Yay! Chapter 8~ Sorry for not updating in such a long amount of time.… But anyways, Enjoy! [I hope.]
Disclamer: I do not own Naruto, neither do I own any other of Masashi Kishimoto's works. I only own my characters who've been incorporated into the story!
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Today…
Today it happened…
I've known this all along. Ever since my Father had told me to pick up the supplies imported from the Land of Waves. Ever since Gato cut off all imports into the Land of Waves. Ever since the building of the bridge that was to connect the Land of Waves to the Land of Fire was stopped.
Actually, no. That was a lie. I hadn't known this was going to lead up to what I was supposed to do tomorrow. It had taken me by surprise. It jumped out at me and clawed at my heartstrings.
Because today…
Today, I'll meet him…
I was assigned the task to go on a 'detour' with a certain team. A detour to the Land of Waves. For what? To stop a certain bridge-builders plan at all costs.
I felt uneasy, lying here, in bed. Tonight was going to be a restless night. But then again, when wasn't it ever like that?
I still remember his words. Loud and clear.
'Traitor'.
I wish. I wish I could convince him that I was lost as well. That I did not know about the whole 'scheme'. But my wishes are selfish wants. I'm not allowed to wish. Not upon a shooting star. Not upon a well of wishes. Not upon a golden coin. Not upon a four-leafed clover. Not upon anything. Because Father said so.
I seem insane, don't I?
Maybe I am…
Maybe I am insane. Maybe I have lost all my sanitary. After all, some one who's insane isn't aware of it themselves… They might think that they're the normal ones, and everyone else isn't.
I turned my head and moved to lie on my right side for the thousandths time.
02:12…
That's what the clock on the wall told me.
It's really late, isn't it?
Slowly, I let my thoughts run chaos as I tried to force myself into slumber. I squeezed my eyes shut, as if it would help. Trying to calm myself, I gave my full attention towards the faint sound my clock was making.
Tick-Tock. Tick-Tock. Tick-Tock. Tick-Tock. Pop. Crack. Snap.
Those sounds weren't supposed to be there…
My eyes shot open as I carefully looked around my room, trying to spot the thing, or person, who was making this sound.
No one.
Was it just my imagination? No… I can still hear those sounds. It was the sound of a freshly poured fizzy drink. But worse. It was much louder. It was the sound of snapping fingers, breaking pencils, and stones clashing.
And that's when it caught on to me.
It was in my head.
The 'sickness'. I should've known. These day's it's been getting worse. It was more frequent, and much more realistic-sounding. I hadn't told Father, because he'd get angry with me. He'd call me names and insult Mother.
I really loved Mother, you know? She was kind and calm. I remember she'd tell me stories before bedtime even though I was too young to understand them. She'd take me aside and wipe away my tears when my brothers bullied me. She listened to my problems and comforted me. She made promises to me. She promised me that she'd be there for me. Forever and ever.
But that was a lie. Because she left me.
Pop… Bang… Snap…
I lifted my hand and pressed it against my forehead.
No fever. That's good.
Slowly, I lifted myself up and sat up right on the bed. I slid off the edge and reached for my oak nightstand that was littered with scrolls upon scrolls. Still dreary and sleepy, I reached my hand out and pulled open the top drawer that was empty. Or so it seemed.
I slid my small hand into the very back of the drawer, where only I was able to reach, and hooked my index finger under the small semi-circle I had cut out of the piece of wood. I had placed a fake end at the back of the drawer.
Tugging out that piece of wood, I reached further into the drawer, until my hand finally had reached the small bottle I had been looking for. I pulled out a small, white container, which was filled with equally white pills.
These were pills, which I had bought from the Konoha Hospital. They were for my 'sickness'. They made the popping sound go away. But only temporarily. I had snuck out a couple weeks ago to buy these so that my Father wouldn't notice. My Father doesn't accept weaknesses.
My hand trembled as I tried to hold still. I flicked open the lid of the container and poured 4 pills into my hand. The doctor had only prescribed me a maximum of 2 in a go, and 3 in one day. But it had gotten unbearable. The constant sounds in my head. And no one could stop them. Not even I.
Taking a gulp of air, I brought my hand to my lips and tilted my head back, swallowing all the pills in one go. I stood there for a moment, to confirm that I wouldn't need a fifth one. Slowly, over the time span of a minute, the buzzing grew faint, and then stopped completely.
Now, I felt even sleepier. My senses began to get fuzzy, and my vision was completely blurred.
The thing about these pills was that they basically forced my brain into a shutdown. It affected all my senses, just to stop that one part in my brain that makes the sounds. That one flaw in my mind. That one mistake.
I crawled back into my bed and under my covers.
As soon as my head hit the pillow, I was gone.
But there was one last hope. One last thought which crossed my mind that I felt was the stupidest notion I have ever made.
Maybe…
Just Maybe…
Oh how I wish…
How I wish that
He had forgotten me…
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