(Y/N) opened the door to her house cautiously, A feeling of dread filling her.
"I'm Home."
Home.
It left a bitter taste in her mouth
"Where were you?" The cold words left her feeling empty, all warmth from that day leaving her body.
She wasn't disappointed after all this has been her life for the past 6 years.
"Daddy? wheres mommy?" the small girl looked up at her father sitting in his armchair. He sat silently.
The girl was worried, she hated her parents yelling but the silence felt much worse.
"daddy please say something? what's wrong? and-" the girl was interrupted by her father's hug.
She was happy for the display of affection but couldn't help but feel something was off.
The man's arm slowly tightened and tightened
"dad you're hurting me" the girl squeaked feeling his grip tighten.
She looked forward to see her mom lying on the ground
"Dad please stop-" the man held her tightly
"You won't tell."
"What?! Is mom okay?" the girls eyes blurred with tears
The pain was unbearable
She felt the air leave her body
"I won't tell! I won't tell! Please stop!"
Her father let go and left her in the room alone with her mother
The girl's stomach was in pain but the only thing she felt was horror
She had lost both her parents that night.
Y/N snapped out of her daze to quickly reply to her father, his hands around her wrists
"I was with the volleyball club" her eyes fell to the ground, not knowing if it was okay to continue.
"...They insisted I become their manager and I-" His hands tightened making her wince
"and you didn't ask." Her wrists were in pain but she didn't make a sound
"I'm sorry... dad." She wanted to run away, but he had a firm grip on her.
He always did.
He gave her a hard punch in the stomach making her drop to the ground without a sound.
He left her in the room by herself without as much as a glace.
Why me
What did I do?
She silently got up and began walking up the stairs tears silently dripping down her face
She lay curled up on her bed curled up.
She didn't want to die but she wanted the pain to go away.
But she couldn't.
She would never let her soulmate feel this pain. She would keep all of it.
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O- Kei (Tsukishima x Reader)
Fanfiction"Soulmate" Tsukishima had grown to hate the word. He wished he could feel his soulmates pain, But he couldn't. Not since he was 10 years old. Soulmates are your other half, without it many felt incomplete. Broken But there's always another side to...
