Irresistible

Bloodshot Eyes

[Flashback]

Summer- it's the season I absolutely hated. All the guys in Suna would strip down to their boxers or swim trunks, whichever they had on, and jump into the nearest body of water. It was honestly like a sauna here In Suna.

The heat, the stench of sweat was horrible. I wanted to leave this place, well that was until I met a certain red haired boy. I had saw him around school, Sunagakure Middle School, and around town of course. For some reason he was hated, picked on, for having feminine features. I found them quite cute and attractive..

I stood up for the red head the first day of sixth grade and we hit it off very quickly. I'd tell him I didn't wanna go home, although I never explained why, and he'd tell me the same thing.

The beginning of seventh grade year I caught myself feeling jealous whenever a pretty girl would get the courage to introduce herself to the red head. I already knew I didn't feel attraction towards females by that age, though I kept it to myself.

The summer between seventh and eighth was when I got my first kiss, the red head was the owner of those lips of course. They felt and tasted exactly how I thought they'd be, smooth and sweet. After the first kiss I couldn't get enough.

The first night we actually "spent" together was at a park, in the small treehouse above the playground. We were both 15 by then. It wasn't wild and crazy, it was more awkward and uncomfortable but it was still out of love.

The night I came home and found both my parents unresponsive on the floor of the rotten apartment we called home, the red head was the first person I called. He was there for me, giving me a shoulder to cry on while the police loaded up my parents lifeless bodies. That was the night I truly knew he was the one for me, that was until the night he took his own life..

My eyes couldn't take the scene in front of them. My lover, my boyfriend, shooting up in an alley with a couple of guys I had seen with my dead parents before. I knew he had been less loving and had lost weight but I never would've thought-

"How could you?! After everything you saw my parents go through?!" I screamed as I pushed the red head into the brick wall. "Don't let me lose you too!" I screamed. The look on his face shattered my heart, there was no emotion of love glowing on his face. There was only hate, angry, and a bit of lust showing. He quickly pried my hands from him and shoved me back into the opposite wall of the alley.
"You don't know a damn thing, fucktard!" He yelled as his fists collided with my jaw. All i could look at was his bloodshot eyes. His perfect, stunning eyes were ruined now by a stupid fucking addiction.

My boyfriend disappeared every few days after that, returning back to me only for sex and nothing more. I stayed, why? Because I truly loved this bastard of a man. We were both only 16, he was an addict that was addicted to drugs and I was addict that was addicted to him. The nights he was gone left me heartbroken and lonely, crying until every pillow was soaked with my tears. The nights he was there left me in pain as he pounded into me dry, blood pooling and staining the mattress of the dirty cheap hotel.

"I'm so sorry, Naruto.. So fucking sorry.." That's what the red head mumbled the night he came home with a knife in his gut. He was paler than he should be, he reeked of illegal drugs, and he was skin and bones. He was scared to go to the hospital, luckily for me I use to patch my parents up all the time whenever they got into a bad drug deal. I received several punches from my lover as I pulled the blade out of him before I quickly patched it. I watched him sleep that night, I watched as his chest rose with every breath, I watched as his lips would part every now and again to mumble words I couldnt hardly make out. I drifted off to sleep that night hoping that when I woke up, I wouldn't be alone.

He was gone the next morning, leaving me once again in a haze of sorrow and pain. That's when I started taking up liquor. The taste helped keep most of the pain and tears at bay. Three weeks pasted after I last saw the red head I called my boyfriend. I had convinced myself that he wasn't coming back, well until he opened the door to that cheap hotel room that smelt of alcohol.

He held a gun to my head as he ravished my body, I didn't fight- it was my boyfriend after all wasn't it- I kept my mouth shut, only opening it when he would say to. The pain that shot through my body as he slammed into me unprepared over and over again was indescribable.

"Gaara- please stop..!" I breathed out, tears now flowing down my cheeks. He pulled out of me, whacking me aside the head with the butt of his pistols as he fixed his pants. He was to out of it to realize what exactly was going on. His eyes held sadness this time, the only emotion of humanity I had seen in him in awhile. He chewed at his bottom lip as if thinking of something to say.
"You're a hinderance to me." He mumbled out, "you don't- I don't-" he couldn't finish his sentence being in his current state. He lunged forward pressing his lips against me, deeply and passionately. I could feel the love, the passion he put into that kiss and I whimpered as he pulled away. He caressed my face and gave his breathtaking smile. I felt like maybe, just maybe he could be saved...

"I'm sorry, Naruto." He whispered as he pointed the loaded gun down at the ground. A smile crept on my face, but it was soon buried again. He took a deep breath as he looked up at me. He smiled again as he brought the gun to his head and just like that- I watched the last person that meant anything to me die in front of my eyes...

[Present Day]

"Gaara- you bastard, you shelfish bastard. Fuck you for leaving me here. Fuck you all for leaving me alone.."