pipsqueak. → kuroo x reader

23.

TRIGGER WARNING:
PLEASE BE AWARE THE FOLLOWING CHAPTER HAS VERBALLY ABUSIVE DIALOGUE, DEGRADING DIALOGUE, AND DESCRIBES THE TRAUMA OF AN ABUSIVE RELATIONSHIP. IT'S DARK.

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please enjoy the rest of the story which proceeds on the next page.
listen to your limits and be safe. I love you all <3
- @cuddlyhemmings

          Heavy Breathing came in crackling through the phone speaker. It blew shivers down your spine. You recognized it.

          "I foooouuund you~" the sing-song voice finally spoke, he laughed and caused your body to tense up as if bracing for impact, "Why aren't you answering me, baby? You know I miss you so much. I know you miss me too. I don't know who put the idea in your head that I would punish you baby but you know that everything I do is so I never harm you. I'm the only one protecting you. I won't hurt you if you come back to me."

          He breathed loudly again, letting out a sigh as he was seething with anger and yet you could hear his smile as he spoke. You had to pull your ear away from the phone as he yelled into it to tell you clearly:

             "BUT I WILL BE FUCKING KILLING THE FUCKING DUDE YOU'VE BEEN SEEING BEHIND MY BACK, YOU FUCKING SLUT! I SWEAR TO GOD, YOU'RE SO PETTY, I GAVE YOU EVERYTHING! EVERYTHING! AND YOU STILL LEAVE ME TO FUCK SOME OTHER DUDE? When I find you, I'm going to show you who owns you, and we're finding him together, baby. Just like we used to, right? I know you. I KNOW YOU. I love you so much."

               He starts sobbing. The inauthentic tears and snot are wiped away dramatically to be heard through the phone. His voice is faltering.

               "I... love you... you win! Do you hear that? You win, you fucking bitch. I'm looking for you, your plan worked. You have my full attention. I don't want anyone else anymore, they aren't you. And when you come back, we'll be each other's everything again, yeah? Just like you always wanted. I get it now. I'll even let you call me boyfriend, not like that other fucking cunt who called you his. Why would you let him call you that?! Huh? Mine. You're mine, no matter where you are. I heard everything. I know everything. I'll see you soon. Answer my fucking calls."

            Click.

              Empty. The emptiness you felt when you took the phone away from your ear. No expression was on your face as the numbness swept over your body. The cold of the bench no longer meaning anything to you. Your hand fell into your lap, phone dropping to the ground. Body completely limp, so light it felt like it could get caught in the wind and fly away forever.

              Kenji Kodama was coming for you. Where were you even going to start? Hiding only allowed you barely 2 seasons of time of freedom. You needed to find a payphone, there's no telling if someone else has any kind of access to your calls on your cell phone.

              You picked up your duffel bag again, hopped on your skateboard, and rushed towards the nearest payphone. Fear and adrenaline the only thing on your brain and in your body. Taking quick glances at your phone for the number to dial you thanked the stars that payphones weren't a thing of the past anymore.