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CHAPTER 5: HEARTBROKEN? NOT REALLY.

She scrunched her eyes in an futile attempt the dodge the sunrays, they were too harsh and impolite. She wanted to move but was somehow static with loads of weight of her. This was not her ideal morning, her mornings were more of alone, cold bed waking up. Hastily she opened her eyes only to watch her two kids, Hima and Sarada clinging to her and Sasuke like squids. They were bent, hurled and glued to them. Wait is that Hima hanging off the bed-!?

She wanted to panic, moreso feel violated by how how Sasuke's arms caged her within his chest, how she could hear his heartbeat in the close proximity and how subconsciously she's feeling comfortable. After all the chaos that's been happening in her rueful life she did indeed forget how nice it is to wake up well rested, in someone's arms. Not that she expected him out of anyone but she'll even it serving him sweets and sweets only. The nerve to get intimate with her, to say her fingers were itching to paralyze him would be very appropriate.

"Kaaasannn... " He whispered through longing in her hairs. It was her turn to be paralyzed, her eyes softened. A lot has occured for everyone for years now, Sasuke however always had a knack to remain at the top; in victory and tragedy. Had she been more mentally available she would've have noticed sooner. Not to pity him but to embrace the elegant thorn graced rose he was. Staring his impeccable face, sharp presence even when he's anything but sleeping like a baby guess she understands a bit why girls went crazy annoying over him.

She saw his eyes obsidian staring hers so in her dwan of perturbation she rolled her eyes around her to cover up for the ogling she was doing, his obediently following hers. Initially he gave a look of 'you're kidding me' in a Sasuke-like odium way then composed himself to give a pronounced 'what the hell'. He tried to sit up too, in vain. The movement however caused Sarada to jerk awake.

"Papa!" She smiled in relief. It took her a moment to realize the web she was in. She looked apologetic and sly, hinata was awestruck. "Oh hinata-san! Gomen! I knew this was a bad idea but it looked so comfortable-" She bit her lips and sneakily nudged the snoring Hima who only curled further.

"I don't see any comfort in piling together like rats. " Sasuke's monotonous words made her flinch. Nice work papa Sasuke.

"Oh. You're right!" She practically yeeted herself off the doors but awkwardly halted in the corridor. Hinata guessed she was indecisive whether or not to leave her partner in crime curled up, hanging off the bed. She did it a little easier on her by dragging her daughter through the quilts near her. She called her out and nudged her with a little no response from the recipient. She stared a little into her lovely daughters face before calling her real loud. She smudged her face before opening her crystal blue eyes.

Hinata was speechless looking at those eyes, it felt comfort and stabs, giddy and heart broken. Now she wonders how different it would have been if one of her kids had her pale hyuga eyes. She might not have been the best hyuga to pride, however she has embraced what she was born with. The eyes gave her a world to see that only a handful could access and rarely live. She doesn't lie when she says at some point she felt privileged that she was the hyuga elder daughter, Someone standing next to Hiashi Hyuga. But that of course was resultant of her endless tragic childhood. She doesn't want that for her children but to live the journey. Looking back little hinata might have been frail and hurt but she wouldn't change that for her soul.

"Mama? " Hima called her gently.

"Yes? " She asked as a reflex. "Hima do you want to explain what you're doing here? "

"No." Awestruck hinata was only more confused at her daughters answers. She giggled. "We were scared at night! "

"Oh"

"Are you mad mama? "

"No no it's fine. " She pat her head and walked away to the bathroom.

"Mama's all said again. " Hima quietly exclaimed like she always does.

"Unfortunately so. " Sasuke reassured.

She chewed her lip when nervous, a trait that sasuke has noticed since they were kids. She always wobbled, head down, face red and fingers poking. Insignificantly so she was unobtrusive. Nothing ever made any sense about her, not to the Avenge ridden foolish little sasuke not that he cared. He was busy in the fantasy of homicide. Maybe if he had payed attention some sense would have been formed. Now that sasuke was mature, an adult and is paying attention yet this woman doesn't make any sense. It's been hardly 15 mins since they had breakfast and Hinata was frantically chewing her lips, eyebrows scrunched as if anxious for a foreign attack in the fucking kitchen.

"Hyuga." He monotonously called her.

"What!? " She growled.

He eyed her and the surroundings demanding answers. His unvarying way of asking and snatching did nothing but enrage hinata even more.

"What!? " She asked again.

Sasuke should've known he had to make efforts with her. Internally he sighed. "What's wrong? "

"What? " She asked quizzically, genuinely puzzled what was wrong. Sasuke eyed the kitchen surrounding with dread her pale eyes followed. It took a moment for her to recollect hazy memos. When she did her face made an expression for 'oh'. "Ano, I was thinking about lunch. "

What was so frustratingly hard about lunch? You cut some edible stuff throw them in water and wait until they look digestible. "And? "

"I don't know what to make for lunch!" She threw her hands up in the air now more stressed. A pregnant silence later she eyed Sasuke cooking something in her mind. Sasuke was wary. Nobody made him uncomfortable but this woman who was silting her doe eyes at him. "Ano what do you want for lunch?"

"Tomato onigiri. " The answer came back faster than lightning. Even Sasuke was taken back by the speed of his response.

A smirk crept up to her face. In her lithe body and heart shaped face she looked mischievous. "Okay." She calmly stated but made Sasuke to Cage his heart.

"Kids! " Echoed throughout the house and on an instant both of them, Sarada and annoying little naruto spawn both were present in front of them. "We're going shopping. "

"Yaaay" Was an instant reply from the little naruto spawn who was smiling as bright as the fucking sun. Sarada looked confused and nervous. Sasuke was waiting for her answer. What would she say?

"Papa." Her eyes reflected hope. "Will you accompany us too? "

"Hn." Again an express response. What was wrong with him and the females in this house. He never planned to let them go alone. He was about to follow them. As pathetically as it sounds he will be going anywhere and everywhere hyuga goes.

Sasuke never did regret anything At least not in the last 10 years if we overlook his messed up married life. Oh was he even married anymore? Who knows. The fucking law never was convenient for him. However he might just regret this one decision of coming to shop. They came out of the house at around 10 am and it's been 1pm now. He thought everything was done when there were a lot of bags full of edible stuff. How wrong he was! Hinata spotted a shop that apparently had 'pretty dresses' and gushed inside it. The bags she held rendered her immobile to shop so all the bags were handed to him. At first the pliant footwork assured him that it'll be finished soon enough, oh how idiotic that was. That shop only had kids dress so they bought Hima a pair. But nothing suited Sarada so Hinata frowned. It was a bit embarrassing but sarada assured that it was fine, she doesn't need any clothes which the psycho Hyuga woman took personally. Two more shops later nothing, absolutely nothing she found acceptable for her.

Impulsive, Ambition induced hunger. The kids wanted to eat hamburger so first they bought that. It looked suspicious and Sasuke didn't wanted to eat it. Something that made hyuga frown which is why they were at a food stall, in the outskirts of Konoha. She went inside it and to his surprise bought Tomato onigiris. Sasuke said that he wasn't hungry but those onigiris made his stomach growl.

So here they are in the outskirts, with the kids giggling and Hinata feeding Sasuke on her tippy toe. She was herself eating too. She looked jovial and for a moment it compelled Sasuke to think that nothing was wrong with her, him or them. That this was how it was always supposed to be.

Naruto clenched his jaw tight. His teeth clashed with each other, red chakra leaking everywhere. It was evening, the heartwarming sunsets always brought him peace. Today however no. Anbu reported a few photographs to him, his family Hinata and Himawari with Sasuke and Sarada. Who knew. Who knew. That bastard will go to his wife. Never has he felt this much raging jealousy for anyone. He works hard for the village doesn't mean he willingly sacrifices his family time. He saw. He saw the way Hinata was feeding him his favourite food. He saw how much gentleness Sasuke had in his eyes while looking at her. He saw how happy his kid was with Sasuke. He saw how Sarada looks at Hinata expecting love and affection. He saw how they perfectly fit together. And he can see how how Hinata will run with Sasuke through crazy.

It clogged his mind to think those treacherous thoughts. Regardless All the things he did he misses his wife, her cooking, her smile, her hugs, her naruto-kun, her kids and her home. He felt homesick when he himself did the treason. He was convinced an apology would do everything right. It failed. Before an apology things went waywire. Sasuke's presence itself spoke volume. The way he has moved on so quick vexed him.

Sakura-chan wants him. She wanted him to care for her, fight for her and make love to her. She came to him because she found those in him. How could Sasuke be so reckless with her was beyond him. Sakura-chan has always been precious. Her crying made him weak. He knows how badly she'll cry when she sees this photos. It hurts his heart to see her this broken. And he couldn't just couldn't see it. It angered him more how he left her, furious as how he went to his wife after that. He clenched those photos and put it safely in his robe. It had Hinata in there.

"Narutooo! " He heard someone shout. "Your chakra is leaking everywhere! Cool down will you! " Shikamaru frantically called him out on his behavior.

Naruto glared at him. "If you don't calm the fuck down we are calling Sasuke! " As if Shikamaru cared.

For a moment Naruto was enraged, his chakra flared then he calmed down. Shikamaru knew no matter what anyone achieves the rivalry between two will never be settled on ice. He knew Naruto will feel naked of his pride when Sasuke has to involved in something he did. The partisanship was never intentional but Sasuke always had his way. Fucking god favourites; for victory and debauchery.

"Shikamaru... "

"I told everyone this was to ensure something important. Sai made me feel like a bitch. "

"Sorry about that. I- uhhh"

"Yeah yeah you saw something that you weren't supposed to see. So many people yet yours is the most troublesome life. " He plopped on one of the chairs pitying the piles of work load.

"Don't be like that. "He was debating his inner self whether He should or shouldn't ask his right hand man about this situation. He remembers He denied his involvement in this mess but the guilt suppressed his urge of individualism. " What would you have done?you know in this situation? "

"Nothing. I wouldn't have been alive to do anything. " The dread that dripped from his voice made Naruto feel more terrible. Shikamaru would have never ever cheated. "Who would've thought even Naruto will cheat. "

He flinched when he said it out loud. 'Cheat' felt like a rasengan to his face. The glob of guilt was too much to swallow. "I don't know okay? Everytime I saw sakura-chan crying for teme made me feel bad, very very bad! "

"Ok." Shikamaru sighed. "What about the times Hinata would've cried? "

"Hinata?" Hinata knew? She suspected and Sasuke would've assured but she hasn't seen anything has she?

"Are you serious?" Shikamaru saw him with disgust. "All the times you made me your bloody messenger the only thing I wished for was to not see the aftereffects!"

"I-" He felt exasperated. "Do you think I haven't noticed the nasty clatter? I don't get lunch boxes anymore, dirty laundries come back dirty, my emails aren't responded, my calls go unanswered, she attends all the events by herself and my kids don't see me. Had it been not Sakura-"

"Shut the fuck up. "He eagerly took one cigg from his pocket. The corridors were filled with no smoking and society expected everyone to be ideal. Not all things go by phenomenal rules. "Damn the blame game. Put a fucking end to it." The hapless revolution of celestial bodies struck a time in which Temari had to see Hinata broke and hopeless in the memorial. Any other woman would've let things go, prayed for healing but it took Temari an hour to put 2 and 2 together, accuse Naruto of something no one would've demanded answers, even though she won't do anything it was a drag to drag her in this.

"I know I know. " He has never wanted to smoke this bad.

"You are an international news, Hyugas are not at there peak, Boruto isn't in the village either. Wrap up your shit before the dogs come sniffing. "

Naruto sighed.

Days were going pretty natural. Nothing felt out of place other than the guilt. Hinata and hima would do what they would, Sasuke and Sarada didn't feel like a guest anymore. Sarada more than willingly helped 'Hinata-san' in all her chores so did Hima. Only thing Hinata had to do was cook even then both of them where helping her around the kitchen. Sarada even taught Hima many basics of shinobi, 'Hima absorbs lessons like a sponge! ' Sarada once playfully quoted. Sasuke would give Sarada a few lessons here and there. He was very vigilant not to let her know too much, at the same time managed to teach her enough. On days Hinata would simply sit and stare at how gracefully he was making sarada break sweats. She was hypnotized by him.

'Sarada neechan is so strong! 'Hima once exclaimed mid dinner. She looked cheerful and full of admiration.

'No-I' sarada fumbled, if you observed enough you could actually spot the pink patches of reticence. 'It's whatever was taught in academy...! '

'The academy...? 'She mused. Her blue eyes shone with curiosity. Her mouth agaped, she leaned into sarada who was beside her. 'Tell me more!'

'Oh yes! 'Sarada reflected her excitement. 'It's a huge place where we go and learn about being a shinobi! They even teach us jutsus as well as integrated courses. You learn everyday! Somedays you have do your work yourself somedays you can team up! Baka Boruto is the only annoying thing there. 'She hhmmphed. She missed him, dearly yet daubed her emotions flawlessly, like father like daughter.

Discerning her own wording she fumbled even more, bashful of her behavior. 'No-i didn't mean it that way...' Hinata laughed, her bell like laughter made Hima chuckled and sarada sigh out of relief.

'So..., ' Hima put a huge chunk of food in her mouth. 'How do you go there? '

'Hima... We walk or take a metro. 'She quietly with patience made her understood the basics of living.

'So it's like the park?'

"Umm..,,, not exactly. " Sarada was not sure how to explain about the shinobi academy to a kid. 'Hinata-san has she never been to the academy?'

'Oh.. I've never really considered Hima being a shinobi...' She fiddled with her words, with Boruto he was mischievous; far more exposed to the shinobi world than she'd admit. His father being a hokage was a part of it but drive motivation was solely to be cool and have some of his father's attention. It was nostalgic, the father son dynamic. Hima is unlike Boruto curious but not spontaneous. She's level headed fast learner and her sweet sunflower daughter, Hima. How was a mother supposed to imagine her baby with weapons , moreso send her to experience that place?

'Himawari' sasuke called out making goosebumps rise in Hinata's skin, she knew his sleek tone never brought anything in her favour. She gulped, praying forth her vertebraes he doesn't manipulate anything drastic. 'What do you want to do? '

'Ummm,maybe play with mama, boru-nee, sarada-nee... ' she raised her fingers squinting her eyes, 'not much but yes I want to protect them too!' She grinned.

'How do you plan to do that? ' sasuke counter questioned.

'I dunno, sasu. You tell me.' She shrugged. 'What do you do? '

'What your hokage can't do. ' he stated proudly his smirk overflowing whole of the living room.

'Sasuke! ' hinata was irked. This little piece of abandoned shit-

'I protect the village from everywhere your Hokage can't reach. 'He clarified.

'How? ' hima asked, her eyes seems to be shining with stars.

'By being a shinobi-'

'Yesss! ' Hima jumped startling both sarada and Hina who were passing guilty glances over the table. 'That's what I want to become. A shi-no-bi. Shinobi. '

Hinata's heart stopped. A shinobi? She got flashes of what they've been through, the training, the missions, the war, the aftermath. Any nightmare she had was better than the reality she faced, not counting the worst sufferers of war. She didn't pry into people's life, everyone was pushed upon to be busy healing themselves, the present is glorious, the past was not. To keep the future glorious she knew shinobi's were likely to be driven, she couldn't just couldn't imagine her little daughter in the battlefield-

' and strong. ' sasuke declared. 'The shinobi who weren't strong couldn't protect themselves even family is a farfetched idea. To protect is to become strong enough yourself. '

'Oh' Hima realized. 'How do you become strong? '

'Withstand everything life throws at you, came your ambitions so strong that when death smiles at you, you smile back and rip out its own throat. 'He stated proudly.

'Sasuke!' Hinata was scandalized, this guy-

Hima giggled, 'Mama whatever sasu said after the first line I'm not thinking about it, 'kay? '

She was rendered speechless. Her daughter looked happy, 'happy' what does it really signify? Was she not happy when she became a shinobi? Trained for one? She didn't have a choice. As the first born of Hyuga leader she was imposed training schedules, gruesome sessions before she learnt to walk properly. That fucked her up all the way she'll admit;her confidence shrunk like wet tissues. Who's fault was it really? Bad parenting it was. Her mother died and father was an asshole when it came to parenting. Considering she grew up all on her own account, became kind and compassionate made friends of gem, life threatening missions that felt like thrilling adventures and a motherlike teacher; she had lots of fun. She misused her byakugan multiple times, lowkey loved when she got teased, yearned for Akamaru's playtime, learnt so much about bugs and insects, sometimes on purpose annoyed him and absolutely adored when pampered by her beloved neji nii. Neji nii; the only loss she couldn't withstand.

But this could be different, Hima wasn't Hinata. She is strong, lovely, brave and a genius unlike her. She was dull, shy and nothing really notable. If someone as ordinary as her could have so much, then why not her diamond of a daughter? She'll make sure bad parenting will not be an issue, she'll make sure nobody demeans her, she'll make her a sibling is not lost. It'll be an extra mile but for her daughter she'll do it. That's all she wanted to do for her family, a little rule making and shit ton of rule breaking, together. Generational trauma will be no biggie.

'I believe in you Hima. ' little decisions can and will make huge difference in life later so it's important she carefully carves all this minute details.

The kids were asleep she checked twice, the kitchen was clean and sasuke was nowhere to be found. Not she cared, if he was to ever get kidnapped the only people she'd be worrying would be the kidnappers. Tonight she wanted to be drunk and passed out, not care about anybody just intoxicated and euphoric. Her serotonin were working overtime and she'll enjoy, be silly all by herselves untill the rude sun decides to interrupt. She padded through the wooden stairs, dusty corners, balconies with a bottle of Gin. At this point in her life Tsunade; her obsession with Gin was very understandable.

There he was, sasuke sitting atop her house with few bottles of unopened alcohol and one opened; half emptied in his hands. "You're late, Hyuga. " He smirked, his milky sculpted face glitching with teenage tendencies.

"Talk when you have a kitchen to clean. " She rolled her eyes and plopped beside him taking sip from her own bottle. The alcohol burning her throat. Three sips later alcohol was already climbing up her brain. Later she steadily sipped alcohol while squinting her eyes at sasuke.

"Spit it out Hyuga. "

"Where were when-when Sarada was a kid? "

"In some corner of the world or a different dimension, why? " He leaned back, gap between his ankles widening.

"Tch." She frowned and slumped on her rooftop taking a huge sip. "I'm asking where the fuck where you when sarada was a child and needed a father!? With rage you stupid. "

"My answer remains same. "

"Ugh." Ignoring his smirks she drank more of her alcohol, it was on verge of finishing. "Why were you with your family from the last 13 fucking years!? "

"Didn't you hear? I save the village from everywhere your hokage can't. " Sasuke couldn't understand where this discussion was heading to or he was probably a little too much inebriated to make sense.

"Didn't you-Did you not ever had the urge to come home? To your wife? To your kid? "

Did he? He doesn't remember, if he doesn't remember then he probably didn't had anything that strong. "Dunno."

"That's a no!" She rolled the empty bottle when it didn't go far enough she kicked it.

"Why did you not love her enough? Fuck your wife's brains out? Showered her with kisses? Gave her more hugs? Massages?Flirted? Took her on dates? Screw that, not even write anything to her in 13 years! " She was crying with rage.

Why did he not? He was redempting he didn't deserve the love. He is the shadow hokage his presence in here would have only made the demons twitch.

"What the fuck is village protection!? What will do of pathetic civilization when you're family is falling apart?" She accused, screaming.

What will he do? Nothing. He doesn't care enough. Naruto is the beloved hokage with public support and sacrificial love. He doesn't has a ratass fuck to these village goodies, yeah his family was here. So what? He couldn't spot his own daughter regardless she choose to be with him, his wife is sucking someone else's dick and probably something disastrous has happened somewhere while he's losing consciousness here.

"Why did you not want to celebrate special days? Your anniversary? Her birthday? " What was triggering all these rambling? Hinata couldn't control herself.

Did he want to celebrate? Celebrate for what? When he was he supposed to come? He doesn't remember their anniversary, they married because she got pregnant. It would've been unfair if he snatched the right to be married from her after he impregnated her with his kids. It wasn't anything magical or shit, it was in a rundown shrine for all he could remember. Sarada's b-day? It was around summer, March-April Something. Karin delivered her, he was happy that time. He had a kid, someone with uchiha blood.

"Why did you not want to be a part of her parenting? Pat her after a tiring day? Treat her candies? Drop her at school, have a talk with her teachers? Ask them how your girl has been progressing?"

Did he not want? Personally he was quite sure his mental stability was not passable for good parenting, heck even mediocre parenting. He concluded Sakura alone will do better job at it than his previous births all unified. Even though people were over the fact that war left so many casualties, main source- Uchiha family his deduction about him getting respect was very skeptical. He just not wanted his only kid hating him while growing up. Sakura's head of medical department reputation alone was probably a good stepper for her why would he want to ruin it with emo-muderer-Sasuke reputation? Someday Sarada would've asked 'why papa? ' what was he supposed to answer? Procrastinated and procrastinated only to find her all the blood relatives where slited by her uncle to prevent war which happened nevertheless.

"Why do you not care, sasuke? "

Did he not care? He did. He has been wondering in all the places people can't imagine to keep this village safe, to make sure no other apocalypse strikes under their eyes, him being not available in the village prevented more attacks then he is ever getting credit for.

"Why do you not care, love, specifically more and more for your family, Sasuke?"

Good question, he felt personally attacked. First off what the fuck is love specifically? It was a decision to either fuck her wife, play home with his kid or protect the dumpward of a village from babykins of all the holy sinisters. He was inclined towards the latter, vote of thanks to itachi.

"You won't understand-"

"Bullshit. All these are excuses if you wanted to you could've done so. " She rolled over towards him grabbing one of his bottles.

Excuses? If he wanted to could he have done so? Visit or even write frequently? Probably if he would've really wanted, taken them on vacations? Remembered specific dates and sent gifts? Couldn't have been able to keep his hands off sakura? Kissed? Flirted? Dated? He did nothing, he didn't had the will to do. What exactly did he feel when he caught them fucking? It shattered something in him, love? Trust? Comradeship? Love is what he can call Hyuga's for the dobe. She knew months before still hanged on because she had the stupidest hope that maybe he'll apologize and return. She probably still does. He walked out, unequivocally exasperated. Did he just got rid of something he wanted to-

Damn.

But He cared for his daughter, he dearly did. Could, can and will forfeiture any materialistic thing this world has to offer for her. He visualized bright future for her and she will get it, he will make sure of it. With Sakura here who was fairly strong, owner to the best medical treatments and good relations with viallagers she had a sturdy foundation to work on; a place to belong unlike Sasuke. Looking at Hinata, Sakura was precisely not the only place he can call safe.

"Could've done what? Are you fucking accusing me for all of this? "

"I hear a confession. " She grabbed the bottle broke the seal and started drinking. It tasted funny at least that's what her facial expressions conveyed.

"I don't love her. "

Ugh.

Shit.

They paused. Hinata went silent, the wind gushing above them through the trees making vacuum sound. Sasuke didn't feel so confined anymore. He tossed the empty bottle to one end, grabbed another one.

"I was guilty. " Why was he opening up? He should shut his mouth before he regrets anything. "After war Naruto and Kakashi told me how much she did for me. Everywhere. I. Went. I was in my own dilemma to put a tag on somebody else's value in my life. The war fucked me, I was too emotionally damaged to look for love. I felt guilty that somebody did so much for me actively the least I can give is my last name, later I trusted her with my kid. I was grateful for her, team 7 for all they did for me. Nobody asked me whether I reciprocated her feelings all just assumed she loved me so I do too. Love is a vague idea ,so yes, I did love her as in I do to my daughter but was never in love with her. " He chugged down more of alcohol.

If only Sakura could hear it...

"But" He placed the alcohol aside, with shots of limitless honesty in him he caught Hinata's hand; one holding the liquor, the other audacity and locked them above her head with his only arm. "You loved didn't you? Let him fuck your brains out? Showered him with kisses? Gave him more hugs? Massages?Flirted? Took him on dates? Screw that, you've been believing in him, loved him, in love with him since when? Since you were a toddler probably. Then why did he made love to somebody else? "He asked her.

Hinata bit her lips, too hard they were bleeding, she flapped her wrists, tried to kick him with her strait legs but he was too strong. She quivered.

All the memories; good, bad and worst reverberating in her brain. She did do all those, more than that, more than she'll ever admit, more than anybody will ever know. Then why did he cheat? Why did he went to someone else when low? Why did he touch someone else when needy? Why did he...why did he choose someone else when she was her? Naked of all she had. Was she not enough? Was it her creepy eyes? Pale skin? Lithe body? Personality? Designation? Soul?

"You're a pathetic twit for accusing yourself of all the nasty things he did. "

Her limbs loosened, she started weeping, chest heaving with "Let go, Sasuke." Weeping is not the same thing as crying, It takes your whole body to weep, and when it`s over, you feel like you don't have any bones left to hold you up. She was struggling to even catch a wisp of air.

"No. " He declared. He won't let go. Not reaching for help, not letting someone hold you when you unravel your misery is why you go insane. He will in no humane ways let her that way. He will hold her until the moon kicks them out, sun pokes hot acid and the birds screech in their ears.

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