Chapter 5: Rope

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IF LOOKS CAN KILL, ALL MY ENEIMES WOULD BE DEAD

TW: SUICIDE

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After school I went home as always. Since my dad was here, he would make food for the others. But there would never be enough for me. Always. But it's fine. At least I can eat ramen! Ramen! Yummy Ramen! Shikamaru walked with me.

"Hey Shika, you know you're a great friend and a better man in general. Make sure you work hard and have a good famliy. Make sure you live the life you want. Tell your mom and dad I said thanks." I looked down at my shoes. We were In front of my house.

"What's wrong?" Shikamaru asked trying to peek at my face. I looked up at him and flashed my trusty smile. "Nothing. Bye Shikamaru." I turned around and walked inside, leaving him confused. As I took off my shoes, I was greeted by my remaining family members in the living room. They were expecting me. "What?" I asked.

"I'm sorry Naruto! I tried to stop them!" Ino cried as she ran into my arms. I ran my fingers through long, silky, smooth, blonde hair. "What's wrong?" I asked. My dad cleared his throat.

"Well Naruto, we are- how do I say this?" My Dad tapped his chin.

"You're tossing him out on the streets!" My brother, Deidara yelled.

"Deidara! You're here! Wait- you're abandoning me?" I raised my voice. "Yeah, sorry about that Naruto." My Dad- no- Minato said.

"What! You can't just say sorry like it's-" I was cut off.

"Shut up. You leave tomorrow." Gaara said. Not bothering to look at me.

I still hand Ino in my arms. "Ino, make sure you turn out to be a great woman. Don't let any boys bring you down. Men are stupid. Make sure you can achieve your dream. Make me proud and be that famous world wide fashion designer. I love you, ya' know. Make sure you understand that you will forever be my little sister." I said as I lightly pushed her off.

"Naruto." She said softly as more tears fell down her check. I turned towards my big brother. I hugged him. "Naruto, I'm sorry. If I came here sooner-" "Deidara, same goes for you. Don't let men bring you down from achieving your goal. When you're a scientist, make sure you don't skip any meals, alright. Make sure you don't accidently destroy the earth, ya' know." I chuckled along with Deidara. "I won't. But why are you talking like we won't ever see each other?" He asked. I simply ignored the question and turned to my- I mean- Minato.

"You used to be my Father so I never said harsh words to you, nor did I show Harsh action towards you even though I know you hate me and want me to die. I will die sooner than you think. But no matter what I still love you. Mom would be disappointed." I turned toward Gaara. "What the hell did you mean by you dying? Is it because I told you to kill yourself? I was joking about that." Gaara scoffed.

"I hope you turn into a better person." I said as I reached towards the back door. something was tugging on my pants. I looked down. "Kurama?" I questioned. "What?" I looked at Ino. "I brought him here." She answered. Her blue eyes were red and puffy. I nodded and held Kurama. "I'm sorry. I should've been a better friend. Don't let humans get in your way. Ya' know, if you were a human, you would be a great one. Bye." I said as I put him down. I opened the back door before having one last look at my family.

I walked out the backdoor. There we a lot of tall trees. I went to the shed where there was a rope. I had already placed it in boiling water in glue so it wouldn't been frizzly. I tied it up the tallest tree in the backward. I placed it over my neck. I was on a stool on my tippy-toes. I kicked the stool. The rope was getting tighter and tighter. I didn't struggle. I felt myself slipping away from life. I heard barking. Kurama's barking. My vision was blurry. I saw a blur of 3 heads of blonde hair and 1 redhead, frantically calling my name and running towards me. I smiled.

If looks can kill, all my enemies would be dead. Looks like I....

I blacked out before finishing my thought.

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Sorry It was short!!!! I didn't have any motivation! Forgive Me!

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