Ugh I Hate You JJBA x Reader

Sadness

If you look it up, there's only one definition for sadness. It's the condition or quality of being sad. Quality. Doesn't quality usually mean something positive or negative, but sadness isn't positive? Is it? Would you feel helpless if you couldn't feel sadness? I guess you would, wouldn't you. Imagine being in a situation where you needed so badly to cry or feel sad, but you just... couldn't. You would resort to anger or seclusion. So be grateful that you have the pleasure of being able to cry and be sad, unless you can't of course, in which I give my deepest condolences.

"Y/N!" Your brother yells pulling you into a hug.

"W-What happened?" You ask looking at the house with the caution tape around it, That can't be my house. It's so scary and hostile. It's never looked like that has it? What could've possibly happened that the beautiful, fluffy, and warm feeling have completely disappeared?

"M-Mom she, she..." Your brother trailed off.

"Mom what, Doppio!" You yelled at him. "DOPPIO!!" You scream at him, thinking the worst possible thing.

"She killed herself!" He screamed back.

"What? She didn't. This is going too far. Stop playing jokes on me." You say coldly with a dry laugh in denial.

As you saw his face showed no sign of play your whole world came crashing down. Everything was silent for a while, the sounds of the police cars dissipated and your brother's cries disappeared as well. She couldn't possibly have, could she? How? With what? You rushed to the house where the caution tape was swaying in the breeze. "Mom! Come out and tell Doppio he's being a jerk! Please..." You cried, "Please. I need for you to come out, mom. I need you!" You screamed through your tears.

"Excuse me." A police officer came up to you. "It's going to rain. I can't let you stay in this house until we finish up, if you have somewhere else you can stay that would be great. We'll call you in the morning. We already have your brother's contact information as well as his friend's over there. If you don't mind we would like to have your's just in case."

You were confused and tired and fed up, "Yeah, whatever." You say dropping your phone in his hands and then walking away.

You had stopped crying and the rain had started raining hard. You looked up and let it run down your face. You wanted to collapse and lose all feeling in your body for just a few moments, please, just a few moments. You begged. But you kept walking because your wish was not granted. "Where will we stay." You state plainly.

"I will have you guys stay at my house for as long as you need to." Diavolo said, holding an umbrella over Doppio and himself. He tried getting it over you but you kept moving away from him.

"Thank you." You say gratefully to him.

"Y/N, I"m so sorry for your loss." He said losing all tenseness in his eyes.

"Yeah." You say walking back over to your house. "Hey."

"Yes?"

"Can I have my phone back?"

"Oh, yes." He said reaching for his pocket. "Oh and I'm fine with letting you and your brother stay at this house alone after we finish up. You are both almost of age. If you don't mind me asking do either of you have a job?"

"Um, kind of, but I'm sure my brother and I will manage. He has a part-time job as an assistant at a phone repair shop." You say to the officer.

"Alright that's all we needed. You two are allowed to stay in this house alone, alright?"

"Yes, thank you." You say with a nod. "And, if I may." You ask, "How did she go?" You say trembling.

"Oh. I'd say she's been dead for some time, but she hung herself." He said almost too professionally.

"I-I see." You say trying to keep a straight face. I walked past her dead body this morning? And I just blew it off? What the hell. You silently blame yourself and think of all the outcomes that could've possibly prevented this.

"Don't blame yourself, Y/N." Doppio pats your back. "None of us could've possibly seen this coming."

(This is short. I KNOW. But I didn't want you guys to stay on a cliffhanger for long, sorry 'bout that.) -A/N