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"Yes" was all he said and all he needed to say for my heart to stop beating. Metaphorically of course. "I wanted to tell you sooner but he prohibited me from doing so" he didn't look into my eyes after answering my question but if I'm being honest not all of what he said is being processed in my mind. Some of the information was decaying as soon as it entered my sensory register. He can't be... the man who had taken on the responsibility of being both my father and my mother was now all of a sudden a liar. He used manipulation and torture methods to establish his power and control just to make sure his followers were loyal? Bullshit I don't believe that for a second!
Without a second thought I burst out laughing, this causes Kageyama to scowl at me but I don't stop until my stomach hurts and no more tears can fall from my eyes. "What's so funny?" He didn't look pleased to say the least.
"You're a great liar Tobio I gotta hand it to you" I tuck my hair behind my ears and sit back on the chair with one leg over the other.
"You think I'm making this shit up?! Open your fucking eyes Y/n! He isn't the Angel he's made himself out to be!" Kageyama was now standing in front of me, hands balled into fists and veins were popping out on the back of them.
I stand up out of rage as well before gripping the collar of his T-shirt. "I know you dumbass! No one is perfect Tobio but I've just been told that my father, who I've looked up to and had to rely on for the majority of my life, is a huge liar who is wanted by every other mafia and gang in this country!" His arms relax and pull me into his embrace. I'm shocked at first but touch starved so I gladly accept the comfort. Kageyama isn't one to break down his walls often so this was a rare occurrence but when it did happen I always made sure to not make him feel ashamed or embarrassed. "I'm sorry I knew you weren't telling a fib* but I just wasn't ready to accept what you said..." I mumble into his chest and listen to his light chuckle. His chest is a lot harder than I imagined I knew this wasn't the time to be having such thoughts but I couldn't help myself
He pulls away and folds his arms across his chest. "I know you were upset but it really hurt me when you said that because of what he's done to me, I'm sorry too" we share a comfortable silence for a few seconds before what he said races through my mind again.
"What...if you don't mind me asking, what did he do to make sure he had your loyalty?" He froze at this. Shit did I go too far? He didn't respond just yet he sat down again and patted the spot next to him. I sat down hesitantly and waited for his response. Pushing him any further won't do any good...
He cracked his knuckles and creased his nose a bit. He was clearly distressed by my question and I will admit that I definitely wanted an answer but I wouldn't make him respond if he didn't want to. The aura he was radiating was one of extreme defensiveness yet lined with distraught at the same time. "My sister..." my attention shot up at this. His sister? "He used my sister against me..." he was no longer making eye contact and I assumed this was because he couldn't bring himself to do so. "He kidnapped her and sent me a video of her tied to a chair...her hair was a mess and there were droplets of blood on her clothes, I could also see cuts and scrapes on her legs...I was so fucking angry but he threatened to kill her if I didn't swear to be loyal to him..." I couldn't believe what I was hearing once again. My dad took someone's family member and tortured them just to make sure they wouldn't be a snitch. "He's got eyes on her 24/7 just in case I turn on him one day and I'm not the only one in this situation...he got eyes on a family member or a lover for every member in this damn mafia!" He bites his index finger and looks at me. His eyes were full of pain and I couldn't help but fell guilty. All this time I've been living a blissful life while everyone else is suffering in one way or another...I might as well be as bad as my father...
