Y/n didn't understand why Atsumu and Osamu hated her so much. They had made her years in high school hell from starting rumors about her to pushing her down in the hall. She never had any real friends thanks to them except for her cousin Kita but ev...
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(It's been awhile since I posted so you may want to re-read the last chapter)
Y/N POV
I was in hell that was certain when I saw Atsumu leaning over me. If only I could go back to sleep then I would watch my parents fight over being with one of the Miya twins. What was worse than being with Atsumu was being chained up as well in the process. I hadn’t noticed the chains at first but when I tried to move my hand and push Atsumu away I noticed I was unable to move.
Even with all my force I wasn’t able to budge the chains. The chains were holding me down to a metal table that looked very similar to an operation table. This sent me into a panic as I knew something bad was going to happen. This only excited Atsumu further as a smile spread across his face as he stared down at me.
“Go ahead Y/n call me daddy. I want to hear it” Atsumu practically purred to me
I kept my mouth shut refusing to give him the satisfaction of seeing me squirm to his will. Even though I was defiant, that only made Atsumu grin wider. I could see him reach for something in his pocket. That's when I saw him pull out a pocket knife. He skillfully flipped the knife open. Atsumu slowly raised the knife to my throat but the chain wouldn’t allow me to move far. I flinched as the cold blade of the knife pressed against the skin of my neck. I froze, afraid that the knife would cut me from slightest movement.
“Now call me daddy” Atsumu order in sinister tone
I was still too stunned to speak so no words came out even though I wanted to speak. Atsumu pressed the knife harder and I felt it cut into my skin. There was no pain most likely thanks to all the adrenaline running through me but I could feel the warm blood running down my neck.
“D-da-” the words made me want to vomit “D-daddy Atsumu please stop”
The sound of a door opening filled the room. I had almost had hope that someone was here to save me but that died when I heard the person’s voice.
“What are you doing Sumu” it was the other twin
Atsumu pulled away from me, taking the knife with him so it was no longer pressed against my neck. HE didn’t hide the fact from his brother that he had a knife as he casually placed it back into his pocket. Osamu only rolled his eyes when he saw his twin with the knife.
“Was that necessary” Osamu asked
Atsumu shrugged his shoulders “She wouldn’t listen to me”
Osamu came towards me, taking the spot his brother had once stood at my side. He held no grin on his face as he had his usually monotone expression.
“Atsumu and I have to go to school Y/n. This will be your only opportunity to use the toilet for the next eight hours so I suggest you take the opportunity. If you try to fight then I won’t give you the onigiri I made for you. Do you understand Y/n?” Osamu sounded like a parent talking to a child
