Chapter 8: Can't Think of a Name
Naomi's Pov:
It was silent as Kakashi and I walked toward his house, I kept my eyes on the ground as Kakashi pretends to read his Icha Icha Paradise book while sneaking worried glances at me. As we enter the house Kakashi decided he wanted to talk to me 'It's probably going to be some shit about him caring.' After sitting Kakashi started "Naomi would you tell me if you were dying?" his question took me by surprised I thought he was going to yell at me or hit me after all they always do. It wasn't that I answered or that I looked him in the eyes that shocked him it was how I said it "Would you care if I told you that I already am?" I said looking him in the eyes with a pitiful broken smile.
Still shocked he stuttered "W-what?" "You heard me would you care." "Of course b-but Naomi are you actually dying?" My hair shield my face as tears began to fall from my eyes as I clenched my hands together. I curled into myself as my hands gripped my hair as my body shook tears fell from my eyes. I didn't notice Kakashi had picked me up but he didn't say anything just held me as I continued to cry.
'The only reason he's treating you like this is out of pity and because he doesn't know that I'm drowning in innocent blood.' Even when I had finished crying Kakashi continued to hold me whispering sweet promises.I knew...I knew as he repeated those sweet words I'd heard so many times before that.....that they were nothing but broken empty promises. But just this once I allowed myself to listen as he told me promises of the happy,and free life I deserved. And maybe...just maybe I'll allow myself to believe them this time.
Third Person Pov:
When Naomi's breathe even out Kakashi gently carried her into her room, taking off her shoes and jacket he placed them near the door. He carefully laid placed Naomi on her bed and covered her with the blanket. Just as he was about to leave Kakashi felt a small tug on his shirt, turning around Naomi she was holding onto his shirt in her sleep. Before he could remove her hand he stopped "Don't" he listened as he heard Naomi's quiet voice " Don't...don't leave me...Oto-san" Kakashi's eyes(uh..erh eye?) widened.
Kakashi's Pov:
'Sh-she called me Oto-san' smiling slightly I quietly picked up Naomi and carried her into my room. After changing into some pajama pants I laid down next to Naomi letting her curl up into my side as I drifted off into sleep 'I'll protect you Naomi you'll never suffer again.'
But does he actually care .....because after all who'd love the already broken.
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