My Bad Habit

Ino Dear

I got bored so i started writing again, i think we are on a roll here, im also thinking of creating my own book with my own characters, what do you all think?

Chapter 21: Ino Dear

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Ino POV:

I sigh as I watch my Shika drive away from my window. We had cuddled the rest of the day until it was time to go home, and after a long night of deliberation I had a fish dream, and decided to keep whatever may be growing inside of my uterus at the moment.

You may think its strange but fish dreams are sacred and my mom says the women of our family have it when its a blessed child. She had one when she was pregnant with me and so forth back in the long long Yamanaka bloodline. I figure it would be not only a good thing because I would be able to be there for my family. I don't blame my mother for what happened between us but I wish our pride wasn't the same, it's now apparent to me that she had some personal issues.

*flashback*

"Ino dear, I don't think this is a good idea, in fact its a stupid one." My mother looked at my project indifferently and unimpressed. It's my cell project for school and my science teacher wanted a model showing all organelles. I asked mom for help but this constructive criticism was not very constructive.

"Mom, I tried my best can you help me reattach the ribosomes?" I try to get some type of reaction other than disdain, but my efforts show no results.

"Ino dear, if this is your best you might as well drop out now. If the teacher gives you a B of all things god only knows what your future will be like, first its the ribosomes are out of place and next thing you know, you get pregnant!" She exclaims with fear in her eyes, looking at me but not really cause it seems as if she is looking into a distant future. My mother always spouts this crap because dad knocked her up in high school. I'm not her. "Mom, just because you did, doesn't mean that I will." I roll my eyes in irritation, was she going to help me or not? That type of stuff didn't even really interest me, I'm still in elementary for god's sake!

I guess something snapped in her because her head swiveled so close to me and said, "you know what Ino, you are so right my dear... if only I had taken that pill, I would be a successful surgeon right now..." she trails off and gets a blank look in her eyes. I'm used to her jabs because it's true, she probably could have, but I didn't tell her to keep me! I just happened to be the child. Anger swells up in me rapidly and I feel my face heat up in anger as she continues to look off into nothingness. I breathe heavy, thinking of her harsh words over the short years of my life.

"Ino dear, don't get fat, it wouldn't be becoming of you, you have to be the perfect mistake."

"Ino dear, why aren't you getting it? I feel if I would have planned you, you would have a better memory."

"Ino dear, we don't play with those unbecoming boys, they were mistakes just like you, you all don't need a clubhouse to fornicate."

Like mom, what the hell does fornicate even mean? I'm ten years old! Tears well up in my eyes as I look at the woman who is supposed to be my mother. Why is she like this? She doesn't care about anything but a useless image! How I look to everyone, and she doesn't even look at me herself unless it's in annoyance or disdain. I'm practically vibrating with anger as I shout out loud.

"Well if it's that horrible having a daughter like me just leave!"

She snaps her head back in my direction and does the strangest thing; she smiles, gets up, and before she leaves the door, she softly claims in a cold voice, "Just know, you said it, not me." With that she closes the front door behind her, leaving me crying with my cell project. I vow right here and right now I will never again be treated like a stupid fool, by my mom, or anyone.

*end of flashback*

I sigh thinking of the last time I spoke to my mother. She really did never come back. One thing about me though, I promise to never make my child feel stupid or less than, in truth, I want to be this child's best friend. I had a perfect example of what not to do even if I did turn out okay, I'm just thankful my dad was there to help and he had been waiting for a divorce anyways. I realize something on that thought.

My God! I'm not married!

I'm having a baby out of wedlock, as a teen, I guess mom was right to a degree. I smile at the thought, still, there's nothing I would change it for.

"Ino! Where the hell is my car?!" I hear my dad downstairs and my stomach drops to my ass. Shit! Double shit!!

I snatch out my phone texting Shika to bring back my dad's car while thinking up an excuse. By the time my dad barges in my room my story is made. he raises a single brow at me and taps his foot awaiting an answer to his missing car. "Dad I went to sleep over at Sakura's and we carpooled to Hinata's and she ended up dropping everybody off at home, I just texted Sakura to come drop it off when she gets the chance." He narrows his eyes and I try not to look nervous. I am not used to lying to this guy, what can I say?

"Were you with Shikamaru?" He hits it spot on but I keep my poker face up.

"No father, you know Shika, he only hangs with Choji." I save myself from the most awkward talk ever.

"Then why did I see you hop out of his fathers car, with him speeding off?" He gives a look of victory.

Well shit, I'm screwed. Plus my thoughts spoke too soon.

"Well..." I say hesitantly. "Well?" He repeats.

I blush as I force it out, "Me and Shika are dating, and we went to their family cabin on the mountains for a movie night. I'm sorry I lied father, I just wouldn't know how you would react, I left the car at Shika's. Sorry again." I clean up my excuse nicely. I use prayer hands when I bow, praying to the great gods above I don't get chopped. I stretch the truth because would you tell your father you were getting folded like a pretzel? Yea I don't think so.
I guess my prayers worked because the chop never came. I nervously peep open an eye and see him smile looking away from me, which brings back unwarranted memories of my mother, great, another bridge burned with the last parent who cared enough to stay.

"You know what Ino dear? I approve of Shikamaru. He's a smart young man, and he has his on straight, he's alright with me as long as you promise me a formal dinner where I can get under his skin, AND to let me know when and where you go with the boy." He surprises me with his words and I almost get whiplash with how fast my head snapped up in his direction, both eyes wide and starting to brim with tears. I rush to hug him and we crash as I keep thanking him and thanking him.

He stops my thanking by giving a pointed look, "and just because I trust you doesn't mean to go out running wild. Granted you've been the easiest kid to raise, and practically raised me up some too, but it would be a shame to burn yourself out like your mother. I never told you this but she was a smart girl, then got into college and ran out. She drank, smoked, and inhaled all she could, and you know how pharmacy students are, mixing their own concoctions... well anyways the point of the matter is don't fry your brain from having too much fun and end up regretting it later, you have your whole life ahead of you. I love you Ino, I'll ask Shikaku to return my car later on." With a pat on my shoulder that gives off 'good talk' energy, dad lumbers past me and to his bedroom down the hall without another word.

Wow. My father didn't even give me a boy talk, I just got a low key addict talk. Not what I was expecting but definitely more welcome than a sex talk, especially since he's a little late. Also, it really did clear up some things about my mother, and it made me wonder, how many of those times where she reprimanded and insulted me, was she high off her ass?

The thought makes me scowl.

Well father you won't have to worry about any drugs taking over this brain anytime soon. I smile to myself in my own little world thinking of baby colors, and thank god it's with a clear state of mind.