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Chapter 78: The Broken, The Angry, The Riddle

Chapter 78: The Broken, The Angry, The Riddle

A few days passed since Nia had experienced what she did in the genjutsu she was tricked into. She was laying in her bed with her curtains closed and sheets just above her lips as tears rolled over the bridge of her nose.

She was still upset over what she had experienced. Still upset that she couldn't get Naruto to come to his senses. Still upset that the beast within him had murdered her in cold blood. It was all so traumatizing.

Like a horrible nightmare, it played again in her mind as if somehow her brain was unwilling to let the images go and in it's attempt to analyse them it made her see it all over again. Simple ideas, simple things she had to get done that day slipped through her mind like so much sand in an hour glass. Her face had an unhealthy look to it and her eyes were hardly open as she stared at the blank white wall in front of her.

She knew the more she tried to suppress it the more it would play again, but she couldn't help it. In moments, she was back in those dark events with the cold blackness pushing in on her.

It had been a while since she had seen the blonde. She needed some space from him and she was glad that he'd give her what she needed and allow her to recollect her thoughts and emotions. He was always so considerate of her... even if she didn't deserve to be treated in such a way.

Her gaze then went to the teddy bear on the floor to the side of her bed. She reached for it and hugged it close to her chest. It was the same one the genin had gave her as a present the night of the festival.

She found herself thinking about his laugh and how it always somehow lifted her spirits even in her most depressing moments. His face had a softness even when it came to rest, as if he lacked the inner bitterness most people clearly had. She thought about how he knows who he is and is comfortable with himself.

She absolutely admired that about him. He was so confident... not arrogant, but assured in himself. He was so ambitious.

He was also inspiring—one of a kind.

She then thought about herself. How she had always believed that she was unworthy purely due to her looks. How she ignored every other great thing about herself no one cared to acknowledge. However, she knew... she knew most were blinded by appearances anyway. There was absolutely nothing she could do about it either.

It was simply human nature but even so, she needed to keep pushing and trying to live another day of her life no matter how difficult. She didn't wanna give up on herself over something so superficial. Something so... fleeting and temporary.

She remembered the times her thoughts were tormentors, a torture only escapable by sleep... which had become fleeting. But then she realized that if she never "replied," if she let them float by like an unanswered call, then in time they would cease. At first they became a little worse, yet soon they ebbed. However, just the noticing brought them back a little, but only a faint echo of what they had been. They were diminishing, those terrifying thoughts. Her mind was more quiet, healthy, and happy.

Silently, she thanked the blonde in her head as he was more of a guide into getting her to actually stop being so hateful towards herself over something she couldn't change. However, as she again thought of him, her skin crawled at the thought of the darkness hidden within him.

She knew it hated her; wanted her dead. Despite that, she wanted to still stay by the Uzumaki. She still believed his light would one day prevail over that dark entity within him.