The Queen [Haikyuu!! Captains X Reader]

Chapter Twenty-Eight

"AKAASHI!!"

You dropped down to his body and your shaky hands hovered above his body. Tears rolling down your cheeks as you placed your hands on his cheeks. His eyes closed slowly and you felt your heart drop. "Akaashi!! N-No, you can't do this to me!"

Your forearm was grabbed and pulled you away from Akaahsi's body. You screamed, trying to claw at the man who grabbed you. You averted your eyes to Akaashi's body and you tried to reach out with your free hand, but your wrist was grabbed.

"Let me go!!" You screamed, thrashing around. The men who grabbed you are dragging you away from Akaashi. Your eyes filled with tears and couldn't make out Akaashi's body since your vision is starting to become blurry. The men who chased after you and Akaashi followed you and dragged you away. You screamed for them to stop as well as screaming Akaashi's name.

Your lips trembled and your hands didn't stop shaking. You looked at your hands, seeing his blood on your hands. You're the reason why Akaashi's is dead. You're the reason why you're in this mess. If you had just stayed with Osamu, none of this would have happened. Akaashi's wouldn't have wasted his life on saving you.

You let out a scream of anger, frustration, and grief. Anger because you just watched him die. Frustration because you couldn't do anything to stop his death. And grief because you lost a possible good friend. Why is it when you are in need of help someone has to die?

Riley died because he tried to save you from Osamu hitting you. Akaashi died because he tried to help you escape from being sold for sex. A friend of yours when you were a teen died because he tried saving you from being shot from a drunk man with a gun.

Akaashi's body was out of your sight and you hanged your head low. You don't care what happens to you anymore. You deserve the worse for anything that's coming towards you. People have died because of you and you can't live with the guilt. You want to forget. You want to forget seeing Akaashi's panic, scared, but demanding eyes. You didn't even pick a fight while getting dragged back to the club.

If the owner punishes you, he punishes you. If you get rape, you get rape. If you die a painful death, you'll die a painful death. It'll never be as painful as watching another friend die in front of you. It'll never fill the empty feeling that is twice as large as it was then. It will never make you forget what happened tonight. You're gonna give up. You're gonna just let this be your new life.

You were thrown into the room where all the girls stay in. You landed on the floor and all the girls looked at you with pity eyes. You rested your knees on the ground and sat on your butt. You looked down at the floor with your hair covering your face. Tears spilling from your eyes and onto the cold floor. Everything around you is just going downhill.

You're weak. You're pathetic. You can't even escape on your own. Your stupid plans just ended up with Akaashi died. You can't even stand up for yourself. You trust people too easily. You should just stop living. You should just kill yourself right now!

"You will receive a full day of punishment for your actions," the owner stated, glowring down at you. You lifted your head slowly and the owner's glowring met your dead eyes. "There will be no break and I won't hold back." All you could do is nod your head. The owner scoffed and he closed the door.

All the girls stayed quiet as they watched you quietly cry to yourself. You can feel your own demons try to swallow you whole. You don't want to give up, but sometimes someone needs to give up. You heard the sound of feet meeting with the wooden floor and the cracking of joints. You didn't need to turn your head because it's one of the girls.

"Come here," a familiar voice said. You lifted your head to see Hana. The first girl you met when you first came to the club. She held out her arms for you, a welcoming sign. You took her offer and you wrapped your arms around her and you sobbed in her chest. "I'm so sorrry."

You cried loudly. For how crappy your life is. For how everything good for you is ruined. For Riley. For Akaashi. For that teen who saved you. For Osamu. For Kuroo and not being able to ride his motorcycle with him again. For Bokuto and his smiles to brighten up your mood. For Daichi and sharing coffee or tea together in the morning. For Ushijima and the talks about whales. For Oikawa and him sharing a cup of wine with you. For Tadao and his efforts for helping you escape. For Tsukishima for being a wonderful friend to you. All their efforts are wasted on you.

Hana rubbed your back soothingly, trying to comfort you. Her efforts will be a waste as well. You're a waste. You existing is a waste. You don't deserve the gift of living. You just want to give up on your life completely. You should just tell Ushjima that you don't want to be rescued because it's effortless. You don't need help anymore. They'll just end up dying because of you.

"I'm not sure what's been going on inside your life, hon, but don't give up," Hana started, you stared absently minded at the floor. "There's a whole lot of things to look forward to in life. Friends, adventures, memories like the good ones to draw out the bad ones, and a family of your own." You didn't respond to her as she spoke. You're not sure why she's telling you this. It's a waste on someone like you who's just doesn't deserve to live.

***

  All you can hear from yourself is your own screams, sobs, and whines. You've never expected to feel this pain in your life. Getting whipped, cut, drowned, and beat. You've been beat, but not to the point of passing out. You've been tied with your arms out and on your knees. You head hung low as you stared at the ground with a blank look.

The owner was serious when he said he isn't gonna hold back. You honestly don't care that you will have scars from getting whipped and cut. You're positive something is broken inside you because the pain is getting worse. The feeling of fainting is getting closer to the actual point. You've lost blood from your wounds, but you feel like you might get to the verge of death.

If you do get to a verge of death, you will accept it with open arms. You just want everything to end. The pain and the grief. Your throat felt dry from all your screaming. You just want this to be over even if it means your life ending. You'll be better off that way. You don't even care. You've lost the will to live as well as caring about yourself. If you have an option to end your life, you won't hesitate.

"Your screams are absolutely beautiful," the owner said. You didn't lift your head to look at him. He's had his sadistic smirk on his face as he put you through the pain. "I'm positive Osamu won't be able to recognize you. You're broken. Inside and out." You didn't respond. "All these cuts are gonna leave such ugly scars and he won't even want you anymore." No reply. "He probably will leave you in my care and I'm going to break you until you lose your mind."

"Go ahead and do it," you said coldly. You slowly lifted your head and gave the owner one last glare you could muster. "People I've cared about died because of me. It'll be doing me a favor anyways." The owner's eye twitched and you knew you got him irritated.

The owner gritted his teeth and clenched his jaw. He gripped you by your hair which earned a hiss of pain from you. He spit in your face and you continued to look him in the eye. You sent him a tiny smile which added more fuel to his anger.

"Just watch your back once I'm gone."