The Unchanged Fate

Chapter 5 Fuyuko Past

~Younger Fuyuko's pov:~

I walked down from my room to the kitchen. As I walked into the kitchen, I saw my father beating the crap out of my mommy. I gasped real loud, then immediately put my hand over my mouth. Daddy turned around, and saw me. Tears flooded my face. He chuckled, walking towards me. I didn't know what to do. I was too scared to move from my spot. He picked me up, and slammed me against the kitchen table. "AH!" I screamed, busting my head on the table. "No!" Mommy shouted very weakly. I started to cry louder. Daddy came towards the table and jerked me up by my arm, (which he ended up breaking my arm.) I whimpered.

He pulled me all the way to the living room, and he threw me on the ground. I started to cry even harder. "Look at me Fuyuko!" He yelled I timidly looked at him. He grabbed my fragile little body, held me down, he made sure I couldn't move my left arm at all, raised his foot up in the air, and slammed his foot on my left arm. I screamed real loud; my arm couldn't move it felt broken. I cried even louder. Mommy came in, as she had the phone in her hand. "Called 911 bitch" she smiled softly, "What?!" He yelled at her. He walked over to her, grabbed the collar of her shirt, and slammed her on top of me. She gasped once real loud, and I gasped, as I felt the air from my body leaving me.

I yelled "You asshole!" She screamed at daddy, getting off me as fast as she could. Mommy picked my fragile little body up, "Yuko?!" She cried "Yuko?" She kept moving me a little bit. The air wouldn't come back: "Yuko!?" She started to cry. "M-mo" I coughed and I tried to say mommy. I started to cry because the air was gone from me, and I couldn't talk to mommy. My vision getting foggy, I then heard the cops bust open the door, and heard my mom sobbing.

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I woke up in a white room. I look down to see my left arm in some kind of white thing. I don't see mommy or daddy anywhere. "H-hello?" I coughed out. I'm guessing we're not on the beach anymore. Not at home.. I started to cry. Then two people came into the room, Doctors? Yeah, doctors came into the room. "Hello little boy," The doctor with black hair said happily. I whimpered once she tried to come near me. She looked at me so sad. The other girl with blonde hair said, "We're not here to hurt you. We're here to help you get better." I nodded, and then I started to cry. "It's okay," the doctor with black hair said, hugging me. "I want mommy!" I cried out. She looked at me so sad.

"You're mommy is dead." I pulled away from her. "Y-you," I stopped trying to get air, while crying even more. "You said! You! You! Doctors can help people!" I yelled/cried. The blonde doctor came towards me, and put her arm on my shoulder; "We-" I cut her off, "You liars! Liars! Liars! Liars!" Then everything went black.

I woke up the next day, hearing the people in my room talk. I keep my eyes close to hear what they have to say. "He will have to go to a foster home" said an unfamiliar voice. I had to hold back my whimper "Agreed. Once he gets better of course," said another voice. I started to cry loudly, they came and comforted me. I jerked away from them.

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My whole time at the hospital, I was very rude to all of them. In the end I was nice to them though, "Yuko?" Dr. Blake said. "You know what today is?" She asked me. I nodded. "You go to another place, a foster home!" She exclaimed. I nodded, trying to hold back my tears. Once my arm and body healed, they would put me in a foster home. "They're here for you," she paused, looking at me worriedly. "Yuko," She questioned me, I gritted my teeth. "I heard you the first time!" I snapped at her. She sighed, walked over to me, and held my little hand. We walked out of the room, to the waiting room.

"Here is Fuyuko Pocket, five years old." Dr. Blake said to the weird women. She had brown hair, and hazel eyes. "Say hi, Yuko" Dr. Blake pressured me. "Hi" I said hatefully to the women. She smiled softly, and tried to grab my hand, I jerked away "Oh, dear!" She gasped. I stuck my tongue at her, "Yuko! Go with her now!" Dr. Blake demanded me. I couldn't escape her grip, so I took the brown hair women's hand, "Happy now! Abandoning me! I hate you!" I screamed at Dr. Blake. She sighed. The woman walked me out of the building and we went inside her car.

She put my seat belt on. She got in the front seat. "There will be lots of rules. No more lashing out at people. That isn't nice," she paused, and looked back at me. "Your life here; will be a living hell if you don't listen to me." She looked back in front. She wasn't wrong that it would be a living hell. I didn't listen for the first two months I was there.

~15 year old Fuyuko pov:~

As I was waking up from the old broke down bed, I could hear Mrs. Lucy yelling for us to wake up. I groaned and got up, fixed the bed, got dressed, and headed downstairs. As I got down stairs, I saw they rounded up all the kids in a line, 'Great. Someone must be here to adopt...' I sighed, 'Let's get this over with' I thought to myself. I got in line with the kids. I'm the second oldest here, and nobody likes to adopt the older kids. I sighed impatiently waiting to go back to my room; until I heard the unthinkable. "Fuyuko, you're to be adopted!" Mrs. Lucy yelled in excitement. I just stared at her blankly. 'Did I hear her right!? I'm getting adopted next!?' I kept blinking, processing the fact that I'm getting adopted next. I smiled at Mrs. Lucy. "Thank you, Lucy" she smiled real big at me. I rushed up the stairs to grab my clothes. Well, my favorite clothing.

As I had my suitcase packed, I looked at the broken down bed, the creaky wooden floors, the hole in the ceiling, and the window one last time. I felt so nostalgic looking around the place; even though I know, I won't see it again. I smiled one last time; I then left the room to see my new awaited parents. A guy with pink hair and green eyes, and a girl with black hair and blue eyes saw me. "You're Fuyuko, right?" My new father questioned. I nodded, and the women smiled brightly and hugged the living crap out of me. She let go of me, "We changed your last name to Aburaya," I arched an eyebrow. "I hope that's, okay with you, Yuko!" She yelled, sacredly. I smiled at her. "It doesn't matter to me. I'm just glad to be adopted," I smiled softly at her.

"That's good to hear, son, now! Let's go home!" The new father stated. He helped me get into the car and get settled in. Once we arrived home, everything was amazing; until I turned sixteen. That's when they started to fight, get drunk, me having to take care of them, and yelling at me. When they promised they wouldn't unless they had to, I sighed; once that started, cutting myself for an escape, and watching "Danganronpa." The bags under my eyes were from me staying up late at night, wondering where my mother and father were, doing homework while I wait for them. I never bothered to talk to anyone, if I did; I honestly wanted to be friends with them.

As I sat on the couch in the living room and waiting for them to get home. I asked myself? "Mother, Father. Why did you lie to me?" I thought aloud, as I heard them pull into the driveway.

(A/N) Hello my lovely readers! I rushed through proof-reading this chapter. If, there's any mistakes, let me know please. I wanted to upload on the day I first got "Wattpad," which it has now been a year since I've had this app. At first it was for comfort, but then as the year went on, I started using this app daily. I read fanfiction for one hour every night, on the weekend it's for like three hours or something. You will be getting another chapter this month, but what day is the question. The song in the chapter means like losing someone or something, that's what the translator said, that could be wrong, I have no idea. I'm thinking about making a one-shot book after I finish this story, because I think of little stories all the time, but I'm too lazy to write them lol. Speaking of one-shots, go read Angela's book of one-shots! I made a one-shot for her book, which is "Bungo Stray Dogs," and "The Promised Neverland" crossover. I thought it would be fun to have my first anime obsession, and my current one be made into a one-shot. It was very fun to make! I hoped you enjoyed Yuko's past, which seems like Y/N shit as I was proof-reading it, but this is to let you, the audience know why he was so cold to Asher and Kana at first. He wasn't cold to Gray is because he understood the loneliness he felt at the moment, and he wanted to comfort him. If the tornado hit you, I hope that you're safe. Anyways!!!! Enjoy this chapter! Cya, later this month.