𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐘 ❀ n. hyuga

twelve: denial

─── ∙ ~εïз~ ∙ ───

𝐈 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐆𝐎𝐓 𝐔𝐏.

Days had past, I don't know how many but by the looks of it... I'm guessing a lot.

My room was clean today, Neji came and cleaned it up for me.

I didn't ask, but he still did.

It was sweet.

But absolutely aggravating.

My hair was messy and clearly unkempt. Sakura would brush it for me and I still managed to mess it up.

I feel disgusting.

I felt disgusting

I look disgusting.

I am disgusting.

I preferred my hair in a ponytail with my ribbon keeping it together but I didn't feel like tying it up.

I didn't feel like doing anything.

I had my ribbon with me, in my hand.

Always I thought whenever I take off my ribbon my snakes would just come out and I would be uncontrollable, a monster.

That was another lie I was told.

I took a deep breath and stepped out of my room.

The sun's rays hit me all at once, my pupils shrunk and I covered my eyes and stepped back.

I opened my eyes and took another step forward.

I expected something big to happen but nothing didn't.

I felt the same.

I began to walk around the complex.

People gave me looks.

Sympathetic- maybe, or it would just be pity. 

Pity.

I hate that word so much. 

They say their condolences.

"I'm sorry for your loss. I know how close you were to Akane."

I feel weird when people say that.