Forget Me Not

Twenty-Five | 二十五

Twenty Five

Warning: Violence. Bolded content might be triggering. Please avoid if you're easily triggered.

The bell rung as Oikawa pushed the door open, pulling [Name] closely behind him. His footsteps were heavy as he rushed out of the café, wanting to get away from that monster as quickly and as far away as possible. He never wanted him anywhere close to [Name] anymore.

He was beyond angry. He couldn't believe the words her biological father had allowed to slip through his lips. He hated the look on [Name]'s face when his words reached her ears. They were probably still lingering in her ears, haunting her and that only feed his anger more.

He stopped in his steps when he heard [Name] gasp and tugged onto his hand. He quickly turned around to find that abuser grabbing onto her wrist. "Where the fuck do you think you're going?"

Oikawa gritted his teeth, pulling [Name] behind him. "Don't touch her, you bastard!" Oikawa hissed as he grabbed onto the abusive parent's wrist, trying pry his hands off the girl. Instead, the grips around her wrist tightened, inflicting more pain to her, causing her to wince.

Oikawa growled upon hearing [Name] wince, roughly pushing his hands against the abuser's chest. That managed to release the tight grips around [Name]'s wrist, leaving a slight burning sensation. The abuser stumbled backwards, keeping his footing well enough not to fall.

"Don't you think you're being a little cocky, you punk?!" He exclaimed, swinging his wide open palm at Oikawa, slapping him with a loud thud. [Name] gasped, clasping her hands over her mouth as Oikawa's head snapped to the side, following the slap. His fringe brushed down his face, hiding his eyes as his cheek started to grow a light red color to it.

"O-Oikawa-san!" She exclaimed, reaching out to him worriedly as he tried to process the slap. Her biological father took this opportunity to grab hold of her again, stretching his hand to her arm. She yelped as he pulled her roughly towards him, nearly bumping into his chest.

"We're not done talking yet!" He said. He was completely taken aback when Oikawa swung his fist at him, throwing him off his feet. He groaned out loud with his eyes squeezed tight, releasing his grips on [Name] as he stumbled backwards. His nose shot sharp pain throughout his face, leaving it in a constipated look. He grabbed his nose, grunting as he pushed himself up, eyes never leaving the two teenagers.

[Name] threw her arms around Oikawa frantically, desperate to get them to leave. "Oikawa-san!" She cried, shaking him, pulling his gaze away from the abuser. "P-Please! Let's go!" He nodded at her, still wearing his fierce look. He put his arms around her, shooting the man he injured another look before walking away.

[Name]'s biological father growled at the sight of them leaving, stomping up to them. He pulled onto Oikawa's collar, dragging him back, causing him to stumble and fall. He climbed on top of the teenager, lifting him up by his shirt before slamming his back against the concrete pavement.

[Name] screamed, paralyzed. She could only watch in horror as he biological father clamped her large hands around Oikawa's neck, squeezing it so tightly as if it was a stress ball. Oikawa's face was turning in red as he clawed at the older man's hands, trying to save himself. A trail of saliva drew down his jaw as he tilted his chin up to try to get more air into his compressed airway.

"This is what you get for trying to be a superhero in front of a girl!" The abuser exclaimed, putting more force into his choke. Oikawa gasped, losing more air at a quicker pace. He tried to kick his legs at his attacker but with his attacker pinning his legs down, he could barely wriggle them.