TSUKISHIMA POV
We were all eating lunch. God y/n looked so pretty. I mean she always does. I just wish I could tell her how I feel. Every time I almost get to it someone comes in and ruins it. Like what the fuck is their problems. Is this like some sort of sign that we shouldn't be together, if so It's seriously not working. I didn't even know I had feelings for this brat. At first she just so annoying, then she started making me flustered, then I started like actually caring about her. Wtf, why. But then seeing her with Kuroo just made me kind of mad, I don't.
We were talking about the best fast food. y/n said it was f/f ( favorite fast food ), Tanaka said it was chipotle. Which in my opinion isn't even fast food. Then Nishinoya said McDonalds, I was just suprised me and y/n thought the best fast food place was f/f.
Everything was fine, she was smiling, its been a while since I've seen her smile, like really smile.
But then it faded.
Milk poured down her face, I was so confused, she was fine just a second ago, I looked away for one second and milk was pouring down y/ns face. My y/ns face. I took a minute to examine her, and saw that she was drenched. So much milk poured on her that you could see her bra from under her shirt.
Everyone at our table had went silent. As I looked behind her to see who did it. That sick twisted bitch. I wanted to say something, I wanted to tell her off so badly for doing that to y/n but she said something before I could.
y/n
you're seriously going to regret that, while now I can't do anything but expect the unexpected.Sakura
What are you gonna do, go back to your shit of a father, or your mom that left you, or maybe you'll go back to Arkansas where they all beat you up, and tortured you, oh and lets not forget the rape, you're just a helpless little girl, with no friends and no family.I could tell how angry y/n was, but after Sakura had said that I could tell she wanted nothing more then to cry. Her e/c ( eye color ) eyes started to shimmer, but not in the kind you think. I knew she wanted to cry and run out, but y/n knew better then to do that.
Before I could finish fully processing what was going on, she slapped her. Y/n slapped her. Honestly I really wanted to laugh and say something like "good girl" or "that's my baby", but then I remembered she wasn't my girl, my baby, she wasn't mine. She didn't feel the same way I felt towards her.
y/n
don't you ever speak about me, my family, or my past like that every againUgh why is this kind of turning me on.
WAIT TSUKKI STOP
After she said that she walked away. I was going to chase after her until I saw something. It looked like two little pieces of paper that fell out of her pocket. I made my way around the table and picked up the paper and unfolded them and read:
Dear slut,
Incase you didn't know that's you y/n. Look I don't know how you got the whole volleyball team under your little finger, but I don't care about them, they're probably just fucking you because your black and want something different. Do whatever you want to them and keep telling yourself they like you, but leave Kei alone he's mine, and has been for a while. Now if you don't back off you'll regret it.
yours truly
your worst nightmare Sakura
and that was just the first note.The second one read:
Dear slut,
you didn't listen, I told you to stay away from Kei and now you'll pay.
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RomanceAfter forcing yourself to forget your terrible past, how will life go after you share you past with a boy who doesn't care about anything, or so you thought This story deals with sensitive topics such as racism, assault, depression, and anxiety. ꜱᴛ...