I recognized those big black eyes immediately, and despite him helping me back up onto the branch I had almost fallen from, I shooed his hand away that had a hold on my collar and balanced myself. Being fast as he was, Sasuke hopped away lightly and stared at me with the usual expression he has when I do something stupid, like almost falling off a branch. If I didn't know him better, I'd think he looked almost amused by it too. Annoying.
"The hell are you doing here, asshole?" I ask. Probably not necessary calling him an asshole being that he just helped me, but I was still a bit startled from him showing up out of nowhere.
"Saving you from falling off a tree." He said in a slightly sarcastic tone. I rolled my eyes and huffed.
"What, you just followed me out here in the middle of the forest like a creep?" I asked, looking around again remembering that I had no reason to be out here either. Sasuke just blinked at me. Gah! His lack of reaction to half the shit I say is so annoying. It always drives me crazy. I always push him, hoping he will give me something, but the bastard is always a stone wall. I swear he is a robot or something.
After a second of silence, I huff again and turn, ready to leave, but paused when I realized I wasn't sure where I was. It was very dark in this forest; the trees were huge and had dense leaves, making little light from the moon shine through. It made Sasuke look like a ghost with his pale skin.
Before he could make a comment about me being obviously lost, I snapped at him again. "Do you want something, or did you just want to do your good deed for the day before going to bed." I said, looking back at him.
That's when I notice he wasn't just glaring at me, but looking at me with that weird expression from earlier. God, give it a rest already.
I glared back at him. Insulting him was doing nothing, and I was over this whole situation. I was embarrasing from earlier, annoyed that I got myself lost, and now Sasuke followed me just to catch me being clumsy.
Apparently silence is the only thing he reacts to, because he finally spoke up. "What was that about today?" He said flatly. If I didn't know him to be the kind of guy who completely ignores things he doesn't care about, it would have sounded like he couldn't care less by his tone.
I twitched, aggravated. "What was what? Assholes being assholes?" I asked as though it was obvious. "What, you want me to thank you for kicking that guy for me? I didn't need you to you know. I was planning on punching him in his throat." I said arrogantly.
"You didn't even put your guard up when he was about to hit you." He said. I paused. He's right, I didn't. Sasuke doesn't miss anything, creepy bastard.
"So what?" was all I could manage in return.
"Did you want to get hit in the face?" He said sarcastically.
"Fuck off Sasuke, what do you care anyway?!" I yell back. I was getting pissed, I could feel my cheeks getting red. "You don't give a shit what I do ever, so why are you bothered? They were just some drunk pricks, the fuck is there even to talk about."
He sighed slightly, unmoved by my anger. I turned to leave, if I stayed any longer I'd want to hit him. Before I could however, he asked a question which made me stop.
"Why do all the villagers hate you?"
That question was one I was not ready for. I didn't even know how to take it at first. But it sank in, and affected me in a way I didn't expect. That question… it was one I used to ask myself my entire life up until I found out why. It was so weird to hear it out of someone else's mouth though. 'Why does everyone hate me?' I remember asking myself over and over, yearning for an answer desperately.
When I finally got an answer though, It didn't make me feel any better.
It was silent for a few moments. I could feel the anger drain away, and a coldness fall over my body. For the second time today I let someone else's words affect me. They sank in and echoed in my mind. Why did I keep letting this happen to me? I had learned to be tougher than this, and yet vulnerability had crept its way into me. Why?
Why does everyone hate me? Monster… those weren't just words. They were words I had said myself. Things I thought to myself, things I called myself. Things I hated about myself.
Things I knew were true.
II
Sooooo... yeah. been years. hows it going? I just looked at my old email account and saw all the love for this story and I felt bad for not continuing it when you guys liked it so much. I don't even remember writing this thing lol but there you go, just a little more. hope you like, I am super rusty at writing. c: