Chapter 4

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HINATA POV
"Alright everyone, we need to talk about Hinata" After hearing that, I dropped my hand. I wanted to hear what they were going to say. After everything was done, I was sitting with my back against the wall, tears running out of my eyes. Tsukki was the only one who tried to defend me. Everyone on Karasuno hated me now. I should've seen it coming. I had been skipping practices, and I wasn't nearly as friendly as I used to be, but that shouldn't have mattered. Did they think I was only good for cheering other people up? Were they not happy that I was happy?

No I guess they weren't. I stood up and wiped tears from my eyes. I was about to walk away when the Karasuno door opened. I turned to see Suga and Daichi exiting the room. I made eye contact with them, and their faces dropped when they saw that I had been crying. I guess he figured out that I knew how they really felt now. I began walking away, but Suga reached out to grab my shoulder,

"Hinata-" I whipped around and stared at him.

"Don't... just don't." And then I stormed my way back to my room. When i entered, i grabbed my wrists, god fucking damn it, i wanted to cut so bad that it hurt. "Someone call Yurio, tell him it's a code red." I hoped someone would hear me. Ash picked up my phone and dialed Yurio's number,

"Yurio, Sho needs you, he says it's a code red." When Yurio convinced me to stop cutting, we made a system of codes. Code yellow meant that I was thinking about cutting, but I wasn;t alone, so I wouldn't. Code orange meant that i was on the verge and alone, so i probably would cut soon if nobody else arrived. Code red meant that I was definitely going to cut, whether someone was with me or not. There had been one code red before this, and Yurio was the only person who was able to calm me down. After a few more minutes of me panicking, Yurio burst into the doors, I could see that Yuri and Victor had shown up too. Yurio ran over to me and pushed everyone else out of the way. He grabbed my wrists and stopped me from shaking.

"Shoyo look at me." I couldn;t move my head, I was sobbing and tears were streaming down my face. "LOOK AT ME!" When Yurio yelled I looked up at him. "Good job Shoyo, keep breathing okay?" He then wrapped me in a hug and began rubbing circles into my back. He kept whispering comforting words into my ears. I sobbed into his shoulder. After a few more minutes of Yurio comforting me i whispered to him,

"Yellow." He then let go of me, but he still sat next to me. He looked at Victor and Yuri and nodded, they then walked over to me and both gave me hugs. It was now that I noticed Ukai standing in the doorway, along with Daichi and Suga. I assumed Ukai had been wondering hy Yurio and the others had shown up, and Daichi and Suga were wondering what all the commotion was. I didn't want them here. "Yurio... Daichi and Suga, can you tell them to leave?" I apparently wasn't talking as quietly as I thought I was because Dachi and Suga both reacted to my comment. They left, Ukai was looking at me, wondering why I had asked them to leave. Victor and Yuri walked up to him.

"Mr. Ukai i think it would be best if Shoyo stayed with us for the night, just in case something happens again." Ukai gulped and nodded.

"Yeah, that would probably be best." I was glad that I was allowed to stay with them for the night. I shakily stood and leaned on Yurio for support. He walked me out of the building and led me to Victor and Yuri's car. Just as I was about to take a seat inside, I heard someone yell.

"Hinata where are you going?" Ah great, turned to see Kageyama standing in the doorway. Fuck that guy, he was mad cause i had a boyfriend, at least that was what he said, and he was jealous of Jace. Yurio was going to step in, but I held my arm out and let him know that I would be okay.

"I'm leaving for the night."

"Why?" I scoffed,

"Why? Are you seriously asking why? Because rather than spending the night hanging out with my team like i had hoped to do, i ended up on the verge of relapse because of them."

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