Wingless Crow (Suicidal Hinata)

Thrown out

The moment I got home, I was immediately asked question but what more than these question was the argument which followed next. I felt lifeless at this point. I mean this place which I called home didn't feel like home in fact it felt suffocating. 

Mother: Where were you the last week?

Father: Why did a paycheck come in last week?

Mother: You damn brat! Now we have to pay for this where we never approved at all!

Father: Do you even know how expensive this is?

Me: I am sorry.

Mother: Sorry? 

Mother: Hah... he says he is sorry. Look at this. Do you see the prize? Who even told you to go there?

Me: I-

Mother: No I. You will have to cover this.

I was really shocked. There was no chance that I could actually cover the expenses for the trip to the training camp. In fact I didn't even know that our parents would pay for this. Not even that but the new outfit and everything else too. If I had known that, then I would have refused it and just come up with something. 

However it was to late now.

Everything was too late now.

Father: Did you cry?

Mother: You damn bastard have no right to cry. You are just a pain in the ass.

I am sorry.

I am so sorry.

If I knew this then I wouldn't have gone there.

I would have stayed home like a dead person.

I am so sorry.

Father: Get out of the house!

Me: Huh?

Please!

Everything but this!

I can somehow find a way to pay you back but please.

I don't have no where to go!

It was that moment he said this to me that I looked up from the ground. Up until now I let them scream at me as much as they want but now I was shocked as well as scared. Where would I go? I didn't had a place to stay at all. 

Me: Please, I-

Once again they didn't let me talk at all before slapping me. It was my mother who slapped me while also grabbing my arm and then forcing me to walk right with her. It hurt but I knew I wasn't allowed to say anything at all. Besides this, there was a more urgent matter. They were not joking or saying an empty threat to me this time at all. They meant it.

Mother: Pack your damn things!

Me: Please reconsider...... I'll do anything..... everything....

Father: You heard your mother. 

I was thrown to the ground in my room which was a really really small but I didn't care about it. It was still a roof above my head and if they would kick me out then what? What was I supposed to do? No one would hire someone as young as me, it was illegal to say the least. I didn't had friends too.

Me: Please!

Father: Can't you hear?

No mazzer how much I wanted to beg at this point, nothing came out of my mouth. I felt as if there was a huge chunk in my throat suffocating me. It hurt and I couldn't hold it back anymore. My teas started to flow down as I was on my knees looking at them. Still there was no mercy as my mother started to walk past me and throw my stuff down on the ground. There wasn't much to begin with but it hurt seeing it.

Out of instinct I tried to stop her but my father grabbed my hair and pulled me backwards.

Father: STOP YOU DAMN MUT!

A kick is what I got followed by another one and a slap. 

Please....

PLEASE!

I beg you!

I can't!

Where should I go?

I don't have no where!

PLEASE!

By the time my mother was done packing a sport bag filled with my stuff, I could only watch her go past me. My father on the other hand grabbed my arm once again and started dragging me across the house to the door and threw me out. The bag was already outside and it wasn't even closed up so all my things went out of there.

Me: PLEASE!

I screamed and shouted in fear and desperation but they just shut the door and I had to accept it. Still this wasn't something I could do lightly so I stood up and ran to the door, screaming, crying and panicking as well as begging them to open up but nothing happened for hours.

In the end I had to accept it and grab my only sport bag which were filled with all my stuff including the shirt Bokuto gave me and the small schoolbag I had. It fitted all in this sport bag... I never thought that all I had was this small... it all felt soo sureal now. Was I ever a part of this family?

No.

And I knew the answere to this bitter question so damn well too.

Without anything left, I grabbed the beg and walked away towards the mountains. There was nothing left in this small village that would hold me down besides bad memories. So the best thing I could do was walk off towards the only other place I knew.... Karasuno