I hate what I see in the mirror

Getting Ready For Summer Break PT.1

[Author's note: sorry if this chapter is a bit cringy!! I re-wrote it soooo many time and basically just gave up so sorry, I promise it's this way to move the plot along!]

Naruto's POV-

I tightened my grip and tried to roll over in my bed but found that, when I tightened my grip something in my arms groaned. Then when I tried to roll over it seemed that there was weight on my arm. I reluctantly opened my eyes and was met with a stunning sight.

Sasuke's face was mere inches away from mine. He was asleep, his ebony black hair was messy and fell over his thin face. He looked so peaceful and soft in his sleep. I reached up my hand and gently stroked his cheek. His skin was dry, too dry for my comfort! It worried me! It worried me how much he didn't take care of himself.

I leaned in and pressed my lips to his forehead before I slowly slid him off of my arm and started to scuttle out of bed.

I finally got him to move off of me without waking him up. I shivered as I slid out of the covers, remembering at that moment that I was still completely naked. I thought I would go and take a shower while I waited for Sasuke to wake up. So I wrapped myself with one of my family's expensive bathrobes that they had gotten me for Christmas years ago. I'm not sure how I still fit it. Not only did I grow two feet taller in the last couple of years. I also started working out. Meaning I'm a lot more jacked than I was back then.

I got a fresh set of clothes as well and decided to go to the main bathroom down the hall to shower instead of the one in my room. I was less likely to wake Sasuke up that way.

As I opened the door to the bathroom my heart sank. There were a few drops of blood here or there on the floor, a bloody razor, and many things knocked over. All from Sasuke's relapse yesterday.

I put my things down on the counter and began to clean the mess.

I felt my heart wrench in my chest as the memories of having to see him that way filled my head. I hated having to watch someone I love so much, be in the same pain I was in. I know his pain, I felt it. Though, while I've felt his pain, I haven't felt his fears. Despite the way I come off I'm not an idiot (Though I struggled to believe that for years)

I can tell he's afraid. Something or someone has him living in fear, even if he won't admit it, and I'm pretty sure I know who it is. The way he speaks of his father, it... it's not normal. I think his father's doing something to him he shouldn't be doing, though I have no proof. Sasuke's been pretty good at keeping his mouth shut about anything his father's doing. But I swear if I find out that man's doing something to him... I'll make his life a living hell till the day he dies. Hurt me as much as you want, I can take it, I'm strong enough, I wasn't always but I got help, I got better and I got stronger. Sasuke is nowhere near that point, he's fragile, he's a shattered piece of glass that's barely being held together by its frame. Even if he won't say it out loud, he has his head only inches above the water and I refuse to let him drown. No matter how many people are trying to pull him down.

As I got a wet rag and started to wipe up the blood on the floor I noticed something. Over in the corner that Sasuke was huddled over in. When I got over to it I realized it was his phone. As I picked it up the screen turned on, showing me he had new texts from, Sakura?! Why the fuck was she texting Sasuke?!

I was pissed! Beyond pissed! Without thinking I clicked the messages and it took me to his texting app, showing me the texts she and him sent. (Guess he doesn't have a password)

I scrolled back to see the texts she sent earlier today and what the fuck?! What was she doing with a picture of me and Sasuke?! What right did she have to take a picture of us at that time of night?! That perverted little!