I'm drunk off my ass again. Naruto keeps trying to call me but I just need to think I need to be alone. I throw the empty whisky bottle at the wall as hard as I can, It shatters.
Why did I get involved with him?
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I call Sasuke's phone once more. It makes me worried. What if he is sick, or dead? It's been three days since the last time I had contact with him.
I rush to my shower and start scrubbing my hair.
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It's been three days. I pick up my phone that has 157 missed calls, 139 of them from Naruto. I dial his number to call him back. I wait a minute and it goes to his voicemail.
"Hey Naruto," I clear my throat so I don't choke up. "You are amazing. The only person who could ever make me smile. The only person who knows about my strengths and weaknesses, but we just can't be together anymore." a single tear trickles down my cold pale face. I hang up.
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I step out of the shower then grab my phone. One missed call from Mr.Uchiha, and a voice mail.
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I have a question. Is this story to dramatic? Or is it okay? I always question my work because I want it to be good enough. Which there is no good enough for me when it comes to my work. But yeah, thanks for answering, thanks for reading ❤
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FanfictionSasuke and Naruto meet at a ramen restaurant and Sasuke drops his wallet,Naruto returns it to him then Naruto finds out more about him until one day disaster strikes.(2022 Update, this story is very cringy read at your own risk lmao)
