A/N: Sorry it's been such a long time. School makes writing a lot harder. This story has like three or four different alternate endings coming. I'll try to update once a week, maybe more. Love you queens!~

"Yes!" I cheer, slamming my Xbox controller onto the plush leather couch. Naruto slumps in his bean bag chair.

"No fair! You're a girl! How did you beat me and teme?" He complains, displeased. Sasuke huffs.

"Dobe..." Sasuke grumbles.

"Teme," Naruto snarls back.

 "Dobe."

"Teme!" I sigh, fed up with their bickering. 

"Shut up! You both are morons!" I declare, bonking both of them over the head. Sasuke glares daggers at me.

"Owww, Sakura-chan!" Naruto pouts cutely.

"I'm sorry, but you both deserved it," I chide, wagging a finger in front of Naruto's face. He just threw me a sheepish grin.

"Fuck! I have to get home. I have to get ready for work," Naruto exclaims, swiftly rising from his seat. He shoves all of his belongings into his bag. 

"You have a job?" Sasuke snorts.

"Of course, I'm a responsible adult!" Naruto chimes, his chest pushed out proudly. I burst into peals of laughter and Sasuke gives a small smile.

"Let me guess, you work at the ramen stand?" I ask teasingly. He blushes slightly and puffs out his cheeks.

"No! Well, um.....maybe?" He admits, hanging his head. I snicker at his gloomy expression.

"What? Ramen is delicious!" He yells. Sasuke rolls his eyes.

"Dobe...didn't you say you were going to be late?" Sasuke interjects, with a raised eyebrow.

"Oh shit! Bye teme, Sakura-chan!" Naruto shouts. He dashes out the door and out of Sasuke's house. An awkward silence fills the air.

"So...." I say, not quite sure what to talk about. This is why it's nice to have Naruto. He's a chatterbox.

Abruptly, my phone rings. Superluv by Shane Dawson blares through the air, and I hurriedly fish the item from my bag. I stare at the name blinking on the screen.

It was my father.

I throw the phone onto a beanbag chair across the room. Sasuke gives me a weirded-out look before retrieving my phone. His eyes widen at the name as well. I already knew that all my friends knew about my father. One, because I could always see the pity seeping from them and two, Sasuke asked me about it. At first, I froze up, but I eventually opened up to him. I knew it was good for me to get the whole abuse thing off my chest.

The phone stopped ringing. I sighed in relief. Maybe it was an accident...he hadn't called, spoken to, or seen me in two months. The phone's cringey song played through the room again. Spoke too soon...

I take a deep breath and grab the phone from Sasuke.

"Are you going to answer?" Sasuke asks. I nod, lifting the phone to my ear.

"Hello?" I ask, my voice sounding soft and vulnerable.

"Hello, Sakura." I hear my father grouch out. I'm honestly kind of surprised he remembered my name.

"W-What do you want?" I stutter out. Sasuke puts a hand on my shoulder in support. I give him a smile, which I know is weak.

"Sakura, dear, I want you to come home, " He says, his voice all of a sudden sickly sweet.

"What?" I ask sharply. Who the hell was he kidding? Why would I ever subject myself to the horror of living with him? I clench my fist in anger.

"I miss you..." He says. I pause, my anger momentarily was forgotten. But, then it flares up again like a raging fire. Misses me? He didn't feed me, clothe me, hell, he didn't even speak to me. He beat me almost daily. And he says he misses me?

"Really?" I ask, doubt and sarcasm dripping from my voice.

"Yes, I miss being able to beat you, whore," He whispers. Suddenly, I feel ten years old again. Like I'm still stuck in his house. Like I'm still a punching bag. I pick up the slur in his voice. He must be drunk...

"Well, I don't miss you!" I respond angrily.

"Are you screwing that red-headed boy? I always knew you were a hoe and a little slut," He chuckled out darkly. Tears burst from my eyes. 

"Fuck off," I say, my angry tears burning my cheeks.

"What did you say?" He booms.

"I said, fuck off! You don't own me! Now leave me alone! I hate you!" I scream, hanging up on him before he could respond.

Sobs rack my body, and I feel like I'm drowning. I choke out more sobs and feel Sasuke wrap his arms around me. I lean my head into his chest and just let it all out. He held me for hours and eventually we fell asleep. It was comforting to have him there, too for once, not be alone.