{Flashback}
"Mommy! Dad! Look what I made!" I shouted.
My mom, who was washing the dishes, looked at me in the living room.
I showed her a drawing of 3 stick figures. Me, my mom, and D/n.
"That's really good!" She smiled at me.
D/n was on the couch, working on a piece of paper on the coffee table.
"Dad!" I walked over to him, "I made a drawing at school, and-" My eyes widened a little.
He was glaring at me.
"Dad?" I mumbled.
"Why the fuck do you think I give a shit?"
"It.. w-was a project.. I-I made a house too.."
"There's no house on that piece of shit, Y/n."
"..I made it out of popsicle sticks.."
"That work of shit I saw on the table?"
"Yes.." I began to feel my eyes water, "I.. I made another thing for you.."
"What?"
I pulled something from my pocket.
It was a squishy I had made by putting cotton in-between two pieces of paper and taping it together. It was in the shape of a star.
"....I thought you'd like it.." I told him.
"Give me that."
My eyes lit up. I smiled and gave him the paper squishy.
He ripped it in half.
My eyes widened. It felt like my whole world crumbled.
"You gave me a gift, I'll give you one." He was still glaring at me, "Never think that once you have something that makes you happy.. That it'll stay that way forever. Because it won't. Take this piece of shit for example." He showed me one of the pieces of the ripped squishy, "Once you think something will go the way you want it to, you'll always be wrong. Got it?"
"...G-got.."
"GOT IT?!"
"G-got it!" I was about to cry.
"Now go upstairs. And throw away those shitty projects you made."
I quickly ran upstairs crying.
{Flashback Over}
I slowly opened my eyes. My vision was blurry.
Where am I..? What happened?
I felt someone's hand touch my shoulder. I was laying on my side.
Am I in a bed?
I heard a faint voice.
"Y/n. Y/n, can you hear me?!"
My vision was getting clearer. My eyes opened completely.
I suddenly remembered what had happened.
I quickly sat up.
"Y/n." Chuuya looked relieved. He was sitting beside me with his hat off.
I realized where we were. We were in Chuuya's old room he had before we moved in together.
I was wearing Chuuya's button up shirt and shorts.
"Hey.. are you alright?" He looked like he was trying to stay calm, "D-do you want water?'
I looked at him. I didn't know what to say.
He grabbed a glass of water from the nightstand and gave it to me.
I stared at it.
My hand began shaking.
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𝓒𝓱𝓸𝓲𝓬𝓮 {𝙲𝚑𝚞𝚞𝚢𝚊𝚡𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛}
FanfictionY/n wakes up in a world where she is in her favorite anime. She gets in an incident with a certain short man, who happens to be in the Port Mafia. Warnings: Abuse. SA {No, I did not write the entire scene, so don't worry.} SH.
