Don't Make Me Walk When I Want To Fly SEASON 1

CHAPTER 6: 10:55

Chapter 6

10:55

The screaming never stopped.

He saw Tsukishima raise his hands – defensive, shaking, scared. His eyes sometimes narrowed, sometimes widened.

Hinata didn't move the knife.

The screaming never stopped.

I want it to end, I want silence, I want it to end, I want silence, I want it to end, I want silence, I want it to end, I want silence, I want it to end, I want silence, I want it to end, I want silence–

Hinata gripped harder the knife – and moved to stab himself–

"HINATA!"

Hinata stopped, finally hearing the voice of Tsukishima. Desperate, frightened. Hinata couldn't think – couldn't move – he took a deep breath, his chest almost touched the end of the knife–

"Hinata, listen!" Tsukishima said with a strong voice. He held his hand up, reassuring, comforting – Hinata heard screams–

"Don't do it! Put it down!"

I want it to end, I want silence, I want it to end, I want silence, I want it to end, I want silence, I want it to end, I want silence, I want it to end, I want silence, I want it to end, I want silence–

Hinata grinned at him and didn't move the knife. Tsukishima flinched – almost recoiled. "Don't worry, Tsukishima," Hinata whispered, still hearing the screams, still smiling just as wide. "I will never die."

Tsukishima

froze.

And paled, white as the wall.

He smiled at Hinata – a forced smile, too strained, too panicked. "You don't know what you're talking about–"

"Oh, I do," Hinata felt something slither into his mind, caressing his blood, pumping it with something raw. "I really fucking do."

He killed me. He killed me. He killed me. He killed me.

He killed me.

He killed me.

He killed me.

He killed me.

He killed me.

He killed me.

He killed me.

He killed me.

He killed me–

He lowered his head and it was building up inside of him, building and building–

"I hate this."

He saw his tears drop on the knife.

"I hate that you forgot," he said through his teeth. "I hate that Tanaka forgot, that Yachi forgot, that Saeko forgot, that my..." his lips began to tremble, "my mom forgot. Natsu forgot. And that," Hinata fell to his knees, still holding the knife, crying. "He forgot."

"Give the knife to me!"

Hinata raised his head and looked up and–

"Do you know what it's like?" Hinata shouted at him, wrath soaked through his voice. "When people constantly think you can't do anything?" Hinata swallowed, his hands shaking, he could feel the blade on his shirt, on his skin. "When they only stare and you know what they think. How could he play when he's not tall," Hinata's vision turned blurry, "how could he live up to his father when doesn't get good grades, how could he–"