The Final Year [Iwaizumi X Reader]

Four : Down In The Dumps

POV CHANGE : IWAIZUMI

"I can't believe you did that to her! After our fucking talk and me showing you the shit on the group chat...omg you're a hopeless case. The coach is definitely gonna bench you now!" Matsukawa calmly, yet angrily throws his hands in the air as he paces back and forth in the court yard after school. It's just before practice and we're sitting out back by the gymnasium.

He had ran over from his end of the hall right after Hanamaki and Oikawa took y/n to the nurses office. He dragged me into another class room and slapped me senseless on the side of my face. After lunch he dragged me back to the same empty class room and gave notice that the team was talking, and not just on the group chat, it had spread.

No mention of any authorities though, which in this case is the best thing.

2-3 counts of aggravated assault, physical abuse and public aggression...yeah that looks good on a college resume.

Good thing that's not even a mention.

"How many games? I mean is there a way out of this?" I ask, looking from Matsukawa to my shoes.

"I don't know man. If they let up easy they could have Oikawa determine the final say. He is captain after all. And this is his team."

"It's mine too!" I jump up from my seat and look him in the eyes, pointing to my upper body and projecting my voice.

"Well you fucked that part up. If Oikawa sees fit, he might provoke you from Vice-Captain. I don't want that to happen, to be honest, you keep the idiot in line the most." Matsu runs his hands through his hair and looks to the gym, where the doors are slowly opening and people make their way in.

"I don't know if you should even show up. Oikawa said he might be late. He took y/n home and is probably helping her out."

Those damn suck ups! Both of them piss me off!

"Hey why do you even hate her so much!?. Matsu finally asks and I turn to stare into his eyes. His nonchalant, melancholic and steril eyes.

"We were friends in grade school, but the last year, she got so involved with me and Oikawa, that they became friends and were closer than I was to either of them, I felt left out and grew super jealous. I never found a good way to release it so..."

"So you beat her to a pulp till Oikawa comes to her side, hating you more!? Sounds helpful to your case." Matsu sits next to me, and I sink back down.

"I just...I used to like her so much....and to be honest I never got over her. Even with all of Oikawa's fan girls, she stayed genuine and never gave into that shit. She was a true friend, and I wasn't. I just never was able to tell her, thinking she was into Oikawa instead of me."

Matsukawa reaches over and grabs my shoulder, giving me a reassuring side hug, "maybe you still like her a lot, and you just don't want anyone to take her before you do. You just suck at vocalizing and expressing anything properly." He slaps my shoulder and gets up to go towards the gym.

He reaches his hand out, gesturing for me to take it, I sigh and pull my hand to my side.

"Didn't you say I should maybe sit this one out?"