- Hinata's P.O.V -
Currently there are twenty-eight, twenty-eight cuts on both of my arms. fourteen on right and fourteen on my left. Nothing changes that, I never stop, the cuts never go away. But the numbers change everyday, every night. Each day I add one on each arm, one for everyday I've been alive.
I wish to stop, but I can't. If I do stop the voices will stay and they'll be louder then ever before, they whisper things I already know, the things I'm told repeatedly everyday by my peers and even my parents.
'Should just die!'
'Ugly!'
'Gay!'
'Idiot, no one loves you!'
I want the voices to stop, but they can't, they don't stop when I cut, but they're quiet for a while.
Please... Make the voices go away! I'm begging you!
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- Hinata's P.O.V -
"Finally," I wiped the sweat away from my brow, "That's all of my possessions put away!" I smiled, standing where the room was divided into two halves, one half was mine and the other was my mystery roommate who hasn't even arrived yet.
No longer wanting to be in this stuffy dorm room, I quickly re-wrapped my arms in gauze, hiding my cuts, though I only do that if I'm wearing a t-shirt. But deciding to take extra caution I grabbed my favourite over-sized grey hoodie.
"There, now I'm ready." Grabbing my keys and my phone, I quickly left the dorms, on a quest to find something fun, something like volleyball.
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Once I heard the familiar sound of a volleyball being received I entered the gym to find eight people staring into my soul when I entered.
"I-I'm sorry i-if I interrupted your practice... I-I should just leave..." I grabbed the sleeves of my sweatshirt and I pulled them down, even though they were past my finger tips.
"No, it's okay! You may join us if you like!" A male who was a lot taller then me with short brown hair walked up to me and reached out his hand.
Flinching, I shrunk away from his hand thinking, "He's going to hit me, who wouldn't want to hit me? I'm and idiot! But does he know, does he know I cut, is he going to confront me in front of everyone?"
"Daichi! Stop it, you're obviously scaring the poor child!" A warm voice flooded into my ears, calming me down.
"Sorry Suga..." The male supposedly named 'Daichi' backed away from me.
"Did I look that scared?" I questioned myself.
'Of course you did, you always look like you're scared, cry-baby!' The voices echoed in my head.
"Are you alright?" Once again the warm voice flooded into my ears. Opening my eyes, I found a man with silver hair like the stars and a warm smile on his face crouched down besides me.
"I-I'm fine...!" I gave the silver haired male a warm, yet fake, smile, "Let's hope he's convinced. Here's to hoping that he doesn't catch onto my lie."
He was convinced. Standing up, he helped me up as well, "I'm Sugawara, but you can just call me Suga!"
"Let me introduce you to everyone! That's Daichi!" Suga pointed to the male who I first encountered, "Then there's there Asahi, don't let his height fool you! He's actually a gentle giant." Suga gestured to a man who was a giant compared to, though he had a goatee and his hair in a bun, maybe he is like a gentle giant, "That's Nishinoya, but we call him Noya." Suga turned my head so that I was looking at someone who was a little smaller then me, though he spiked up his brown hair with a blond streak up to make him look taller, "Next to Noya, there's Tanaka," Tanaka had his hair buzzed and was extremly loud! "Over here we have Tsukisma, but we all call him Tsuki, next to Tsuki is Yamaguchi." Suga pointed where to males were tossing the ball to each other, Tsuki was a blond who was really tall, though his facial expressions told me he didn't want to be here, while Yamaguchi was a head smaller, plus, he looked a little nicer compared to Tsuki, "And last but not least, we have Kageyama!" Kageyama looked over at me and glared, but I saw his piercing blue eyes... They were beautiful.
No! Hinata, this is not the time for gay thoughts! Tell Suga your name then leave! They don't need you! "I-I'm Hinata..." My voice shook.
Just then Tanaka and Noya came over and threw their arms around my shoulder, "Well Hinata! Welcome to our sorority house called Karasuno!"
My discomfort levels were raising at a steady pace, but they didn't seem to noticed, even when I gave them a weak, forced smile.
"Would you like to join?" Daichi came over and smiled genially, "We're not forcing you, but it would be nice to have a new family member!"
"That's correct! We could be life your family away from home!" Suga looked over at me and smiled.
"Family...? Another one to let down and another time to be betrayed by the people I could learn to love..."Giving it a moment of thought I agreed. It can't get any more worse then it already is, right?
- Time skip to when Hinata is moved in with Karasuno -
They were right, everyone was extremely nice and everyone treated me like family. Besides Tsuki and Kageyama, but I can deal with them, I had multiple bullies back in high school.
Even worse is that I'm forced to share a room with Kageyama, like I said before, he doesn't verbally or physically abuse me, I just don't want min to hear me cry when I wake up due to the nightmares and the voices that keep me up all night. So I just sleep on the sofa in the living room.
But I guess having a nice 'family' wouldn't make the voices stop, so I still cut, I cut every night before I got to bed, once cut on each arm, like usual. Lets just hope Kageyama or anyone at the fact gets suspicious about me.
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FanfictionBeing in college is a big change for Hinata, but what doesn't change is the fact that he is depressed, he wants to die, and to make the voices stop, he cuts. It's the only way. Hinata hides many secrets, will he reveal them, or will he keep his feel...