A/N: This is a fic that may or may not work out. I was inspired by the song "Break Me, Shake Me" by Savage Garden. I saw this awesome vid with that song and now I'm hooked. Anyway, the line, for those of you who know the song is "You abused me in a way that I've never known". So I had this random urge one day on the bus coming home to write an abuse fic about it, and Naruto would work better than any other anime/manga or book that I can think of. So I'm using my FAVORITE couple (for now) NejiTen. Enjoy everyone!


I was afraid to go home.

I lingered at scool as long as I could after three'o'clock, but by five thirty, I had to leave. The building was closing. After that, I would head down to the public library and try to study and finish my homework, but they closed at eight. After that I would grocery shop for dinner that night, but shopping can only take you so long, and I didn't want anyone to think I was loitering just to shoplift, or anything.

You can't hide out forever. I told myself that everyday. I told myself I'll go straight home tomorrow, but I never could. I chickened out at the last second. Everyday.

It wasn't until well after the sun went down each night that I actually went home. Probably a mistake. I lived alone. My father died when I was young, and my mother was currently in the hospital dying of cancer. I had plenty of money for food, thanks to my weekend job, and the money my dad left in his will. Even so, with mom's hospital bills and him, I could only afford a tiny apartment in a not-so-great neighborhood.

But none of that fhad to do with why I didn't want to go home...well, actually, one thing. Him. My boyfriend. He was always there. He only left to go to work and to buy more booze--what he spent his paycheck on. He mooched off me for everything else.

His name was Akira. It meant "bright" but he was far from that. He was really just an idiot with a drinking problem. Yes, I said Drinking. He's twenty one. When we first met, he told me he was seventeen. And I believed him. I liked him at first, so we started going out, but then I found out he'd lied to me. I also found out that he had alot of connections that could hurt me, should I ever try to break up with him. He told me that HE was the one who ended relationships, not the girl. And ESPECIALLY not a sixteen year old.

You'd think he'd have a concious.

Recently, he'd developed a drinking problem. It started out as somethiing he rarely did, but then then it got more and more heavy, and he started to beat me. At first, it was only when he was drunk that he even thought of hitting me, but then it progressed to a point where he'd hit me if he was mad, drunk or not. He had friends that would get me if I even tried to put him behind bars, and if I tried and failed, he'd probably beat me to near death. And so, I was afraid to go home.

I'm just hoping I can find someone to help me through this.