"Wh-what?" he would do that, would he? He couldn’t… he can’t. Sarada continues on crying, but now a more mad laugh; like if she was going to lose her mind. Her hand goes to her eyes, covering the mangekyo, it made her head hurt and she didn’t knew how to control yet.
How would she deal with this? If she kept this… monster, she would go mad that’s for sure; she wouldn’t bare to keep Madara’s child inside of her. What would their parents think? What about Bolt? How could she even look at him? But if she have a abortion, he might kill him. She didn’t knew what to do… her head and heart ached with doubt.
斑—- • The Uchiha huffs at her noises, not surprised by them at all. Uchiha were always overcome by madness at some point, especially now that she has the Mangekyo and surely having his child by the product of rape was quite traumatizing too. He overestimated her. He thought she could handle it.
“What are you so scared of?” He asked. “Worried of what your family might say? Friends? It’s easy to escape from it all.” Madara stood up from the chair, taking a couple of steps closer to the bed. “You could just run away and they would never know the reason why.”