Chapter Two: Heartbreak
All I could remember that day 3 years ago was my heart shattering. My heart was filled with so much pain I was doubled over and gasping, my eyes blurring as I tried to reread the letter, as if it said that it was just a joke somewhere on the page.
My Dearest Love,
I can't even believe I am doing this myself. My heart is breaking as I write this to you, but I know if I don't I could never forgive myself because everytime I look at our child I would be filled with such a loss it would make me look away in shame.
I can't do this Naruto, not so soon. I am too young, still too young to be a mother for our baby. I need to live my life, to know what's out there before I return to you and our son. I can't be the woman you need, the one to stay home and wake up at night to take care of the baby.
My love, I am so sorry. One day I will return, please wait for that day. We will be a family again, I promise you this.
That was all I got. A letter, a farewell. Not even signed by the woman I thought I would spend the rest of my life with.
My legs had given out there and then, my body thumping to the ground as it finally sunk in that she was gone; my childhood love, the mother of my child. She'd left. Left me alone with our baby, to bring him up alone. I was alone. She had left me.
As I sat there, my vision darkened until all I saw was black. I had given up, my body a shell as the light of my life had left, what else did I have to keep me going?
It was these kinds of thoughts that swirled around in my head until a small cry came from upstairs, the small innocent voice snapping me out of a daze. Taking the stairs two at a time I came to the doorway of the room that had taken Sakura and I a week to complete, memories filled with such love it made my heart sting to recall them. The paint on our bodies as we swiped one another with our paintbrushes, the kissed beneath the baby chimes, the soft slow loving in the corner. All these memories came rushing back as I looked down into the crib and saw our baby, my baby Satoshi. His small tuft of blonde hair making me smile as I picked him up and cradled him to my chest, his fresh baby smell making me sigh in wonder at our a man like me, who had such a bad childhood, could create something so innocent and beautiful. His cries stilled as I rocked him side to side, cooing at him. His eyes opened wide, the colour reminding me of Sakura's exact shade, and with a sob I hugged him closer, afraid he would slip through my fingers like his mother; the woman I have loved since we were only but children so many years ago.
As for the answer to the question: What else did I have to keep me going? The answer was simple: the little baby in my arms. The bundle of joy that came from myself and the woman who had now left us, but still kept a place in my heart and always would.
He was the thing I lived for now, and I would never abandon him, I would always be there for him. No matter what I wouldn't leave. Not like her.
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Well Masquerade Marionette? Next chapter is up like promised. Lol, I cried while writing it. Hehe, what a loser XD. Next chapter is a time skip. (Naruto's point of view btw)
