Save Me (Short Story)

Save Me

///A/N: Hello everyone! Im UchihaSarah926 and I'm kinda new to wattpad!!

I pretty much am gonna use this for my off base stories and potentially some of my longer series if I decide to post them!!!

I really don't expect much comments or anything (there's some sort of vote thingy here?) but anything helps!!!

So yeah

Love you

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P.S: forgive me if it looks weird when you read it...I don't know how this works all too well

Thanks again!!!

~Sarah

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Stuff to remember!!

" . . . . ." the dots equals a time skip

" " quotations equals speech

' ' equals someone's thoughts

~~ these are just spacers to keep the story and my input intact

(So sorry for confusing you all)

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"Save Me..."

I stir the mixture that makes up the cleaning solution that I use to clean the kitchen, watching the colors of both green and blue mix perfectly and create a teal color. I begin to clean the kitchen when I hear the front door open. Sounds of soft footprints disrupts me in my trance of cleaning...

I wait for him to come in and whisper a quick hello and ask the same "how was your day?" like I always do each day.

He doesn't come...

I focus on the sounds of him walking around as his footsteps pause near the kitchen, hesitant, before turning, moving quickly but quietly - as his pace always is - down the hall towards the bedroom we share.

I stand there and wait, straining my ears to hear better. The door to the bedroom we share opens and closes softly....he doesn't come back...

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I stare at his plate, a meal he usually eats after long days at work, quietly as our routine is each day. I quietly get up and begin to wrap the food in plastic and place it in the fridge. He'll be hungry tomorrow and can have it as a lunch if he still wants it. I resume cleaning and eventually zone out, entering a small, hazy world of my deep thoughts and memories...

Staring at my ring, I am brought back to a familiar, yet lost memory. His proposal. Wasn't like any you would expect - you know, the bending down on one knee, the gleam in his eyes as he asks for you to be by his side forever...his was more of a desperate attempt. He said nothing, holding out the ring, staring at me. Looking into his eyes, he seemed tired, sadness evident slightly in his dark eyes...

Noticing my staring, he stiffened slightly, bring back his cold stare he was born with, making you believe he wasn't staring at you, but THROUGH you. I really don't know what happened after that...I was pretty much in a daze from that day until after our marriage.

He was still distant after we got married, only coming into contact with me every now and again between meals and sleep. He seems to want to do more than that, but then again...he was never socially active to begin with, like myself...

Such sad eyes...years of pain and suffering...

Does he not was me to see those eyes?

That side of him?