The gun's mercy

Chapter 23: Uhm... What.. What news?

(A/N: text like this is Atsumu

           text like this is Osamu)

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I finally woke up, little drops of sweat forming on my forehead and nape. My eyes were shot open, not even daring to blink, despite feeling my eyes dry. If returning to the darkness meant returning to that memory that left me sleepless nights after nights, then I would just prefer dying. My breathe was heavy, I tried to forget about the flashback from my shitty past when a familiar, usually energetic voice, now being considerably lower and having a happy tone, woke me up to reality:

   - "Atsumu-san, you are finally awake!" 

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The short red haired man was standing next to my bed, talking happily. He was sitting on a stool, next to a little table that had meds and some other surgical utensils on it.

   - "Hinata-" That little single word stopped in the middle of my throat. I gulped, feeling how my Adam's Apple popped. In a blink of an eye, all the memories from under the bridge came, hitting me up like a truck. "What about Omi-om- I mean... Sakusa. How's he? Is everyone else alright?"

   - "Yes, everyone is fine, but Sakusa... Well... Uh.. Uhm..."

   - "Well? How's he?" I looked at him, worries filling me up. He.. He was alright.. Right? Yeah, Hinata just doesn't know how to tell me the good news, he's just trying to scare me. Yeah..

   - "When we arrived there, he had his body around you, probably he tried to protect you from the fall.. And he suffered a hit at his head." (I'm sorry but I don't really know many medical terms 🥲🥲)

   - "He also got shot, just like you, but not in a vital part. He got shot in his arm, almost in his shoulder. He passed out because of blood loss, but don't worry, he's in a good state. The doctors thought they would lose Sakusa-san, but it turned out that he's gonna make it, thanks to Komori-san, the surgeon. He is actually Sakusa-san's cousin!! How cool is that?!" He said, making different gestures with his hands. His voice started getting louder and louder, he sounded almost excited.

The mission was a failure. And Sakusa got hurt badly because of me, because I screamed then and he saw that I was scared and-

   - "Atsumu-san, are you alright?? You don't look pretty happy to hear those news." He said, tilting his head to the right side while analysing my facial expression. 

   - "Oh, no no no.. I'm actually happy for the news, I was just thinking about.. Something." I smiled at him how wide I could to reassure him that I was okay, as if the words weren't enough.

I sank my head deeper into the big white pillow, trying to forget about my thoughts that were filling my mind. I closed my eyes and exhaled a shaky breath.

   - "Hinata?.. " I talked, my eyes still closed. "Can you give me my phone?" 

   - "Why Atsumu-san? Do you want to talk to Bokuto-san??" He said, standing up from his seat.

   - "No.. I want to talk to my brother and girlfriend." When I mentioned the word 'brother', my mind instantly flew to an imaginary memory of 'Samu laying on the ground, in a lake of his own blood, with his eyes open, not moving. I had to call him. We haven't talked for a while.. And I, even though I won't admit it in this life, started to miss him a lot. I was worried as hell. Being in a mafia means being exposed to a constant risk everywhere. There isn't a thing such as a safe place for us, we can't know if someone put spies on us and