Chapter Six
So last chapter I did Sasuke's POV. I hope you all enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. Now I'm going back to Naruto's POV. This chapter takes place in the middle of the night. I figured with everything going on in Naruto's mind, he's got to have a few sleepless nights.
I'm going to be adding characters of my own, simply because, to me, there are few characters in the Nartuto world that I'd use for this chapter.
Let's begin ^_^
My parent's are fighting again.
"I'm tired of coming home and the dog being the only one to show geniune happiness!" yells mom.
Dad doesn't yell, but he talks sternly. "I am happy to see you. You're just never around long enough to see it." he says.
Mom raises her voice even higher, "Well excuse me for wanting to hang out with my friends!".
A door slams and I know mom is sitting her car, fuming, crying, smoking. Poor dad. He hates when mom gets like this. I feel bad for him.
I'm in my room and I can't take it anymore. I put on a jacket and sneek out my window. I text Gaara asking where he's at. He replies saying the old water tower. Of course its the water tower. For some reason, its the only place the cops don't patrol. It's located in the middle of nowhere making it the perfect place for teens to go to drink, smoke weed, and do other things.
Gaara sends another text saying he's been waiting for me. I knew he had been. I can't go more than a few days without my regular fix. He's sure to have what I need.
I walk the familiar, complicated path to the water tower. It takes almost an hour, but I need to feel better. I know Gaara will take care of me. He always takes care of me.
I hear the usual sounds, and know I'm close. I see Gaara waiting for me by our usual spot. Its a tree with too many leaves and not enough branches. Its dark and secluded enough so no one will come over if they see us. Gaara is smoking a cigerette when I approach him. He offers it and I take a long drag, then give it back.
"Want your stuff?" he asks. His voice is smooth, like the vodka he gives me.
I nod and he hands me my vodka and three blunts. I open the bottle and take three big swigs. I feel it go down my throat and into my stomach. I'll be drunk quick because I have an empty stomach. I put one blunt between my lips and Gaara lights it for me. I inhale and immediatly know its purple haze. My favorite. I put the other two in my jacket pocket. I hold onto the smoke until I need to breath. I exhale and my head is feels light.
"Thanks. Sorry it took me so long to come back." I said.
Gaara just shrugs and puts his cigerette out on the tree. I offer him the haze and he takes it. He inhales and holds. He pushes me against the tree and put his lips against mine. He wants a shotgun. I open my mouth and he exhales. I breath in and Gaara takes the opportunity to thrust his tongue inside. I exhale through my nose and respond to his kiss. It doesn't last long. It was a tease. Gaara pulls away and I drink more of the alcohol.
Gaara leads me to everyone else. He has his arm around my waist, possessively. No one is allowed to talk to me unless they're introduced to me first. Thats the way Gaara wants it. I'm his, and his alone. He doesn't want me to stray and get my fixes elsewhere. He wants me to depend on him, and I do. No one cares for me the way Gaara does.
A guy about my age with black hair and blue eyes approaches us. He has a slender build and is holding a bottle of Corona. I hate beer. I can tell it's not his first one. His breath reaks of malt and barley.
"Hey Gaara. Who's your cute friend?" he asks.
I keep smoking my weed and drinking my vodka. I don't even look at him. Gaara growls, lowly, and tightens his grip on me.
"Hey Shaddox. This is Naruto. He's mine." says Gaara.
Shaddox walks up to me and I still don't look at him. "Hi Naruto." he says.
Gaara says "You can talk to him.".
"Hi." I say. Shaddox tilts my chin up and gets really close to my face. "You're sexy." he says. Gaara snatches me away and I almost drop everything. "Get away from him! I told you he's mine!" he growls out. Shaddox back away slowly. He stammers "S-sorry Gaara.". Gaara gave him a glare that visibly made Shaddox shudder. He quickly left, leaving Gaara and I alone.
"Sorry about that. I don't like people eyeing what's mine." Gaara said. I shrugged and finished my vodka. I was feeling its and the weeds effect on me. My mood was lifting and I could start enjoying myself now. I finished the blunt I was smoking, and flicked it somewhere. I was about to pull another one out of my pocket when Gaara stopped me.
"Wanna feel higher?" he asked.
I looked at him, confused. "What do you mean?" I ask.
He looks around before signaling someone to come over.
A boy with red hair and green eyes came over. He looked to be in his early twenties, and had tattoos covering his arms.
"Naruto, this is Ciaran. He's become a special friend of mine. Say hello." says Gaara.
"Hellos Ciaran." I say. He smiles and directs his attention to Gaara. They exchange glances and Gaara gives Ciaran money. Ciaran gives a syringe to him and leaves.
"Trust me?" asks Gaara. Of course I trust him. He's the only person I can trust.
I nod. Gaara takes my arm and feels for a vein. Once he sees one, and puts the tip of the needle to my skin. "This is gonna pinch a bit, but its worth it." he promises. He slowly pushes the needle in and hits the plunger.
I bleed a little when Gaara take the needle out. He licks up the blood and smiles. Seconds later my head is swimming. I feel my pulse race and can hear my heart beat in my ears.
"What did you give me?" I ask.
Gaara smiles and says "Cocaine. You'll be having fun in no time.".
I wake up covered in sweat and breathing hard. Sasuke is sleeping next to me. It's been a long time since I've dreamed of Gaara. I llok at the clock.
2:27 a.m.
My head is spinning when I stand up. I try my best to stay quiet when looking for a pair of pants or boxers to put on. No luck.
"Naruto? S'everything k?" asks Sasuke. His voice is heavy with sleep. It sounds adorable.
"I can't sleep, but I'm ok." I say. He sits up when I say I cant sleep. I knew as soo as I said it, he'd wake himself up more. He pats the space next to him, wanting me to sit.
"I'll be there in a minute. I have a headache." I say and put on boxers. I'm almost at the door when Sasuke grabs my waist. "The Tylenol is on the nightstand." he says. I turn around and hug him. "I need water to take it." I say.
He hugs back and lets me go. I leave to go to the kitchen and get a glass of water.
When I return, Sasuke is back on the bed, waiting for me. I gab the Tylenol bottle and take out two pills. I down them quickly and sit next to Sasuke. He puts his arm around me and I lean my head on his shoulder.
"I had a dream." I say. He doesn't say anything. He doesn't have to. I continue.
"It was about Gaara. It was the first night I had cocaine. I only got to the part where he told me what was in the syringe before I woke up." I told him. My voice was shaking as I spoke. Sasuke pulled me on his lap making me face him. He kissed my forehead and a few tears escaped my eyes. He never has to say he understands. A simple, loving action is all Sasuke does and I feel safe.
"It's been a while since you had a dream about, hasn't it?" he says. He meant it as a statement, but I took it as a question and nodded. Sasuke pulls me to him and rubs my back. I dont sob but tears run down my face. "How long has it been?" asked Sasuke. I breath deeply before I answer to settle myself.
"Almost a year." I say. Gaara died of an overdose. Back then, I thought he was the only who cared about me. When he died, my drug use got worse. I never used anything stronger than coke, but I used it more frequently than I did when Gaara first gave it to me. It was the only way I'd see him. I'd get so high and he'd be there, by my side. When I'd sober up, I'd feel so miserable. Cocaine is expensive but I needed to feel something other than misery. I began cutting when I wasn't high.
At first, the cuts were only superficial. Enough to break skin, but not to scar. Eventually, it wasn't enough. I wanted to scar myself. So I did. I'd make a cut and pour alcohol on it to increase the pain.
Sasuke gently places me back at his side. "Wait here, ok." he says. I nod and wipes my eyes with the heel of my hand. Sasuke gets up and disappears out the door. Its been a while since I dreamed about my past. Now I've had two in a row. The stress of my parents divorce is to blame. My dreams consisted of friends, ramen, and fun before this bomb exploded.
Sasuke returned with two cups of green tea. He hands me one and I take a sip. "How are you feeling?" asks Sasuke. I stare into my tea and sigh. "Before the divorce, my dreams were of friends and having fun. I'd put my past behind me and hadn't thought about it once. I still haven't. Now, for two night in a row, I've dreamed of going back to my old ways and of Gaara. This whole thing has me more stressed than I'd like." I say. I managed to stay calm. I drink more of my tea.
Sasuke said "I understand. You know I do, because you know I've been there. I know exactly what its like to be happy one day and the next all you wanna do is shove a needle in your skin and forget who you are. I'm lucky I was saved when I was. I had a complete meltdown because my parents never showed signs of wanting a divorce. I almost started taking heroine. I went to rehab for prescription drug and alcohol abuse.".
Sasuke was bad during his parents divorce. His mom forced him into rehab. He recovered greatly with one stint and never had to go back. He didn't even relapse. Sasuke just wanted someone to pay attention to him. He never expressed his feelings about the situation and it festered inside him until he couldn't take it anymore.
I finished my tea and set the cup on the nightstand. Sasuke did the same and looked at me.
"I'm ok. I understand they're just dreams and I won't go back. I promise." I said.
Sasuke layed down and pulled me with him.
He nuzzeled my hair and said "I know you won't. I believe in you.".
I cuddled into him and we stayed like that for a while, enjoying each other's breathing. Sasuke started to hum. I didn't recognize the tune.
"What song is that?" I asked.
"One my mother hummed to me when I was little." he said. Sasuke resumed humming. The tune was soft and sweet. It calmed me down. I closed my eyes and listened to my sweet Sasuke. He finished humming and tilted my face upward. I looked into his eyes and saw how much he loved me. Sasuke leaned in to kiss me. I wrapped my arms around him. In that kiss, I felt Sasuke pour his entire soul into me. Tears ran down my face again. Tears of happiness.
We pulled away when we needed to breath.
"I love you. With all my being, I love you Sasuke." I said.
"I love you too, Naruto. WIth everything I have, I love you. I always will." said Sasuke.
He pulled the covers over us as we settled into a comfortable position. My back was to him and his arm was holding me close. Sasuke nestled his head in the crook of my neck and placed one last kiss on my cheek. I intertwinded our fingers together and focused on Sasuke's breathing.
The clock read 3:50.
"Sleep Naruto. Everything will be fine." he said.
I closed my eyes and once again fell asleep in the strong, warm embrace of Sasuke.
I know, I know. Short chapter. I thought it would be good to look at Naruto's past. I think its important to know what state of mind he was in back then. It lets us know how hard it is for him to stay sober through his parents divorce.
Before I get angry comments concering Gaara, let me say he's one of my favorite characters. I only used him because his antisocial personality was perfect for the part of Naruto's dealer. Shaddox and Ciaran are characters of mine from a previous story I wrote for a writing competition years ago. I didn't want to use more characters for Naruto's past so I used my own. I may do that when we get flashbacks of Sasuke's past.
Also, I bet none of you saw Sasuke's past coming. I mentioned he'd been depressed when his parents divorced. None of you thought he'd turned to drugs. I figure for him to know how to treat Naruto, he'd have to have been in a somewhat simliar situation himself. We'll get more insight into his past as this story progresses.
I know I always say this, but reviews are welcomed and cherished.
Thank you all for reading.