathroom in the morning. I wanted to have him snuggled up to me, to give him kisses and sweet words. I was such a fool, missing him already. I saw him like last night. "You got some guts, I'll give you that." his voice suddenly got angry, and it felt like he spat it at me. "What are you talking about, anyway where are you?" He sounded completely twisted; he had this disturbing giggling that wouldn't stop. "Why do you even give a shit, when in the end you're still a horny asshole." My eyebrows furrowed and my hand froze. What the fuck, was this even Naruto? "What the fuck are you talking about, where are you?" he started mumbling things that only sounded blurred over the phone. I could hear him suddenly choke on something, and then he broke out in a fit of laughter. "WHERE THE FUCK DO YOU THINK I AM? THE PLACE I HATE THE MOST, I FUCKING HATE THIS HOUSE. IT'S EMPTY, COLD, ABANDONED AND IT'S MY OWN FUCKING HOME!" I was gripping my knee in frustration. I was fucking frustrated and worried, almost scared. Had he lost it, had he fucking snapped? "NARUTO WHAT'S HAPPENING, DON'T FUCKING SCARE ME LIKE THIS" he only chuckled and whispered, it was hard to hear what he was saying. But the words that I picked up scared the life out of me. I couldn't breathe, and I could feel my fingers dig into my thigh, having blood covering my fingers.

"It's so fucking cold. Oh fuck." There was a pause, his voice sounded hoarse and weak. He sounded extremely disorientated. "I cut way to deep this time." The line went dead as tears formed in my eyes.

A/N: Yeah, don't hate me. I find this incredibly sad too… but it's an angst story guise!

And yeah, I hope you're on the tip of your seats. Because it doesn't end here my dear readers.

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Beta: Well, I sure did take my time on this. I'm sorry about that, but school kinda just started for me and I had to get adjusted to it, but here's the chapter. And, if there's anything wrong, sorry about that too I rushed this to get it out to y'all since I've already made you guys wait long enough.