"You're a murderer."

He said deadly.

His tone was nasty, and incredibly scary, like he was ready to kill me himself.

And yet again.. I deserved it.

His glare burned me into flames, his eyes that were once a bright, cheerful blue, was now a cold, hateful indigo.

This was worse than when Neji was staring at me.

I hated being under anyone's gaze, and this has to be the worse of all the stares I have ever gotten from anybody.

All I wanted to do was run in my room and never come back out. It won't be long until Naruto decides to tell everyone.

My tears slowly streamed down my face. In the end, no matter how many times I try to stop, I will always cry. I'm weak, pathetic, and shameful. No wonder everybody looks down on me. It's pretty sad.

"So you're not going to say anything!"

"..."

'He found out.'

"Pft. I should have known. All the secrets, running away, the cold and heartless act you tried playing."

I covered my mouth with my hands, trying to quieten my cries. I sniffled my nose and wiped my tears.

"How did you know?" I said as my voice cracked and forced its way from my throat.

"I heard you say it myself."

'What?'

"When I came to visit you last night to check on you because I was worried, I heard you shouting at someone."

My breathing hitched. I don't know if it was because he said that he was worried, or the fact that he heard the conversation.

"I couldn't really hear anything at first ya'know, but then you said something like "You don't think I know that I killed someone!" And that's when I left."

"Listen-"

"So it's true!?"

"I-I... You don't understand!" I whined.

"I don't think it's that hard to understand that you killed someone."

"Listen to me! Please!"

"Why? You barely cared enough to tell us anything! You have been keeping secrets, making up lies!
. . . Your whole life is a lie."

That hurt. It hurt so much to the point where I just wanted nothing more than to escape reality. I wanted to leave this place. I wanted to leave everyone. Maybe I wasn't meant to have friends. I'm already an unwanted sole that walks scarcely among this earth.

"So, the whole thing about your dad kicking you to the curve was a lie then? What else have you not been telling us? Let me guess,  is your real name even Hinata Hyuga?! All this time, you made us believe that you were so innocent; that you were the victim!"

'SHUT UP!'

He couldn't possibly know what I've been through! Who is he to tell me that I'm the one who is wrong here!

But technically, I am wrong; but what was I suppose to do?

"Why!?" he screamed with rage.

"Do you really think anyone would accept me if I told them that I killed someone?" I said as my head hung low, with an almost whisper tone; only to look him straight in the eyes and snap.

"ARE YOU STUPID! I couldn't just tell someone that I murdered somebody, and possibly think, think with the slightest hope, that they will accept me!!" I shouted at him.

"Keeping secrets was the only way! Lying about this is terrible, trust me I know, but how do you expect me to tell anybody about this, huh!? TELL ME! Would you confess to a murder to your friends!?"

"..... N-"

"Would you have stayed behind just so you could get caught?"

".. Mayb-"

"Don't ever tell me that I was acting innocent, because I never once thought that I was!"

I could feel my face burning with rage, and the cool tears that were once slow, now rushing down my hot, burning face.

"Every time I came home, I've always cried for causing such a crime. I hated myself for lying, running away, putting myself in this situation. I have never been innocent; not after I pulled the trigger. I can still hear the gunshot ringing in my ears, all the screams from fear, the constant running of footsteps... You have no idea what it feels like.."

No one can relate to this feeling. I've always blamed myself, not at first, but after I realized that I couldn't take it all back. In the heat of the moment I thought that it was my target's fault, but in reality, the only person I can blame is myself.

"You don't understand, you couldn't. "

And to think, I felt like I was actually opening up to them... well, just a little.

But now that he knows, what will happen next? Will all the hiding be for nothing? Will having a "normal" life be nothing but a waste? Am.. am I going to ja-

"Hinata."

I looked up, not bothering over the fact that he said my full name.

"I'm so-"

"Don't pity me unless you mean it." I said as I wiped away what few tears I had left.

"Why do you do that?" he asked a little irritated.

"What?"

"I'm not pitying you. I'm actually sorry ya'know. I didn't know how you must have felt, but when I heard what you said last night.. I don't know.. I guess I got angry." he said as he scratched the back of his neck in a somewhat guilty way.

"But... You did kill someone."

'I know that already sherlock.'

Hearing it out loud always makes my heart stop, and it hurts to hear it from someone else.

"But.."

He quickly caught my attention. He paused, as if he was pondering on the idea of what to say next.

"That doesn't mean.. I can't help you."

"W-what?" I said in complete shock.

He wants to help me, even after all the lies, even after he found out that I caused a crime, that I committed a murder? Now that he knows the truth, he still wants to help me?

"You heard me. But-"

'Dammit. What's up with him and all these buts?'

"The attitude stops now."

"What the hell are you talking about?"

He pointed a finger at me.

"That's what I'm talking about. Your so set on the idea that you're alone, and that you have no one to count on, that you just shove away anyone that even tries to come near you. The attitude you've set for yourself, is like some barrier to shut you out from what's really around you. You're missing out on people who truly want to help you."

I stared at him speechless. Was he right?

"Hinata. You're not broken.. You have friends now."

He took a step closer.

"You have me.. I will help you."

The tears streamed down my face once again. I couldn't grasp on what was happening. Is my grumpy attitude all just a façade too?

"Just let me help you"

I whimpered. He was now just an inch in front of me and his warm breath slightly brushed against my cheeks.

"All you gotta do is say okay." he whispered quietly in my ear. It sent chills down my spine, and I felt vulnerable to his words.

I didn't know what to do, so I grabbed onto his jacket and pulled my face into his chest, silently sobbing on his jacket.

At first I felt him tense just a little bit, but then he seemed to relax into the embrace. I slowly felt his arms snug around my waist, as he pulled me deeper into the hug.

Although, I didn't quite know what happens now, but in the end, I decided to respond to what Naruto said before.

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"Okay."