It's because I.. || Tsukishima Kei fanfic

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"Since the muscle had not full repaired itself, it was already significantly weaker and it's been torn again but to a higher degree," the doctor says to my mother and I. I can't even be upset, instead I just stare at my hands in my lap with a dead stare.

"W-will it require surgery!?" My mother says worried.

"At this rate no, however it has become a lot more fragile. I recommend crutches for the rest of the week, and maybe a little of next week depending on how it feels. Definitely no heavy exercise for at least six weeks."

"Will she be able to return to track after six weeks?"

"Well... yes she will be able to, but I don't recommend to the same extent. She can still compete however her thigh will be more prone to tearing and if it tears to this extent again, surgery will be required and she will not be able to compete anymore. So by all means she can still compete, but make sure you stretch thoroughly and if the slightest bit of pain or something feels off, definitely take a break to avoid permanent injury," he says smiling, but I stay silent without even bothering to look at him.

"Thank you so much doctor," mother says bowing to him as we leave.

We get into the car, and she grips the steering wheel firmly as we stay parked. She sighs as I stare out the window.

"What were you thinking?" She says calmly, slight anger in her tone. I don't reply. "Running on it when you knew it wasn't healed! Now you risk becoming permanently every time you run!" She yells this time but I continue to show no reactions. "Himiko what is going on with you! You've been so happy, ever since you got with Tsukishima... but all of a sudden you come home looking like a mess and not being able to walk on your leg! Himiko please talk to me... I'm worried about you," she places a hand on my shoulder. I want to reply, but I just can't. She sighs, stopping and just starting to drive as I grip my jumper.

I lay in bed, my room completely dark from the lack on sunlight due to all curtains being closed. My phone screen shines onto my face as I stare at the endless missed calls from Tsukishima, Arai, and Suzu. Tsukishima has also left me a dozen messages which I can't bring myself to reply to.

Shibuki please talk to me.

Can't we just try to work this out at least?

I'm sorry I yelled at you, I just care about you so much

Arai says you aren't answering him or Suzu.

We're all worried about you please talk to us.

Please Shibuki

I throw my phone across the room, curling up under my blankets. It's been days since I went to school or spoken to anyone. People have come over to try and speak to me, including Tsukishima, but I told mum to not let them in. If I can't even run track, what's the point of going to school. It's not like my grades can get any worse than they already are anyway. Well dad, it looks like you were right.

I really am useless.

Tsukishima stands at her door. Every single day he's there, and every single day it's the same thing.

"Tsukishima I'm sorry. I do want to let you in I really do, but Himiko is my daughter and I'm going to respect what she wants," her mum sighs as Tsukishima takes a breath.

"I just need to speak to her," he begs but she shakes her head.

"Dear... I think you should give her time. Himiko, despite her bubbly and headstrong nature, she's really quite fragile. I'm sure you know but her father really hurt us and it still affects her quite a bit. She doesn't normally shut down like this, but when she does it's best to just let her navigate it in her own time. She'll speak to you when she's ready," Tsukishima stares at the ground.