𝐵𝑎𝑏𝑦~2| 𝑈𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑗𝑖𝑚𝑎 𝑥 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟

14. There he was

We are billions of hearts. Living because off our love from another and for an other. That's the way it was, the way it should've been.
But who was left to love when most lived across the world, and the one that stayed decided I wasn't enough.

"You almost done?" Aiya knocked on the door. The steam of the shower taking over my senses as I felt my knees grow weak. My eyes rolling to the back of my head as I stumbled onto the wall, the bottles falling to the ground.

"Y/n?" Aiya knocked again, more urgently as I fell to the ground. Everything going blank for seconds before I felt someone shaking me awake. My eyes blinking open to the bright light above me, my body comfortable on bed as a robe wrapped around me.

"Idiot. You passed out in the shower." Aiya flicked my forehead, a migraine making it's way known. I groaned and sat myself up taking the orange that Yua passed to me.

"How long was I in there?" I asked sipping on the juice, my appetite gone.

"Almost an hour, the temperature was high enough to melt you. You're still very warm." Aiya pouted putting down my skin with a cool cloth.

"Its my fault. I've had too much on my mind." I sighed and hugged my knees to my chest, thanking the two.

"It's okay, Y/n. I'm just a little worried. We should go to a doctor, we have a shoot coming up in Florida." Aiya informed, folding the cloth before setting it down. I kept the cup to my lips, the orange juice almost making me disgusted as I breathed it in.

"I don't think that necessary." I laughed, a wave of nausea overcoming me.

"You don't look good, Y/n. You haven't been eating, and barely getting up or exercising. It's worrying for us." Yua patted my leg and took the juice from my hands.

"I'm sorry. I just don't think I have to. I'm okay, really. Just haven't been hungry." I shrugged and took the blankets off me, my legs still red and irritated from the hot water.

"How about a salad? Maybe with some chicken?" Yua asked getting up with me, grabbing some clothes and handing them out to me. I took them and headed to the bathroom.

"No need. I'll go out for a run, don't wait up." I got out before closing the door behind me.

I turned towards the mirror, my face pale yet flushed. It seemed as if these last few weeks I haven't been eating well, even with having to keep my figure I eat well. I haven't been paying too much attention to it anyways. Just him and my stupid fantasies.

"See ya." I called out as I shut the door behind my, tightening the lace of my runners. I slicked my hair back and out of my face before taking off, going towards the close by mall. It was a small place and one that Aiya used to take my to, it was still up and running after all these years.

My feet ached as I neared the buzzing building. Even being it late in the evening on a weekday, it seemed like the place was packed. A theatre, new restaurants and shops were all added to the renovated building. I placed my hands on my hips and slowed my heavy breathing as I watched people talk, laugh, and chase after one another as they kept the place busy. Cars were everywhere and some searching for an empty spot.

"Did you hear about that famous volleyball player being here?"

My ears perked at the sound of those words, my brows furrowing and following the two girls as they gossiped. My hearing just missing the name of the player. I was out of luck as they entered a restaurant, my chance of finding out who it was out the window.

I had hoped it was him.

My stupidity getting the best of me as I shook my head. I laughed to myself and upped the volume of my music, taking off in a run once again. My legs lengthening as I ran.

"Y/n."

My legs abruptly stopped. My heart racing as I immediately turned at my name. Pulling the earbuds out as I slowed my movements, meeting his brown eyes.

It couldn't...

But, there he was.

Ushijima Wakatoshi. In all his glory. Staring right back at me. I felt the sweat drip down my neck, my pulse blaring in my ears, my hands shaking.

He was here. Right there. Standing just a foot away.

"Wakatoshi." My voice just barely got out.

The memories came flooding back. The night we spent together the day before my heart got ripped out. The night I found out what he did. The night I walked away.
He fidgeted with the bag in his hands, a couple at that. Looked like he had just got done shopping as I glanced down at them.

A stray tear had made its way down my face. My immediate reaction was to wipe it away, but I couldn't help but just stare at his face. The look of worry was rare on his face, but it was there as we stared at each other. I felt my heart beat out of my rib age, up against my chest as he took a step towards me.

"Please..." I looked to the ground, my white runners bright against the black concrete. "Don't."

I heard him cough lightly. My eyes glancing up at him before down the street I was heading. They cars passing by quickly as the wind blew my hair.

"I'm sorry." His confession barely reached my ears as I flinched away from his words. My body caving in as he stepped closer, his breathing against my skin as it sent shivers down my spine.

"I'm so so-."

"Wakatoshi!" A familiar voice met my ears. My eyes immediately snapping up to the small black haired girl as she skipped towards us.

"We're you waiting for me! Oh..."

I felt myself grow nauseous again. My eyes meeting the girl I hoped to never see again. Mei Hashi.
The name made me sick.

"Mei. You should get back to the car."

"Nonsense! It's nice to see you again, Y/n." Her bubbly voice was so fake, I urged to strangle her right then and there. But all I could do was stare at the way her hands fondled his arm, and he let her.

"Mei-." Ushijima spoke, being cut off as her hands flinched against him.

"It's L/n to you." My eyes burned through her, almost wishing she really could.

"My apologies! Y/n..." She spat. I took a step towards her before Ushijima pulled her back, putting himself between us.

"Mei, go to the car."

I looked up at his blank face, his head tilted towards the sky. His breathing was heavy as he let out a sigh at the retreating steps of her heels. Her loud murmurs still being heard as she closed the door of his car.

"Really?" My voice surprised both me and Ushijima as he looked back down at me. My fingers shaking at my sides as I felt like I could pass out at any second.

"Y-You really went back to her?" Almost a whisper, but the words still felt like poison against my tongue. I couldn't help the hot tears as they streamed down my face, my body felt so weak as I stumbled against the ground. He reached out for me, but I smacked his hands away.

"Don't touch me!" I shouted. Ushijima flinching back as I glared at him. My finger pointing up at him as I tried to calm my panicked breathing. It felt like I was about to collapse.

"Am I really that easy to let go?" The words seemed like they affected him more than I hoped for. His face paling as a look of shock came across him.

"Of course not... You really think I can just let you go? How can you let go of someone who felt like home?"

His words struck me like a broken chord. A flood of emotion hit me like a wave. The single sentence stomping over my heart and breaking it into a million little pieces.

"Y/n... Just know i'm sorry." His words faded in my ears. He turned his back to me, walking to the car where she waited. His eyes meeting mine once more before they left.

Seeing you now has never been more heart breaking.