Kiba paced around anxiously, biting the tips of his nails. His brows were furrowed in frustration. Neji was sitting at his dining table tapping a pen against his lip.

"So . . . you were there? You saw him? Face to face?" Neji asked. Kiba nodded.

"Yeah."

"And Hinata was with him?"

"Yeah."

"And you didn't call me right away because . . .?"

"Because I couldn't. I didn't think of you when I saw her. I was happy that I could finally see her after not hearing from her in weeks." Kiba continued to pace faster.

"So then what happened?"

"A lot." Kiba stopped pacing and looked at Neji. "He's dangerous."

"Kiba, I think we know that already."

"No, no. Like, really dangerous."

"Hinata's with him."

"We have to find her."

"Where did they go?"

"He said they were going home," Kiba said. He stopped biting his nails and just went with nipping at his thumb.

"Wait a minute. 'They?' 'Home?' They live together?" Neji asked. Kiba shrugged and threw his arms up in the air.

"I don't fucking know! But if they do, well, we'd better find out where and fast."

"I hope she's okay."

"Oh, no, nope. She was far from okay when I saw her, Neji. In that car, I swear, she was bleeding, like, a fucking bloodbath!"

"Car? Did you get a look at his license plate?" Neji asked.

"No."

"Useless."

"But I do know what kind of car it is! I work at the Auto so obviously, I'm supposed to know a lot about cars." Kiba pulled up a chair next to Neji and opened his laptop, searching for the car online. "There. It's a black Ferrari F40. That hot baby is fucking expensive. And by expensive, I mean fucking expensive." Kiba looked at the picture amazed. "I don't know how the hell he could've afforded it."

"Okay, enough with your sexual preferences for cars. So it's a car like this. Well, not many people are that rich around here and there's only a few people in town that probably own Ferraris," Neji said. He picked his phone from his pocket and started dialing.

"Who you callin'?"

"Sasuke."

A half hour later, Sasuke arrived in his police uniform with his stored weapons and his own computer.

"This son of a bitch better be easy to find. . . . Wait a minute." Sasuke looked at both Neji and Kiba. A small smirk appeared on his face.

"What the hell are you smilin' about? This is a serious situation we're dealin' with!" Kiba said.

"Sasuke?"

"Where's the one place Naruto can't resist going?" Sasuke asked, his smirk growing wider. Kiba and Neji both looked at each other and smiled.

"Man, screw the car. The ramen bastard might be easy to find after all," Kiba chuckled.


The guys headed towards the old bar where they haven't visited in years, due to past memories.

"Teuchi-san and Ayame-san? You may or may not remember us, we're—" Sasuke began.

"Hey! It's you kids!" Unexpectedly, Teuchi came around the counter and gave each of the grown men squeezing bear hugs. "It's good to see you, kids!" Teuchi smiled. Sasuke wanted to shake off the unnerving contact that just occurred between them.

"A-Anyways, we're here on investigation?" Sasuke questioned.

"Oh, really?" Ayame asked. Sasuke nodded.

"We know this may sound crazy but have you seen—"

"I know right! Naruto, my boy, he came by here last week! It's been years since I've seen him. He's grown into such a good looking man. Hmph, he even has himself a lady! Oh it was a joy. I asked him if she was a keeper and his response: 'Oh definitely.' It still makes me smile." Teuchi exclaimed happily.

The words he spoke brought the guys to cringe.

"Well, do you know where he went after he came here?" Sasuke asked. Ayame set down her pan and looked at Sasuke and nodded towards the road that was not as busy at night.

"Well," Ayame blushed. "Before they left, oh my God, it was just so . . . erotic. They made out right in front of the stand! It was amazing! Naruto sure looks like he has some killer lips! Hyuuga-san was just gushing and full of heat! It was like watching a scene from—"

"Ayame-san. Sorry to interrupt, but uh, can we get on with it?" Sasuke said. He was becoming irritated. It unnerved him even more to hear about the reactions going on with Naruto.

"Yeah, killer alright," Kiba muttered.

"What was that?" Ayame asked.

"Nothing, please continue," Neji said. He slapped Kiba's arm and looked at him. "We'll find her, so stop bringing stuff like that up," Neji whispered. Kiba looked away and scratched the back of his head.

"Fine," he whispered back.

"They said they were gonna get a drink. The only new bar around here that has good liquor is at a place called—"

"I know where it's at. Thanks," Kiba said, getting his shit together. He led the guys to Sasuke's police car and they all got in. Kiba began to give the directions to the Restaurant & Bar: The Best There'll Be.


"So . . Carl?" Kiba asked.

"I-It's Charles, sir," Charles stuttered.

"Sorry, Charles. You served him and his lady friend?" Charles nodded.

"Yes, sir."

"How was the dinner?"

"It was . . . unusual."

"Unusual? How?"

"Well, he ordered for the both of them. The girl got a salad and a tequila and Uzumaki-san just ordered a bottle of vodka."

"A bottle of vodka?" Kiba asked. Charles nodded again.

"Yes, sir."

"Wait," Neji interrupted. "A bottle of vodka?"

"Yes."

"He must've been drunk pretty bad," Kiba said.

"A-Actually, he didn't seem intoxicated at all. To be honest, when I watched him chug it down, he looked as if he had been drinking water."

"What the hell?" Sasuke couldn't believe this. This was just plain fucking nuts. "Hey, Charles, let me have a taste of the vodka." Charles nodded and disappeared to the kitchen. He returned with a bottle and three shot glasses.

He served the three men the glasses and one drink made them all cringe.

"This tastes like vinegar!" Kiba said.

"This is super strong. How can he not be drunk as nails when drinking a bottle of this?" Neji asked. Charles shrugged.

"Also, he said that I was to be his personal waiter if he ever appeared here."

"How come?" Sasuke asked, drinking a glass of water to cool his throat.

"He said he liked me." The guys looked at Charles. They tilted their heads to the side to try and get the image. Charles blushed.

"N-No! Not like that!" He blushed again and averted his gaze. "At least . . . I don't think so," he muttered quietly.

"S-See?" Kiba whispered to them. "The fucker does that to you. He's confusing and scary!"

"Do you know where his address is?" Sasuke asked, ignoring Kiba. Charles nodded and went around to find the checklist.

Kiba looked at the guys. "Seriously . . . do you think he could've raped some inmates? They do that shit, ya know." Neji rolled his eyes.

"If you keep bringing up stuff like that, I swear on my own behalf, I would drink myself to death with this vodka," Neji said, forcing himself to have another taste of the strong liquor. He coughed as it slowly burned down his throat.

Kiba nodded mockingly. "Good luck with that."

Charles appeared back with a check that was written in perfect handwriting. "S-So, is Uzumaki-san in trouble?"

"Plenty."

"O-Oh."

"Why do you ask?" Sasuke looked up at him. Charles blushed and looked away.

"No reason," the man responded, running a hand through his slicked hair. Kiba could've sworn that he saw the guy immediately get a boner. He tapped Neji's arm and leaned in to whisper in his ear.

"He's totally gay for Naruto."

"That's it!" Neji refilled himself a glass and drank the burning vodka. He looked angrily at Kiba and pointed a finger at him. "Just shut the hell up! We are trying to do business here! So shove that nonsense up your ass!" Kiba whistled and held his hands up in surrender.

"Sorry . . ." Sasuke cleared his throat, getting the guys' attention.

"Guys . . . this is the address to his old apartment," Sasuke said.

"Dammit."

"Uh . . . if this helps in anyway, the Miss only had one tequila, yet she seemed too . . . unstable."

"What?"

"She was roofied?" Kiba asked. Neji looked at him. He glanced apologetically.

"I-I think so," Charles said.

"Thank you for your time," Sasuke said.

After exiting the bar, Sasuke looks at Neji and Kiba. "He shouldn't be hard to find."

"Maybe he's not even in this town," Kiba muttered, shrugging.

"Maybe you're right," Neji said.

"What? I am?" Kiba watched as Neji pulled out his laptop and started searching for "Uzumaki." Multiple searches came up and Neji turned and smirked at Kiba. "I'm right."

"I guess we know where to start looking," Sasuke said.


Naruto watched as Hinata continued to sleep. She had been unconscious for a week now, only waking up when she felt herself in pain or when she had to use the bathroom or to eat. Naruto had taken the task to bathing her himself with wet rags moist with body wash.

Naruto smiled as he watched her facial features tighten with pain. He looked down and watched as her legs moved weakly. He bent down and kneeled next to her.

"What's wrong, Hinata?" he asked quietly by her ear. Hinata stopped her sudden movements and stilled. Her breathing became hitched as she weakly opened her eyes to look right at him. She wanted to wipe that smile off of his face. Naruto sighed. "I asked you a question."

Hinata continued to stare at him. Her eyesight was still a little dizzy, but it was clear enough for her to see the dark blue in his eyes, his pupils becoming small with the heightened anger she could feel coming off his body. She tried to strengthen her vocal cords, trying to speak, but all that came out was a soft whimper.

Naruto stayed where he was as his smile slowly turned into a scowl.

"Still can't talk?" he said. He continued to watch her intently. His body was becoming heated. He felt the need to take off his suit but he had somewhere to be and he didn't have time to have Hinata fuck around and waste his time. "You just gonna lay there?" he asked. He stood up and went around to the other side of the bed where on the nightstand, stood a bottle of liquor. Hinata noticed it was the same brand of vodka he had gotten from the restaurant they went to. Naruto took a few sips and continued to stare at her.

Hinata gulped but there was no saliva to smooth her dry throat. Hinata felt the cool air over her body. Naruto didn't feel the need to put clothes on her after he had only done it once. She tried to move her body, but she felt so weak and it hurt.

"Get up," he ordered. He waited for fifteen minutes, watching Hinata try and lift herself up off the bed in her pathetic state. He took the last sip of his vodka and muttered, "Son of a bitch." He stalked out of the bedroom and walked out of the apartment heading down the long hallway to the room where he let one of his personal maids stay. He took out a key and unlocked the door, entering the apartment.

Naruto looked around the room for his maid, Mari.

"Mari!"

"Y-Yes, Uzumaki-san?" Mari asked. From her appearance, dripping wet with a towel around her body, she had bolted from the shower. Naruto smirked inwardly at the loyalty his maid had for him. To show up at any time whenever he called, no exceptions.

Naruto walked up to her face and before speaking, he inhaled her scent: lavender. He looked down at her and his eyes glistened pleasantly as he gazed upon her wet, sparkling revealed cleavage. Mari caught his stare and blushed immediately, but she did not dare to cover herself, for her boss would be very unpleased with her.

"Make sure she gets up and does something. She's pissing me off. Tell her that if she doesn't get up by the time I get back, it will be her ass next. You understand?"

Mari nodded. "Yes, Uzumaki-san." Naruto smiled at her.

"I'm glad you understand orders right when they're given." He leaned down and gave her a soft peck on the lips. Mari blushed again. Naruto tapped her nose softly and whispered by her ear, purposely breathing along her skin. "That's why you're my favorite." Mari shifted slightly and nodded.

"Th-Thank you, Uzumaki-san." Naruto nodded and left Mari's apartment, soon leaving the building all in one. He arrived in his car and he fixed himself up before starting the car.

"Let's see what we're doing today," he mumbled to himself before driving off into the night.


Hinata sighed heavily as she was finally able to get herself up after thirty minutes of trying. A maid had been standing in the corner of the room, watching her until she finally got up. Hinata felt embarrassed.

The maid came up to her with a tray of painkillers and a glass of iced water. Hinata took the pills and the water and gulped them down. She shivered at the coolness in her throat; finally feeling like something had cooled her down, just not completely. The maid left the room quietly, returning with a set of clothes. She helped Hinata put on her undergarments and then let her put on a black knee-high skirt and a netted blue, long-sleeved T-shirt. The maid helped her with her boots and fixed the rest of her: Hinata's messy hair; added makeup to cover up most of her bruises.

"U-Um, who are you?" Hinata asked, her voice quieter than her usual quiet voice. Mari strained to hear her at first. She smiled.

"I'm Mari."

"Hi, M-Mari," Hinata said shyly. She had just realized that this was the first female she's ever spoken to in so long.

"Hello."

"Um . . . so you work for Naruto-kun?" Hinata asked. Mari nodded. Mari fixed up the last touches to Hinata's hair, having it neatly straightened out. The long length of her hair spread to both sides of her shoulders. "For how long?"

"I can't answer that," Mari said.

"Why not?"

"Uzumaki-san's orders."

"H-He tells you what to do, too?" Hinata asked. Mari shrugged.

"He's my boss, what do you expect?" Mari said. She felt herself blush slightly as she thought about what had happened earlier between them.

"How did he become your boss?" Hinata asked.

"Hinata-sama, I'm sorry to say this, but can you please stop asking questions? Th-There's a reason why . . ." Mari stopped talking. Mari stood in front of her. "Anyways, Uzumaki-san gave vague orders but you should still follow them. He wants you to do something, move around, keep yourself busy. He doesn't want you to lie in bed. He said that if you didn't get up by the time he gets back home, it will be your ass next."

Hinata looked at Mari. "W-What does that mean?" she asked. Mari didn't answer her; instead she pulled out a notepad and began to scribble down something.

Mari stared at the note she wrote: Uzumaki-san, I have given Hinata-sama your orders. I wrote this down so that I wouldn't have to contact you during business.

Mari

Mari looked back up to Hinata and waved a small goodbye. She walked into the main room and left the note on the back of the door, knowing that her boss would notice it once he got back from his work. She left the apartment and walked down the hall to hers. She sighed as she lay down on her bed.

"I hope she doesn't do anything stupid, for her own sake," Mari prayed.


Naruto smiled once he arrived at the hidden location. He parked his car in a hide of rosemary bushes. He exited his car and started walking towards the large, horrifying cavern. He smiled at the loose bones that hung around the outside. He shut his eyes and opened them again. His eyes were foxlike, taking in the darkness, making it easy to see around the dusty and dirty surroundings.

"Naruto-kun," one of his superiors said, smiling. The taller man came to him with wide arms and a smile placed on his pierced features. Naruto didn't mind the hug he was given, though he didn't remove his hands from his pockets. The man's cold hands gripped along the sides of Naruto's face, feeling the new and old features. "It's nice to see you," he breathed. Naruto nodded and smiled.

"Nice to see you too, Pein," Naruto said. He gently removed the man's hands, for he can sometimes be a little touchy whenever the blonde was around. "Is he here?" he asked. Pein nodded. He turned on his heels and quickly grabbed Naruto's hand before he could shove it back in his pocket. Naruto didn't say anything as Pein led him deeper into the cave while holding his hand with a firm grip. Naruto decided not to put any force into his grip, for his superior might not be happy with him.

Another room they had entered, where everyone sat. The man sitting at the main seat was who he was looking for.

"Naruto . . . My boy," the man said. Naruto grinned at him.

"Do you have more of it?" Naruto asked him.

"Of course I do!" The man smiled back at him. "But of course, my son, isn't it rude not to greet your brothers?" Naruto chuckled. He looked down at the rest of the men in the room. He moved towards the center of the table, where his seat was. He sat down and smiled at his brothers.

"It's been a long time," Naruto said. Some of his brothers were happy to see him. And some . . . were angry with him. "Is there something wrong, Dei-san?" he asked, smiling. The younger blonde boy was tempted to stick the finger at Naruto, but his glare was enough to tell him not to.

"Where've you been?" Deidara asked. Naruto chuckled again. He smiled at the boy.

"Where do you think?"

"You're smart enough! Why'd you get caught?"

"I was a child. What would you expect?" Naruto asked him. "Dei-san?"

"Don't call me that."

"But you like being called that. It's my nickname for you. Aside from Girly." Naruto chuckled again as the boy blushed from across the table.

"Hey, pisshead," Naruto looked towards one of his eldest, Hidan. Hidan cleared his throat. He, too, was not one to get on Naruto's bad side. "I don't give a rat's ass that your back. But it's good to know that you're okay," Hidan said.

"I'm always okay," Naruto said slyly. Hidan slanted his eyes.

"I'd love to kick your—"

"Hidan," another of Naruto's eldest, Kakuzu, stopped him. He didn't say anything to Naruto.

Naruto nodded towards the rest of his brothers and then turned back to the main man who he was here for.

"When can I get it?" Naruto asked. The man smiled and nodded. He reached inside his cloak and pulled out three tubes and a needle. He set them down in front of Naruto. He pointed at two of the tubes with purple markings.

"These, you swallow." The last tube he pointed at had a green mark. "This one, you inject." Naruto's grin grew wider.

He pulled the cork from the first tube and swallowed the contents slowly. He felt a surge through his body as he swallowed the second one. His grin became wider, revealing his slight fangs. He groaned happily. He slid his chair back a little. He unbuttoned his shirt and took it off. The cool breeze through the cave hit him hard and it felt good against his burning skin. He moaned happily. He giggled as he felt the liquids running throughout his body.

With the last tube, he inserted the contents into the needle and slowly poked it into the light blue vein in his bicep. Naruto gave a soft chuckle before putting on his shirt again.

"How do you feel, son?" the man asked. Naruto gave him a look of frenzy.

"I feel great," Naruto's voice whispered out. He giggled again before standing up from his seat. He waved a goodbye and slowly exited the room.

Deidara was eager to follow after him, but his other brother, Sasori, stopped him.

"It's not wise to chase after him when he gets like this," Sasori warned. Deidara pouted but nodded, sitting back down in his seat.

"Hey, old man," Hidan said, getting everyone's attention. "What do you keep giving him?" The man chuckled.

"I thought you already knew."

"Well, I didn't."

"Hidan," a deep voice broke the slight tension in the room, creating another one. Everyone turned to one of the eldest. "You shouldn't have to ask questions."

"Itachi," the man said.

Itachi glared at the man. "You're not our father."

"Yes, but in this business, we are all family."

"Then why do you give him special treatment?"

"I give you special treatment, too," the man said.

"What do you keep giving him?" Itachi asked. His concern for the young blonde was building. "At the beginning it was just regular dosages of the usual stuff. But ever since then, you've been giving him stuff that makes him . . . overpowering."

"Yeah. Nii-san's been getting scarier every time he visits!" Deidara added.

Only a few of the eldest men were quiet. The others were getting a bit . . . frightened.

"Did you create a new drug?" Kisame asked.

The man put a hand up to silence them all. He sighed.

"Something like that . . ." he said.

"What the hell does that mean?" Deidara asked.

"Naruto was born with this."

"Born? With what?" Itachi asked. The man ignored him and continued on.

"And ever since, I had taken some of that and kept it stored for him so he can take it whenever he wants. I just give him a limited amount."

"This makes no sense."

"It shouldn't have to. Not to any of you anyways. My boy is just . . . special," the man said. He took a sip of his wine and leaned back in seat. "Leave him be."

The men sighed. It was no use in arguing with the main man, because every main man was the boss and nobody messes with the boss. Except Naruto.


Mari received a call from her boss two hours ago. She noticed his voice was a bit slurred over the phone. It was a little unusual, but she wasn't going to question him.

"Mari, sweetheart. How's my baby?" he had asked.

"She's fine. She's watching TV right now," Mari answered him. She heard him scoff.

"Who the hell allowed her to watch my TV?" he asked.

"Well, you did say for her to do anything to keep herself busy," Mari said.

"Mari . . ."

"Sorry, Uzumaki-san," she said quickly. Mari realized that when it was a rare occasion where Uzumaki-san was drunk, it was not the best idea to tempt him. He laughed over the phone.

"Mari, tell my baby to go home. I'm not in the mood for her right now," he said, his voice grumbling a little from whatever he took. Mari nodded to herself at the order.

"Um . . . Uzumaki-san?"

"Yes?"

"How are you driving?"

"I can drive just fine, Mari. Don't ask such stupid questions. It's not like I'm drunk," he chuckled softly then hung up. Mari waited until the call ended to let out a long breath she'd been holding.

"I hope Uzumaki-san doesn't come home and do anything. It's better if he just comes home and passes out like regular people," Mari muttered to herself.

"Hinata-sama?" Mari called, entering her boss's apartment. She caught sight of Hinata sitting on the couch, watching some sort of soap opera. The young blue-haired girl turned around and muted the TV.

"Mari?" she asked.

"Uzumaki-san called and said for you to go home."

"I can go?" Mari nodded. She watched as Hinata went to grab her stuff and then she bolted up to the door of the apartment where Mari still stood. "Um . . . Mari?"

Mari grabbed Hinata's arm and gripped her tightly. Hinata flinched at the contact but didn't do anything when Mari began talking.

"You can't tell anyone about any of this. Not about me. Not about Uzumaki-san, and not about this apartment. Do you understand?" Mari asked her. Hinata nodded.

"Y-Yes, of course, Mari. N-Naruto-kun tells me that all the time," Hinata whispered.

"I'm serious, Hinata-sama. If you tell anyone, Uzumaki-san will find out. Either I will tell him or he'll find out himself."

"Mari, can you let me go now?" Hinata asked. Her arm was now getting a new bruise from Mari's tight grip. Mari finally let go and she moved out of the way.

Hinata moved past her quickly and ran out of the apartment, finally glad that she was able to leave the suffocating atmosphere she was forced to breathe in.

"This . . . it's too much to handle," Hinata whispered to herself as she walked to the nearest bus stop.


"Hinata? You're home?" Neji asked, once he caught sight of the girl walking through the front door.

"Neji-san, hi," Hinata greeted quietly. She bowed her head to him and sighed. She quickly dropped her bags off in her room and went back to the living room to rest on the couch. Neji just stared at her the entire time.

"We've been looking for you. Are you alright?" he asked, concerned. He remembered what Kiba had told him, that Hinata was in bad shape the last time he saw her.

"I-I'm fine," Hinata whispered. She felt her throat being dried up and went to get herself a nice cold glass of water. It felt nice to drink something fresh.

"Where is he? Did he do anything?" Neji asked, being straightforward.

"H-He didn't do anything," Hinata replied softly. She took another drink of her icy water. She didn't bother answering Neji's other question, and Neji knew she wouldn't. She didn't even know where he went; just that he was on business.

"Well, will you be home from now?" Hinata nodded, finally a small smile displaying her tired features.

"Yeah," she breathed out slowly. She felt a little excited at the thought of finally being home. Her little sister's birthday was in one week and she had to come up with a good present to give her. She looked at Neji, their eyes finally meeting, both filled with relief.

"Glad to have you back, Hinata." Neji stood and pulled Hinata up from the couch. He wrapped her in a tight hug for what seemed like their first hug ever. He was so glad that she was okay. He held his sniffs from within, it shamed him how he was close to tears just by seeing his beloved cousin. He held her tighter as he caressed her smooth dark blue hair. "Dammit," he whispered in frustration against her shoulder. "What did he do to you?" Hinata didn't answer him. She welcomed the hug she was given, the surprise ridden from her face. Her hands tightened her grip on Neji's sweater. She sniffed quietly against her cousin's broad shoulders. She noticed she was shivering slightly and hoped that it wasn't that noticeable, but Neji did and held her tighter, trying to comfort her more.

"Neji-san . . . Thank you."


Naruto walked into his apartment like a giggling mess. He just wouldn't stop chuckling for some unknown reason and Mari was becoming a bit worried. She watched him as he started to take off his clothes and drape them over his couch. Mari continued to stand by the door, watching him. Naruto hiccupped slightly and laughed. Once he was down to his underwear, he turned around to face her.

"Mari," he called her name drowsily.

"Y-Yes, Uzumaki-san?"

"I need a good fuck." He slumped his way back over to her and caressed her curly brown curls. "Mari . . . you wanna show me a good time?" he asked her. Mari's eyes widened as a faint blush drew across her cheeks.

W-What was he asking me?

"You're speechless?" he asked. Mari shook her head.

"O-Of course not, Uzumaki-san," she said. Naruto smiled at her as he looked down her shirt at her slightly revealed cleavage. He licked his lips.

Tasty.

"Yes or no?"

"Huh?"

"Will you let me fuck you?" he asked her. He thought about it on his way here, since the drug he takes gives him such a rush, he'd need to relieve it somehow. It couldn't be Hinata, she'd be useless to use now, and he'd have to wait for her to heal. He needed someone new. He already had two people in mind. "It's okay if you say no, though you'll regret it," he said smirking at her. Mari's blush grew.

"I-I'm sorry, Uzumaki-san . . . I'm just not . . . ready," Mari said quietly. She shut her eyes tight expecting a hit from him but nothing came. Instead, a soft chuckle escaped him.

"Don't wanna fuck your boss? If you did well, I would've even given you a raise," he said, smiling again. Mari nodded slowly.

"I'm sorry, Uzumaki-san." Naruto shook his head. Instead, he picked out a slip of paper from his pants pocket on the couch. He handed it to her. "What's this?" she asked. Naruto ignored her question for he was already going to explain. He figured she'll be punished another time, not now though.

"I want you to find him and bring him here, blindfolded, gagged, and make sure he doesn't hear anything. Stay quiet, understand?" he ordered. Mari nodded at the command automatically and left the apartment.

She quietly whispered to herself in curiosity. "Who the hell is Charles Damon?" she asked herself.


GUYS! I'M SO SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING IN LIKE TWO MONTHS!

Hey, so Chapter 8's up. Tell me what you think. Please review, favorite, and follow!

I've been busy with stuff so sorry that I haven't updated in a while. I also got writer's block so, hoped you liked this chapter.

And if there's any confusion, sorry about that! Had a wild ride with this.