I know I know Its been soooo long. Im sorry but I have been really busy sorry sorry sorry
Disclaimer: I do not own naruto geesh
HINATA'S POV
No no no no this can't be happening. It's darker than dark in this unknown barn I stumbled onto. I pick myself up from the floor, feeling pain on the side that broke my fall. Well I didn't nessecaraly fall I was thrown. I dust myself off but it doesn't work my uniform was partially dirty from the dirt on old stone floor.
The worst feeling in the world is being somewhere you don't know trapped and completely dark that you think your blind. You don't know what could be behind you or in front of you. It's completely terrifying.
I cheak my pockets for my I pod and phone in panic. My breath starts to speed up a bit and my heart is gaugeing out of my chest every passing second. I began to feel around for my bag on the floor. All I feel is dirt and cold heart less stone until my finger traces something softer. I grab my leather school bag I start searching for my phone and I pod.
I find my I pod but my phone is absolutely missing. Those bastards must have taken it. A tear starts to flow down my cheek and I am start to go into an emotional rampage. More tears start flowing down as I use my I phone as a flash light. My sense of smell was right. Around me I see an old barn used for storage for gardening tool and old nick nacks. There were a few stacks of hay on the left side of the barn and the barn ( its more like a big shed then a barn) was reeking of old wood and old dusty smell. More hard breathing and heart pounding in my chest.
The light goes out and I press my I pod button again as the light goes on I notice I am the only one in. Both relief and fear enter my mind. The door was a few steps away from me. I try to open it but its locked. Well that's surprising. My face is over whelmed with worry I start screameing and banging on the door "HELP IS ANYONE THERE" no one answers "IM LOCKED IN HERE HELP!"
Still no one.
I continue like that for about 20 minutes or maybe more. I feel my face going red and soaked with tears of helplessness. MORE banging MORE crying MORE fear MORE sadness. I start banging my head with my fists. Then I trying to push the door opened. Then I try to break the door down with force. I start at the end of the shed then run towards it, attacking it with my 5'4 body. That fails since I fall down after that.
The floor is cold and I am cold. I don't know where my I pod went I think I threw it somewhere in frustration. I am even more dirty then before great…I'm tired….
My mind starts to wonder off; I shouldn't have talked back like that. How could I have actually thought I could stop them from bothering me? Why am I so weak? Why am I so helpless? It's just not fair. This is what I get for eavesdropping on that night. That night…..
1st period probably already started. I'm going to be in a lot of trouble if my father hears about this he'll probably think I played hooky and there goes my perfect attendance. I wonder what lesson where doing in algebra. Probably slopes again. I wonder if Garra-san is wondering where I am right now. I bet he thinks I'm depressed and missed school because of it. He's probably disappointed. Garra… You were the only one who noticed my pain….
NO !he can't be disappointed I said to myself to take Gaara's advice and stick up for myself. I can't be weak. I can't show him I am weak anymore! Not anymore.
I quickly get up from the ground. I feel a look of determination on my face and Gaara's words repeating over and over in my head. I feel for my I pod again and find it my finger gets pricked from some nail on the floor but I do not let that stop me.
Pressing the Ipod button I look around with the little light that I have. Its morning outside there is no way it can be so dark in here. I notice a long rugged curtain. I move it and light starts beaming in everywhere. I especially feel the light on my face. My skin was sparkling.
I started searching for a way out of this little old dark box of hell. The source of course came from a window behind the curtain but unfortunately I would have to be twice my size to reach it. But I do not give up. I grab one of the stacks of hay. It was rectangular stack about 2 feet high but when I carried it was deffinatly heavier then it looked. I could even carry it across the shed.
I struggled and struggled but it wouldn't budge. Tired I sit down on it. Analyzing the window I realize I will need to stack 4 stacks of hay on top of each other to reach that window. I look behind me and realize I only have about 2. The rest of the hay was floating around everywhere. Sooner or later I try to lift the hay again using all the strength I have. I lift it slowly and little by little bringing across the shed to its destination. I set it against the wall and a smile on my face because that was the heaviest thing I have ever carried in my life. Hello need I remind you I am rich and carrying heavy loads are not enforced in my life planned out for me.
I go back to get the second stack and seem more used to the load. I have put more oomph to my step in order to place it on top of the first stack. I rest a little bit kind off exhausted. I know right I'm exhausted ALREADY?
I step on top of the two stacks of hay. I still need a bit more height to reach the window. My wrists reach it but I do not have the upper body strength to get myself out that way. I get down and look around again. I need just one more foot to reach the window. Just one more.
There is nothing at first just some gardening tools, some old newspapers, and hardware tools. There was this one section for some old busted up machines. Seriously they were all junk. Who knew if half of them still worked? There was a toaster, an extremely old radio, and some large metal boxy thing. Wait a second that could be useful.
I walk over to it quickly and threw the dusty toaster off of it. It was some very old coffee machine. Wait I take that back it's was too big to be a coffee machine it was more likely a cappuccino machine. It was big enough to be my third piece in my little homemade stairs over there.
I lifted it from the sides. It wasn't as heavy as the stacks of hay but still pretty heavy. Some pieces were falling out just some metal round cups from handles. I was careful not to strip on the electric plug. Placing it on the stacks I notice how vintage it is. It could be like the first of its kind and I'm about to step on it, Oh well.
It's all good now my chest reaches the window I can finally climb out. My homemade stairs are a bit unstable but if I am gentle enough I can climb out. I opened the window after shoving it 7 times. I grab my bag and throw it out the window I see it unharmed outside. I smell the fresh smell of dustless smell of outside. The air never smelt so good before. Anxious to get out I try lifting myself out the window. The window was not large but luckily it was big enough to squeeze myself through. The machine under me starts to wobble and then I start to wobble. I try to remain balance but it's too late. CRASH.
I am on the stone floor again my back is aching from my fall and I start to scream of frustration. "Damn IT!" I kick the stack of hay in anger. Eventually I stack my stairs ALL OVER AGAIN. I am a bit more patient and carful this time. I slowly make my way from stack of hay to old rusty cappuccino machine. I hoist myself onto the window and some old glass and twigs pricked my fingers and arms. Finally I get my feet on the window in a position ready to jump.
Uhhhh…..I didn't quite think of getting down. Damn it's really high there is no way I would be able to land on my feet. I'm just standing there now trying to think of my options. Let's see its either fall on my ass or go back in there. I look back into the barn. It looks even worse from up here. It's really scary in there I can't believe I was in there. I look at the wall there are faces that weren't there before. FACES looking at me with there dark the eyeballs angry and sad. I can't go back in there I just can't. The Face on the wall next to me frightens me the most. It has whiskers and a foxy grin. In complete fear I just jump out the window and yell. I realized what I just did and I was plummeting down to the earth floor. I could be plummeting down to my death right now I mean what if I break my neck. I met the ground in an unwelcoming manner. I scream in pain my side broke my fall again but it didn't really appreciate it.
I am laying on the grass now looking up at the clouds on the beautiful spring day. I am so happy to be out of there. My bag is a few feet away from me. I grab it and start to think.
Should I go to school I mean look at me by uniform it completely black and so is my skin. No but really that is the hardest thing I have ever done in my life. There is no way in hell I am running away. Besides it's my dad's day off if he sees me home he will freak out and the condition I am in right now will only add to it.
All righty then come on feet off to school oh I swear if anyone messes with me oh god they have another thing coming. I am far from in the mood to deal with anyone's bullshit today. As I started to walk off I fell…..different
NORMAL POV
Hinata walked into the assistant principle's office with her head held high. The secretary glanced at her and then looked down but just realized what she saw and looked at her again this time her face was shocked.
"um… I need a pass" Hinata said awkwardly trying to ignore the looks of the students that were sitting on the bench just outside of the office.
"Do you have any Idea what period this is?" The secretary said fixing her glasses that looked like they were from the 50's. Her name was Ms. Sanchez she was rumored to be very snot nosed and snobby. She always wore something pink and was said to always ramble off about her pageant days. Of course those days dinosaurs were still around so no one really cared.
"Um… No," Hinata said a bit annoyed. The last thing she wanted to hear was her high pitched nasally voice.
"Well its 6th period. I mean if you ask me what's the point for coming to school this late when it's practically almost over." Ms. Sanchez explained "I know you have a perfect attendance but coming to school like THAT is just pushing it too far if you ask me." She was pointing at her absolutely filthy uniform.
'No did one asked you.' Hinata thought but did not say because if she did she probably would not get a pass.
"Can I get my pass now…please" Hinata said as politely as she could while gritting her teeth.
"Very well but you do know this is an extreme tardy and it is going on your permanent record." She said with her nose up. She wrote her a pass on a pink slip note with hot pink ink and because of this you could hardly see what she wrote. Not like it mattered a pass was a pass. She went out the door and heard small little chuckles from everyone in the office. They could off waited until she was at least a few feet away until they laughed but of course they didn't care. It's not like the Hinata they know of would do anything about it.
As Hinata was walking up the stairs she realized she has to go to her 6th period class. She frowns at the thought of this. She could just wait for the period to end in the girls bathroom because the last thing she wanted was to see Naruto or Kiba. Her face went red from rage at the thought of Kiba or Naruto. Still she kept on walking. She wanted to go to class. She did not want to run away.
Hinata was finally near room 108. She hesitated going in at first but then puts her head high and walked through the miserable wooden door.
Everyone's mouths went wide. Except for Kakashi sensei's because you could not see his mouth. The couple moments of OMG were broken by the laughter of the boys of the class. Eventually chuckles from some of the girls were added.
Naruto and Kiba looked at each other with faces saying "How did she get out" and "Oh well it's alright because she looks so ridiculous".
"Nice of you to join us, Hinata," Kakashi sensei said with humor in his eyes.
"What the fuck happened to you?" Temari said harshly and jokingly.
"Dude you look homeless. What a bum," Naruto said with an evil smirk.
"It's called a washing machine seriously you look gross. Aren't you rich you should have loads of maids washing your clothes for you," Ino said flipping her platinum blonde hair.
Hinata just sat down ignoring all of the comments being shot at her. She looked like they did not have any effect on her and they kind of did not for the first time in her life. She was actually prepared for this.
Naruto started pinching his nose and fanning himself and making faces since he was sitting next to Hinata and she "supposedly" smelled. He was giving faces of distress and need of help of the horrible smell. Hinata knew she was dirty but was not sure if she smelled. She usually has no body odor at all.
"All right settle down and copy these notes," Kakashi sensei said finally telling them to cut it out.
Luckily they were not using textbooks today. Hinata was totally unprepared. She took out her notebook and as she was looking for her pencil in her bag. Suddenly her notebook fell on the floor. Right near Naruto.
Hinata's eyes went wide. She tries to grab it before Naruto does but it is too late. When she looks up she saw Naruto's hand out with her notebook and a smile on Naruto's face. His face said "here you go. No harm done", But his eyes were glaring at her with a mean look.
Knowing what he was going to do next Hinata had a look of disgust on her face. Going along with the same old routine she sticks her hand out to get it back but her off course he stands up and throws it across the room. He laughs. A couple students in the room laugh as well. Sakura makes a comment on how weak and annoying she is and gives her a look of disgust while smiling.
'OH NO WE FUCKING DIDN'T'. Hinata thought. 'Was he really going to push her buttons that much after tormenting me, bullying me, sexually harassing me as if I was some sort of worthless hooker or toy, hurting me physically, and locking me up in some shed. He really is never going to stop is he and he probally thinks I am not going to do anything about it. Well think again Naruto Uzumaki.'
With that Hinata Unleashed into a rampage of Ultimate Rage. She Jumps on top of Naruto and by surprise starts punching her fists into his body but mostly his face. Naruto is so surprised that he is vulnerable at first. She is not just punching him but POUNDING ON HIS HEAD AND PULLING HIS SPICKY LONG HAIR ALL AT THE SPEAD OF LIGHT AND WITH ABSOLUTE POWER. Her eyes are filled with rage and she is yelling at the top of her lungs.
Everyone's eyes went wide eyed and got up from their seats. HINATA HAS FINALLY CRACKED. It takes kakashi a few seconds to react but he starts to run toward Hinata. She looked like a lunatic. She was a wild animal who was beaten and starved to death and finally reacted back with a huge bite.
"Get off me you Fucking Pshyco!" Naruto yelled in pain trying to push her off him but Hinata's anger was allowing her to become unbelievably strong. She continues scratching at Naruto's face and pulling anything she could get her hands on.
"DON'T YOU EVER FUCKING TOUCH MY STUFF YOU FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT! I WILL KILL YOU I SWEAR IF YOU EVER TOUCH ME AGAIN OR TORMENT ME YOU BITCH! THAT'S IT I'LL KILL YOU! KILL YOU! ARGGGAHHHHHHHHH!" Hinata screeched at the top of her lungs.
Kakashi was trying to pull her off but he was failing. She kept on shoving him off and hitting him as well.
"NO NO IF YOUR NOT GONNA DO ANYTHING ABOUT THE WAY THAT THERE TREATING ME THEN I WILL! YOU WILL NOT STOP ME FROM HURTING HIM IT'S NOT FAIR THEY HURT ME! " Hinata screamed to Kakashi sensei.
Half the class was sitting back frightened or just watching the excitement while others her up by Kakashi Sensei trying to help. Sakura and Temari was among those.
Naruto finally stood up some of his face bleeding and PUSHED Hinata off of him. Hinata stopped and her eyes went wide.
"Don't," Hinata said her face extremely red from anger and tears forming in her eyes. "TOUCH ME!" The madness started again. She continued fighting him.
"DON'T TOUCH ME! DON'T TOUCH ME! DON'T TOUCH ME! DON'T TOUCH ME! DON'T TOUCH ME! DON'T TOUCH ME! DON'T TOUCH ME! DON'T TOUCH ME! DON'T TOUCH ME! DON'T TOUCH ME! DON'T TOUCH ME! DON'T TOUCH ME! DON'T TOUCH ME!" Hinata Yelled over and over and somehow Naruto and Hinata ending up on the floor. Hinata was on top at first clawing at every inch of Naruto's skin. Then eventually Naruto gained power and pinned her down trying to stop her from continuing her abuse him. Once Hinata was in this position she could not get out, Naruto was just too strong. Still she continued to scratch and struggle and did not give up.
" NO FUCKING WAY YOUR NOT DOING THIS TO ME AGAIN. NO FUCKING WAY YOUR NOT GOING TO HURT ME YOU BASTARD. GET OFF OF ME. I'LL KILL YOU! I'LL KILL YOU! YOUR NOT GOING TO TOUCH ME AGAIN!" Hinata said to him tears flowing down her cheeks but her expression still remaining angry and enraged. As they were looking into each other's eyes Naruto's eye's went wide because her eyes had so much hate for him.
Something hit him right then and there. He started to look blankly at her. Kakashi sensei and Temari finally got him off of her. Hinata was still on a psychotic rampage but was confined into the inescapable arms of Sakura-chan.
"Get her Out of this classroom! NOW!" Yelled Kakashi Sensei to Sakura and Temari worried but still in a calm way. Sakura and Temari follow orders and begin to drag Hinata out of the classroom while she was putting up a fight.
"NO! NO I NEED TO KILL HIM! I'M GOING TO KILL HIM!" Hinata yelled as she was being pulled out of the room. She continued to scream even in the hallway.
Everyone in the classroom were still shocked and taken back by the event that just happened. Although no one face could match that as the one on Naruto's for he was the most disturbed and confused.
Ah finally finished.
I loved writing this chapter I got so emotional at the parts when hinata cracks because this story is based on real experiences. Sometimes I wish I did that when I was bullied. Lol
Now that it is summer and I have more free time I will update more often. Oh and I apologize about the tenses. I got confused and half the chapter is in present tense while the other half is in past :P sorry.
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