Numbers Never End

Chapter 7

- Hinata's P.O.V - 

As soon as we returned back back home with heavy bags with food, I quickly ran up to our room, declaring that I wasn't hungry and they could have my slices of pizza. 

'You knew he was lying, he didn't actually love you and yet you let it happen! You let him play with your feelings! You fool!' For once I actually agreed with the voices inside my head, I was a fool, 'If you killed yourself now, no one will miss you! You know the exact vein to cut so that you die of blood loss, its a slow and painful death which you deserve! Cut it you idiot! Just cut it!' 

"I will, I will... I will cut it..." I mumbled, burying my head in my hands. 

"Hey Hinata? You want to watch a movie with us, I know you must be tired but I though I would still ask." Suga knocked on the bedroom door. 

Quickly wiping my tears away I opened the door and smiled, "Sure, I'll love to, though I doubt I'll be able to stay awake for the whole movie!" Though I was smiling I could tell that he was able to see that I recently was crying and just recently finished. 

"Hinata, is there something that you want to tell me?" Suga's quiet voice calmed down my hysteria but it also wanted me to break down crying and tell him everything. 

"Something is bringing me down in the dumps but I don't think I'm ready to tell you yet... Sorry..." I shrugged and started to make my way downstairs. 

"I understand, but remember to tell me whenever you are ready." Suga called after me.

Once we both made out way to the living room I forced myself to make my voice sound cheery, "What movie or gather genre are we going to be watching?" 

"I hope you are okay with the genre, but we picked horror. But we are having a hard time choosing what movie to watch. We narrowed it down to the Ring or Insidious. It's currently split so you Hinata, are out tie breaker, so what shall the movie be?" Noya asked me as I sat down on the floor, far away from Kageyama. 

"Hmm... I guess the Ring, I always liked that movie." I shrugged, to be honest ever since High school I was no longer afraid about horror movies and went bump in the night because the demons that I faced and still face everyday are far more scarier then the monsters in the movies. What makes them scarier than movie monsters? Well, my monster are real. 

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I don't remember falling asleep, but when I woke up I found myself in our room. Alone, like always. 

Seeing the time I quickly realized that I only had half a hour to get ready and actually get to my class. I shot straight up and began to get dressed. Though it took me longer than expected to get dressed because I couldn't find my grey hoodie so I had to settle with a re zip-up hoodie. 

"Hey guys? Have you seen my grey sweatshirt any where? I can't seem to find it." I spoke frantically shoving my papers and notebooks I left on the ground into my messenger bag. 

"Your sweatshirt? Oh! I noticed it was dirty so I washed it." Suga came in with a pair of black framed glasses, my glasses to be exact. Wait, did he take off my sweatshirt, did he see my cuts? No, that's not possible, they were wrapped up with gauze, there was no way he could know or see them. 

"My glasses!" I took them out of Suga's hands and put them in my bag, "Thank you Suga!" I put on my shoes and ran out the door, forgetting my jacket on this crisp morn and of course forgetting to eat. 

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As soon as I got home for my class, I could tell that everyone was asleep. But with me missing two days of class I had to catch up and today, rather tonight, was the only time I could. Though my shoulder was hurting from how heavy my bag was which was crammed to the brim with paperwork.

Once I opened the door I nearly collapsed but I wouldn't allow myself  to do so. I had to do things that have strict due dates; I must study for an upcoming test, write four short stories, finish a few worksheets and I must start thinking about my end of semester project. This was going to be a long couple of nights. Why must studying to be to be a writer be so hard?

Whipping out my glasses and turning of my laptop, I started to work on the short stories. I just have to write two pages per story so I just have to eight pages to write. 

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A few hours later, after I finished the final paragraph of the fourth short story, I finally realized how late it was, "I should probably go to bed... But I can't, I have to finish the worksheets then study for the test... So that should take me at least a few hours, I think I could finish them before my next class..."

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Two and half hours later I finally finished my stack of worksheets, not I just have to study, "The test is in a week so if I study for two hours every day, I might do good on the on the exam..." I ran my fingers though my hair which was already teased from my fingers going though my hair multiple times. With my only light source my laptop and the dim light from the lamp I began to study.

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"Hinata? You're still awake?" I heard Kageyama come down the stairs, "How long have you been working?" 

"Six and a half hours" I mumbled the lack of sleep catching up to me. I turned my head and I already felt close to tears, "I'm sorry Kageyama..."

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I understand that I just uploaded last night, but I felt bad for leaving you guys on a cliff hanger so, here is chapter 7! Also I know that Hinata doesn't wear glasses, but this is my story so Hinata can wear glasses if I want! This is Final-Whisper signing off~! (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧