All These Years (Kageyama x Reader)

Chapter Twenty-Seven

~•Y/n First Person POV•~

It was still light outside when I woke up, meaning, I either slept until the next day, or only of couple hours. I tried lifting my head, but stopped due to it hurting too bad. My mouth felt abnormally heavy. I spit, which accentuated the metal taste in my mouth. Blood. I groaned.

I noticed my wrist was swollen when I tried standing. There were bruise patches surrounding it like a bracelet. I decided to stay put and begin looking at the picture again. My father was hugging my mother from behind. They had bright smiles. They were in a doctors office, but she didn't look pregnant. That's when I noticed the date in the bottom right corner.

11/16/1997

They had to have just found out she was pregnant. I turned the picture and that's when I saw words. I began desperately focusing. It wouldn't work; my eyes couldn't focus on the words in front of me. Please. Please, I need to read this. I picked up on a few words.

Hoping . . . Tough for . . . My condition . . . I want . . . Child . . . Miss you . . . Decision.

I couldn't piece together all the words. It was no use. No matter how hard I tried to read it, none of the words made sense. They just looked like squiggly lines. Miwa's first pictures made more sense than this. I began thinking. Condition? What condition?

"You were born."

I blinked. Did she have a condition that would prevent her from having a child? Is she dead? Is it my fault? I dropped the picture as the realization came to me. I grabbed onto the bedpost and hoisted myself up. I have to call him. I have to ask him questions. I took one step forward and tripped. Why isn't my body working with me?

I tried moving again, but it wouldn't work. I started crying out of frustration. I just want to know what happened, but movement seemed impossible. I stopped trying and just allowed myself to lay there, limp. I had so many questions and no answers. The tears burned, staining my face and the floor.

I don't know how long I stayed in that spot. All I know is that when I woke up, the lights were very uncomfortable.

~•Ukai's First Person POV•~

Y/n just ran out of the gym. All the boys looked very worried, but not one of them spoke. "Someone explain to me what happened," I demanded. "Now." No one spoke. "Listen, I'm not mad," I began. "No one here is in trouble. I just need someone to explain to me what happened."

"We don't exactly know," Suga started, to my surprise. "They had this locked door in their house which some of us went through."

"It's my fault," Tanaka said.

"Mine, too," Noya admitted.

"I was there as well," Tsuki said, "but we had good reason."

"Which is?" I asked.

"There was a day when we went to study at their house. I found them crying outside of their house after a phone call. Then, when we were at camp, Kuroo from Nekoma overheard them say something about how someone left them unconscious on the floor," Tsuki explained. "They probably thought we were all in the gym."

"And when we went through those boxes we found a file," Tanaka added. "I thought we put it all back."

"I think I put the file with her other papers," Noya thought aloud. "This is my fault."