"Naruto!" It was my mother. She's probably calling to talk to me about how bad my grades are or to tell me about how much she wanted a daughter instead of a son.
I came downstairs and into the kitchen where she sat at the kitchen table. "Hello dear," she smiled, though not a genuine one, and motioned to the seat across from me. I dare not speak. I learned my lesson.
"Your brother is coming to visit from college and he's spending the weekend. I don't want you in sight the entire weekend. Understand?" She asked, smiling a bittersweet smile.
"But I-" her gaze pierced through me, successfully cutting me off. My breath seemed to catch in the back of my throat, but I swallowed it down.
"I understand," I muttered numbly before standing and exiting the room.
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Little Things｜ SN
FanfictionIt was the little things. What he said. How he acted. All the things his parents engraved in his mind and what ultimately led up to his prevail. 〜short chapters 100-300 words per〜 /The Loser by Zach Farache /Disclaimer: Naruto not its characters do...
