𝚒 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞|𝚝. 𝚔𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚢𝚊𝚖𝚊

03➪MY LIFE'S A NIGHTMARE

3rd POV

After seeing y/n crying on the steps, the volleyball team looked at each other, confused. "I really hope she's okay.." Asahi said while Suga nodded. "Does anyone know who she is?" Suga asked the rest of the boys. Kageyama and Hinata looked at each other before Hinata spoke up. "We know her, she's in Kageyama's class." Suga nodded before saying, "Kageyama, you should check up on her after class." Kageyama nodded slightly before walking up to the gym doors and opening them.

y/n's POV

I walked into the bathroom after that very embarrassing moment. The thing I hate most is crying in front of people. You're so weak. I looked in the mirror at my tear-stained face. I sighed as I took the wipes out of my bag, and began wiping my messed up makeup off.

I reached into my bag and grabbed my concealer, hiding the bruises. You can still see it even with the makeup on, but hopefully, it just looks like blush. I packed up my things and headed towards my classroom since lunch is ending soon. I walked to class 1-3, I'm pretty early, so I just took out my phone and played music. I tried to relax, but I keep thinking about that embarrassing moment. I cringed in my seat as I set my head down. Bitch, why am I so embarrassing. I muttered curse words under my breath.

The bell rang signifying that lunch is now over. I woke up from my short slumber taking my headphones out and putting my phone away. "Hey, l/n-san," I heard Hinata say behind me as I turned around. I cringed remembering what happened during lunch. "Yeah?" I said looking at Hinata then at Kageyama when he entered the classroom. "Are you okay? We saw you crying during lunch," Hinata said while walking towards you. "Uh, yeah I'm fine. I just...don't feel well." I said while avoiding eye contact.

I can feel Kageyama's gaze on me as I looked at my fingers, twiddling them. "Oh Okay! Well, get better soon!" Hinata said while walking towards his classroom. Kageyama then took his seat as I gave him a weak smile to show that I'm actually okay. After a while, I felt a tap on my shoulder. I look to my side and I see Kageyama facing me.

"Yeah?" I whispered trying not to interrupt the teacher. "Why were you crying?" Kageyama asked. I softly rolled my eyes and Kageyama furrowed his brows. "I just don't feel well," I whisper shrugging my shoulders. He stared blankly at me, unsatisfied with my answer. "Okay," he said turning back to the board.

☟time skip☟

School is finally over. I got up from my seat and picked up my bag. I walked out of the classroom and headed towards my locker to get my shoes. After putting on my shoes, I craved some strawberry milk, so I proceeded to walk quickly to the vending machine only to see Kageyama.

"Hey, Kageyama-kun," I said while waiting for him to pick what he wants from the vending machine. I noticed that he pressed the milk and the yogurt button at the same time. "Hey," He said while picking up his milk from the vending machine. He moves out the way so I can purchase something.

I put my money in and pressed the strawberry milk button. Once I heard a thud, I bent down to grab my milk. Kageyama just stayed next to the vending machine, watching me. I picked up my milk and cringing. Why does he stare so damn much? I then poked a hole in my milk and took a sip. "Bye," I said as I walked away.

While I was walking, sipping on my milk. I felt the presence of someone behind me. I slowly turn my head to see Kageyama walking behind me. umm. I just walked toward the exit of the school. Kageyama finally made his way over to the gym while I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding in. No need to be so paranoid, y/n

I walked home, making sure I'm not late so I don't how to feel my mother's wrath. My keys jingled as I unlocked the door. "I'm home," I said as I took off my shoes and headed towards the kitchen. I looked at the empty alcohol bottles on the kitchen counter. I sigh as I picked up the empty bottles, throwing them away. "Y/N!" my mother suddenly yelled. I jumped as I replied. "Yeah?" My mother stormed downstairs. Great, she's drunk.

I rolled my eyes seeing her stumble down the stairs. "You shouldn't climb the stairs if you're drunk," I said as I helped her onto the couch. "I'M NOT DRUNK," My mother yelled while slapping me. "HOW DARE YOU SAY SUCH THINGS TO YOUR MOTHER!" my mother proceeded to hit me while insulting my father, once again. "YOU'RE RUDE JUST LIKE YOUR FATHER!" My mother stormed off into the kitchen and I rolled my eyes while I'm clutching my bleeding nose.

Why she gotta be such a bitch? "Please don't hit me, I need to get you some water." I slowly made my way to the kitchen, making sure I don't irritate my mother more. I took a cup from the cabinet, suddenly my mother elbows me hard in the side. I clutched my sides and dropped the glass cup. Aww shit. I look up at my mother and immediately started to clean up the mess.

"YOU CAN'T DO ANYTHING RIGHT, CAN YOU? My mother screaming. "I'm sorry, it was an accident." My mother grabbed me by the hair, so we're eye level. "Get out." My mother said as tears welled up in my eyes. "Mom, please don't do this," I pleaded hoping she'll take pity on me and let me stay.

"Go get your things and leave." My mother said while walking up the stairs. She slams her door as my heart drops. Where am I am supposed to go? I have no friends. Where will I sleep tonight? So many questions flowing through my head as I sat on the floor sobbing.

After a while, I stopped sobbing. If my mother came into my room and saw me crying she'll grow even more furious. "Only weak people cry," her words repeatedly, constantly reminding me. I got off the kitchen floor and walked to my room.

I took a duffel bag and filled it with clothes, toiletries, and other necessities. While packing my mom banged on my door, "HURRY UP!" I fasten my pace and walked out of my room. My mother waiting for me at the front door with a scowl on her face. "Mom, please." I try to plead again as I walked up to her. "OUT." My mother sternly says while pointing towards the open door.

I walked slowly out the door until my mom pushed me all the way out and slammed the door in my face. I feel the tears coming up again. Don't cry. Don't cry. DONT CRY. DONT CRY! I started to sob violently as I called out for my mother. "MOM PLEASE! IM SORRY!" I pleaded to bang on the door.

I sat on the steps of my porch. "WHAT THE FUCK AM I GOING TO DO!" I yelled and put my head on my knees. What did I do to deserve this? Is it my fault?

"y/n?" Someone questioned. I jolted, recognizing the voice. I lift my head and my eyes widen when I saw who it was...

~ word count: 1278
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~date completed: 11/12/2020