Why Me? COMPLETE!!!

Chapter Sixteen.

A/N: ⚠️TW: Creampie, Rape, Abuse, Edging, Suicidal thoughts, blowjob, and more! ⚠️ IF UNCOMFORTABLE OR DONT LIKE DONT READ!!
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Atsumu startled awake when a sharp pain erupted from his side, causing him to groan and turn over. Or well, try to. He was still chained, but this time Ien had brought a visitor with him. Feeling exposed, Atsumu curled up in a ball, trying to look as small as possible.

“That's him. He makes for a great fuck, 5o bucks for a blowjob, 100 for sex, and then an extra 30 for every hour you have him,” his original kidnapper told the older looking man, who grumbled and gave him 50, looking sceptical.

“If he doesn’t satisfy me, I'm coming for your ass instead,” the man, looking roughly 43, snapped, waving Ien off as he unbuckled his pants, pulling the zipper down to show his shriveled up, wrinkly dick.

“Open up little one, you must be hungry,” the old man, who he figured out was named Ichi, forced Atsumu’s mouth open. “Ien said I can do anything to you if you disappoint me,” Ichi tacked on wordlessly, “Let's see if you can satisfy me enough to escape.”

Choking back the foul taste in his mouth, Atsumu carefully took the man's cock in his mouth, bobbing his head slowly. Gagging from the texture, smell, and groans from the other man, Atsumu was hoping to be saved from this man's rage, and sexual desires, if he did an okay job.

Luck was not on his side because as soon as Atsumu had to forcefully swallow the thick liquid, Ichi decided to have a little more fun with the blonde's body. Getting a whip, the old man cracked the young boys back open, red dripping down his back slowly. After what seemed like an eternity, the old bastard stopped.

Hearing the door open and close, Atsumu breathed a sigh of relief. He thought it was over. No more for today. Oh, it seemed like the world loved proving Atsumu wrong as the old man came back, this time with toys.

It was a terrifying day for the blonde, filled with screaming, cum denial, edging, creampies, pain, forced sex, and much more. Atsumu sobbed and squirmed the whole time, trying to escape. The old fart took this the opposite way, calling the oldest Miya twin a whore, slut, and much more, sneering. Atsumu hated everything. All he wanted was to die, but even that wouldn’t be enough to cleanse his body, mind, and soul.

This continued for however long he was there, a new man every week or so. He could never keep track of time here. All Atsumu Miya knew was that he wanted to go home. Home into his brothers warm, awaiting arms, as Suna, Kita, and Sakusa comforted him. He knew that would never happen. Nothing went Atsumu’s way.

Just like all things in life, Atsumus was destined for one of pain. The fake blonde never catches a break from this cruel world. Soon enough, Atsumu passed out during one of the sessions, lack of sleep, starvation, infections, fever, and hypothermia all reasons leading up to where he is now.

As Atsumu laid in a private hospital room, abuser by his side as he looked out the window, Atsumu knew he would never escape. He had also figured out it's been 3 weeks since the setter of Inarazaki was deemed missing. With no hope left, Atsumu’s lifeless honey eyes fell closed, sleep overtaking his exhausted body, mind, soul, and heart as he fell asleep thinking of better days.