Barely Holding On (OcxOC Naruto story)

11~ Notes

~Rino POV~

I kept running. I ran straight to the only place that came to my mind.

The graveyard.

I slowly walked up to my mom's grave, and dropped a flower I found along the way on it. I then went to Jules' as I hugged her headstone, crying. I placed a few flowers on top of hers as well.

Then I started walking towards his grave.

On my way over there my knees started to shake, and I could barely hold up my own weight anymore. Right before I reached his grave, I collapsed, and at that moment it started to rain. I slowly inched my way towards his grave, and hugged it when I reached it, sobbing as I wished for just a few more minutes with him.

A few more minutes to see his adorable smile. 

To feel the way his arms felt around me when we hugged. 

To feel how soft his lips were every time we kissed.

To even just see his face clearly again, not like I always end up picturing it right before he fell into my arms, dying.

When he died, instead of his usual cheerful eyes that were always filled with life, they were replaced by ones with the light starting to fade from them, and they looked scared for the first time ever. Instead of his usual smile that always managed to brighten up your day no matter how bad it was, it was replaced by one looking full of regrets, sadness, and apology.

Today was the day. 3 years ago, when it happened. 

I looked at his headstone as I traced over his name carefully. Kailo Rowa. I then traced over the saying he used to always say to me, carved into a rock next to his grave.

'The fate of the world is always in your hands. It may not be the fate of the world itself, but the fate of your world, that you can control. Only you can choose what happens to the fate of your world. The fate of your world isn't what happens to you in it, it's how you respond to it. You can't control everything that happens to you, that's true, but only you can choose how you respond to it.'

He used to say that to me all the time, and I always loved listening to him say it because he always sounded so confident when he did.

I then grabbed a cigarette out of the last pack he ever gave me, and my sister's lighter, and smoked. I only smoke from that pack of cigarettes on his death anniversary.

"Screw you for giving me this habit." I said to him, like I was expecting him to respond.

After I finished smoking it, I layed it in front of the rock I carved his saying into, got up slowly, and went home.

I walked through the door quickly, and went straight to my room, shutting and locking the door behind me. I knew my dad wasn't going to be home tonight since it was a Friday, so I was good. I sat at my desk, pulled out 3 pieces of paper, and a pen, then started to write.

Damn that was a fun chapter to write. I'm really happy with how it turned out. Also sorry if it's a bit short. Anyways thanks for reading I hope you have a good day/night, and just know you're worth it (especially you Jamie if you're reading this). :)

~Z

Total word count~ 572