♪♫ 愛して~ ♪♫ (OMORI AU)

7 ☾ Confrontation

<TW FOR R WORD SCENE>
>SATSUKI'S POV<

"Hello, dear!!

My mom immediately greats me at the door, looking at me with worry, "Where were you?? You're late again..."

"Hi mom. I'm okay, just caught up with something."

"That's the excuse you made yesterday!" My dad annoyingly calls out from the kitchen, who is cooking.

"Seriously, if you're in harm, we're here to help!" She grabs my shoulders, still looking anxious.

"I learnt karate in 8th grade!!" Dad calls out again, having amazing input.

"I know, mom... dad..." My eyes dart to the stairs, where Marius is standing.

He's smiling. Why is he smiling?

"Oh! Where's your things?" Mother turns her head, spinning me around to see no bag.

"Uhhhh... I forgot it... sorry." Remembering I left it on the rooftop, I make up a random excuse, technically not wrong though.

"Oh honey... please try and remember next time."

"I wil-"

"Everyone!! Food's in need of a stomach to go into!!! Chop chop!!" Father walks into the room, signaling everyone including Marius to go eat.

Mom and Dad walk back to the kitchen, while I lock eyes with him.

"So? Did you hear him?" Marius smirks at me, making me physically ill.

I roll my eyes, walking off without responding to him.

He curls up his fingers to his palms, cursing roughly while touching his crotch,

   "oh... my little Suki~"

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   Dinner was awkward as shit.

   Everyone sat down, and I was next to Marius, as I always am.

   The silence became deafening.

   Then, he spoke up.

   "So, what did you do today Satsuki?"

   He acts like he doesn't know. He can see through my phone camera, a stalker is what he is.

   But I don't do anything, instead, I just ignore and keep eating.

   "... I heard you have a new friend, right?" Marius teases, knowing exactly which buttons to press.

   "Oh! Honey, you didn't tell me you got a friend!!" My mom acts like this is a phenomenon, which it most definitely is.

   Me? Friends? I can't have friends. He ruins them for me every single fucki-

   "Yeah, tell me about them!" Dad seems to be into this too, so I sigh deeply, stuck.

   "Her name is..." I look at Marius, knowing that if I share her actual name, he'll hunt her down and hurt her next, "... Sarah."

   "Sarah, huh? What does she look like?" My mom leans forward, eager to hear more.

   I keep gazing at him as I speak, "She's this pretty tan girl with freckles... she... loves volleyball... and..." Making up a lie of her favorite sport, I look at my parents, thinking.

   Should I tell them first? Or Marius? I'm pretty sure if I tell him first he'll...

   "Sounds like a sweet one! I always loved the volleyball ones." My father snarks, and mother nudges him, "You only say that cause I was a volleyball girl!"