The storm

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Trigger warnings: swearing, aggressive shouting, mentions of panic attacks
6:15pm, Monday

Komori's POV:

"okay I'll start from the beginning".

" start wherever you feel comfortable mori", atsumu says next to me, he has been there for me throughout all of this and he has no idea what it's even about, they have become my support pillar over the past two weeks. But this hasn't been going on for just two weeks.

" it's kind of easier if I show you then explain it", they both look at me a little puzzled, honestly I don't blame them what I'm about to tell them could fuck a lot of shit up.

So I get out my phone from my hoodie pocket and bring out the messages between me and osamu from yesterday, I give it to atsumu first as I'm slightly less terrified of how he would react. I see him read though it and the further they go down, the more angry they start to become. Atsumu finishes reading the messages and looks at me, and does the most unexpected thing, he starts crying to.

He grabs onto me and just repeats the words 'I'm sorry', Sakusa comes over and kneels down in front of them and grabs their hands, and kissing along each knuckle to try calm atsumu down. " atsu I need you to breathe okay, can you do that baby", Sakusa says to atsumu who just looks on par with how I'm feeling right now.

" komori I'm so sorry, god he's such a dick and so is he", atsumu says with his head in his hands, " I should of noticed it sooner", atsumu said quietly.

Seeing atsumu like this is making me want to cry again, he's shouldering on the blame for what suna and osamu did. " atsumu give me the phone", Sakusa says looking like he's about to murder someone.

" no we have to hear komori, I'm not giving you this phone because you'll see red before he's even explained yet", atsumu says while putting my phone behind his back, Sakusa looks up at atsumu just to look away again, he sits back up and goes to grab a chair from his desk and brings it over and sits in front of us both.

" then explain before I go ape shit", Sakusa says while crossing his arms over his chest, he's always been protective over me ever since we were little, but I should of been the one protecting him because of his shitty dad. Even though I'm only his second cousin he treats me like his own little brother.

I look at atsumu and nod my head, " it's okay, it might make me feel better if I say it all out load", I take a big breath, well here goes nothing, " it sort of started around half way through our first year, when I first met them at-".

" them? who's them?", Sakusa says sporting scowl, atsumu looks at him with a stern look, " atsumu it's okay he needs to know, it's suna and osamu", Sakusa looked between me and atsumu, " what the hell does this have to do with them to". Sakusa says.

" Sakusa stop and listen just for one minute", holy shit did he just call him Sakusa, kiyoomi looks at atsumu as if he's just shot him though the heart, Sakusa looks down at the floor like a child that's just been told off.

Atsumu motions for me to carry on, " okay so, last year when all first met at iwaizumis party remember, so yeah I really got along with them and we exchanged numbers and shit like that. Though out the rest of the year we hung out loads just the three of us going out, partying or even staying in", I take a deep breath and continue," but after Christmas break something changed, they would go like a week or two weeks without texting, calling or even acknowledging my existence, I just thought maybe there busy it's not like I was their boyfriend or anything so why should I care", atsumu grabbed my hand and gave it a squeeze, then wiped away a stray tear from my face I didn't even know was there.

I smiled at atsumu and continued, " but then they would suddenly just come crashing back into my life with no warning, like they would take me out on what I thought was romantic dates and walks, they would always want to be with or around me, they would flirt with me and even give me pet names", I couldn't hold back the tears at this point, they were streaming down my face uncontrollably, but I carry on because if I stop now they won't ever stop.

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