Love or Hate? | OSORO SHIDESU FF

Chapter 8: It started again...

⚠️ Trigger warning- Extreme bullying, self harm ⚠️

You have been warned.

I walked around the grounds. I had told Osoro that I needed some alone time. Just to relax. I went over to the gardening club area and admired the flowers. I smiled to myself.

Suddenly, I was painfully pulled down to the ground by my hair.

"Ouch!"

I yelped in pain watching as my elbow got scraped. I hissed in pain before looking up to see who did that. Oh boy...

3rd POV:

Y/N stared up as Musume's hateful glare stared straight back at you. Y/N sighed a bit trying to get up but being pushed down.

"What happened? Is little Y/N so pathetic that she can't protect herself and she always needs her girlfriend around?"

She said. Her words actually did get to Y/N. She felt bad about herself. She felt like she was using Osoro as her protection from bullies and other danger.

"Aw~ Are you gonna cry now, goody two shoes?"

She flinched a bit feeling her elbow getting numb from putting effort on it for too long.

Musume took a pair of scissors out.

"Let's give you a haircut!"

She said and out of nowhere her other friends came and held me down. Y/N's eyes widened.

"Please, no!"

She pleaded trying to get out of their grasps.

"Stay still!"

"She is so weak and can't do anything herself!"

"You're so worthless!"

One of them said hitting Y/N on the head. Y/N tried to hold her tears back as Musume held one of her hair strands.

"C'mon~ Cry already."

She said. Y/N immediately got an idea and kicked Musume hard on the knees and bit Hana's hand. She jumped free and ran as fast as she could.

She stood nearby where Osoro would be as she dusted off her skirt.

Y/N wiped her tears off before heading to Osoro. She stood next to her quietly.

"Oh, hey, babe."

Osoro said as she wrapped her arms around the shorter girl.

"H-hey..."

Y/N said as she remained shaken up.

××Timeskip××

It was afterschool. Y/N wore her shoes quietly. She had not seen Osoro since club time. Musume's words kept hanging around in her mind.

'Am I really using her as a shield?'

She thought. She headed home feeling wary. She would look around again and again making sure she doesn't run into Musume. She finally reached home.

"How was school, hun?"

Her mom called. Seems like her mom had a day off of work today,

"It was fine."

Y/N said as she ran to her room and closed it.

47 messages...

14 missed calls...

Phone ringing...

Y/N stayed there on the ground. Multiple cuts over her arms and wrists. Unconscious of blood lose. On the borderline of death.