Not My Body [} Iwaoi {]

[} 8 {]

"NO, PLEASE !!
DON'T YOU DARE TO TOUCH HER."

"Or what ? You can't do anything with that belly. Come with me, little girl."

"LET HER GO, RYOKU !!"

"Mom... Help me..."

"Crap, I'm losing bones..."

"If you give birth in that house, I swear I'll kill you."

"You don't know what you are saying... YOU'RE FUCKING CRAZY !"

"YOU'RE FUCKING CRAZY !" I shouted.

A strange dream... AGAIN.

I remarked that my voice was low pitched and understood that I was back in my boy body. I wanted to stood up but something was holding me back.
The handcuffs.
I tried to pull on the sexual object but nothing happened except for my fist being hurt.
I gazed next to me and found an axe.

What the...?

I caught it and used it to break the headbed.
I went to my room and took my phone.
Six in the morning. I got time, that was cool.
I dressed in my uniform and prepared myself correctly.
I had enough time to search the key of the kind of bracelet around my wrist before going to school.

"Oikawa Tooru, Are you kidding me !?" The teacher yelled.

I had searched the key, yeah, but.... I couldn't find it. With that, the handcuffs were still on my arm. 

"I'm sorry, but I don't want to skip classes. I was forced to come with those... things..."

All the students laughed. That was normal, but it annoyed me. They were giggling without knowing why this object was on my fist.

Lessons ended, even if everyone was making fun of me, I could learn some important notions that day.
I was listening the professors carefully but something could not get out of my mind.
The dreams.
They were really strange. I didn't see anything, I just heard voices.... One reminded me of my dad, another sounded like a woman and the last one as a little girl. Like, really little...

It was now time for practice. I didn't feel so good but I missed volleyball too much and with my shitty life this was maybe my last chance to train with all my teammates.

"Oika-.... What the hell is this ? What have you done again !?" Iwa-chan began to scold me.

"It's.. Complicated...?" I answered.

"I wanted to talk to you but I see you're getting a good time currently.."

"You can talk to me, Iwa ! I'm sorry I can't tell you because I don't want others problems like... Like this !" I raised my arm, showing him the handcuffs.

"I've planned to excuse to you because of my behavior that afternoon but.... I think you don't need it."

"What do you mean ?" I questionned.

"Have you seen you ? You've got bitemarks and hickeys, AGAIN. Plus, you keep skipping classes. I don't want to be friend with an unstable guy as you."