Chapter 37 - It's My Fault, Not Yours

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Dedicated to hoeforgojox
Thanks for binge-reading my story, here's a chapter for uuu <3

Hey guys, there are some lines that I originally wanted to put in this chapter, however, I changed my mind about the storyline a little bit and felt that I should've put this line on the last chapter, so... here's the change I made if you're too lazy to open the last chapter...

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Sakusa: Okaeri, Tsumu...

(Welcome back, Tsumu...)

Atsumu: Tadaima... Omi-kun

(I'm home... Omi-kun)

DUG

Sakusa's heart skips a beat.

It's been so long .  .  .

He never thought that hearing Atsumu calling him "Omi-kun" again would feel this good.

The wing spiker can almost feel butterflies flying in his stomach as waves of happiness once again flood his soul.

They stay like that for a couple of seconds .  .  .

Until suddenly, Atsumu's grip becomes weaker and he starts losing his balance.

Fear enters Sakusa's mind.

Sakusa: *pulls out of the hug a bit to give Atsumu some space to breathe*

Atsumu: *looks at Sakusa's eyes* O-Omi-kun .  .  .

Sakusa: *eyes widen in panic*

Strength leaves Atsumu's feet.

The setter finally loses his balance completely and almost falls, but Sakusa catches him with his good hand (which is not that good as well, but at least it doesn't have the gunshot wound).

Sakusa: Tsumu!!!!!

Because of his wounded hand, Sakusa can't hold him up for too long, so he drops Atsumu on the ground gently.

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After that, Sakusa went down the hill to get some help but he fainted himself because he also lost a lot of blood

Another thing you should know is the fact that Atsumu's mental health is not in a good place right now, so don't be surprised if you notice some mood swings on him

Okay, that's all, let's get to the next chapter!!
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He can hear it...

Echoes of sounds entering his head.

Sounds of his friends talking about him...

Sounds of his dad mocking and yelling at him... calling him a slut

Sounds of the bastards raping his mouth and ass over and over again

And then...

There he was...

Inside the police station visiting room...

Alone...

Naked...

A gun in his hands...

When he looks up...

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