Barely Holding On (OcxOC Naruto story)

5~ The Day Fate Cursed Me

TW~ Character death, abuse, violence, and language in this chapter

~Rino POV

As soon as he walked in the door, I looked into his eyes for a split second, and I knew my prediction was correct. My dad, Nakuro, walked through the hallway, and passed me, walking towards the kitchen. I could tell as soon as he walked by me that he'd been drinking, as always. The smell of alcohol always makes me nauseas, and I felt like throwing up right there, but I knew things would be a lot worse if I did, so I just held it in and pretended like nothing was wrong.

I hated Saturdays. My least favorite day of the week. Most people love Saturdays. It's the weekend so everyone loves it, except for me. Why did he have to ruin such a good day like Saturday?

Fridays weren't that good either. He died on a Friday. I almost died on a Friday. That would've made Friday my favorite day. I want to die. That's all I've wanted for a long time. I feel like it's calling me at this point. Maybe I should go.

He came back from the kitchen looking really mad, when I realized I never put the dishes away. Oh no I was really gonna get it now, I knew it was gonna be one of the worst ones in a while. I mentally scolded myself for getting too caught up in grieving over Jules, and forgetting to put the dishes away. Maybe he would do it enough that he would finish me off this time. That would be nice. He wouldn't want to though. Then he wouldn't have anyone to beat around like a weak puppy.

He entered back into the living room where I was standing, and he didn't waste any time and, gave the first blow. His fist hit me hard in the jaw making me wince in pain as I fell to my knees, but I knew I needed to get up as quick as I could, so I could get as short of a time as possible.

He started screaming "I'm the only one that ever does anything for this family, I go out and bust my ass all day long while you can't even put some fucking dishes away." The next blow was a slap hard across my face, making me stumble for a second, then I caught my balance again.

"This is for your own good." 

The next blow came quicker than I expected, catching me off guard as his foot struck me in the ribs, making me fall over on the ground. 

"You pathetic, stupid, selfish, waste of space." 

He kicked me hard again, this time hitting me in the chest. I curled up in a ball due to the pain. More blows came, but I wasn't registering the pain. I was too busy remembering that day. Trying to hold onto my mothers smile before she left that day. She had a nice smile. I miss her. I miss him. I miss her too.

I still remember that night like it was yesterday even though I was only 3 when it happened.

Flashback

"Moooooom, I'm hungry," I complained.

"Ok baby, I'll go to the store, and get some food." She said as she smiled at me.

"Jules, I'm going to go buy you some more food for your brother, I'll be right back, don't worry." It was my mom, with her gentle teal eyes, and calm smile. "Bye hunny, I'll be back in a few."

"Ok." that was my dad, reading his newspaper and drinking his coffee like he did every morning. I layed in my room trying to get comfortable, waiting for my mom to get back with the food, I was hungry.

Timeskip about an hour and a half later

"Hello?" It was my dad's voice answering the phone. 

"Yes this is him." 

He sounded a little worried with his sharp, light green eyes widening. 

"What do you mean she's dead, what happened?" He said frantically, as he got up from his chair and started pacing. "I'll be there in 10 minutes." He sounded sad, for the first time ever. 

"Jules, Rino, get in the car we need to go down to the leaf police force right now." He'd never sounded so upset in his life. Me and Jules got in the backseat of the car. Jules had a worried look on her face.

"Jules, what's wrong?" I asked.

"I don't know, and that's what scares me," she responded.

We arrived at the police headquarters 10 minutes later when the chief, Fumano, came to talk to us. I had trouble understanding what he was saying because I was 3 and didn't understand very much. Jules and my dad started sobbing as I tugged on Jules' shirt sleeve,

"Jules, What's wrong, why are you and daddy crying?"

She kneeled down as she wiped tears from her eyes and said, "Mommy had to go somewhere, and we won't being seeing her again."

Her face saddened even more when she saw the look on my face as I was trying to hold back tears.

"Did she die?" I asked as I was about to cry.

"Yes," Jules responded as she began to break into tears again. Seeing her crying made me believe it was ok to cry, so I did.

End of flashback

A/N~ So It's now 2am the same day as the last chapter and I've written all 3 of these chapters in one night. I probably should go to bed, but I'm at least gonna start the next chapter before I do so, because I have so many ideas on my mind. Thanks for reading :)

~Z

Total word count: 944