It Started with a Hello

xxxii

Warning: This chapter contains content that is rather sensitive.

...

It had been a few days since that night, and [Last Name] had been feeling a lot better since then.

She decided to become the basketball team's manager, although Hara forced it upon her.

She's seen them play fairly a couple of times, and was surprised at how well she played. She knew Hanamiya was an Uncrowned King, but she thought it was because of his underhanded way of playing, but was pleased that it wasn't the case.

Her dad has been away, too. When his friends came over the other night, they apparently took him with them when they left. She wasn't complaining, but she wasn't looking forward to his return.

"[Last Name]-chan~" Hara came up to her, "can I get a towel?"

She handed him a towel.

"You can help me dry off, too." He winked at her, and snickered at her red face.

"Cut it out, Hara," Furuhashi said, grabbing the water bottle next to her.

"Aw, you're no fun."

"Hell isn't going to be fun, either," Hanamiya sneered, sitting next to [Last Name].

"Is that a threat, Captain?"

"It's going to be reality if you don't shut the hell up."

"[Last Name], who do we play at the Winter Cup preliminaries?" Yamazaki asked.

She glanced down at her clipboard. "The first two schools you go up against have weaker basketball teams. You can probably play fair and still win. After those two, you have a game with Seirin."

Suddenly, she felt a hand on her head, and she let out a squeal.

"You scared her, Seto," Furuhashi stated.

"Seto...?" [Last Name] turned her head, and saw the usually sleeping player. "He's awake!"

Seto yawned. "I try not to be, but practice is over."

This was the first time she saw him awake. She's never seen him around school, and Hanamiya always dragged her off before he woke up.

"I'll have the second stringers play the first two schools," Hanamiya decided, "I won't even bother with them."

"Are watching the matches Seirin is in?" Furuhashi asked.

He nodded. "[First Name], you think you can make it?"

"Sure," she replied, "I am the manager, after all."

"What a good manager you are, [Last Name]-chan~ You'd probably make a good wife, too." Hara teased once more.

"Hara," Hanamiya muttered in a low voice, "twenty laps around the gym."

Hara blew a bubble, and popped it. "Practice is over, Captain."

"Hara," he warned, "twenty laps."

He sighed, placing his hands on his hips. "Your boyfriend is such a brute, [Last Name]-chan."

"Hara!"

"Going~"

...

When [Last Name] got home, she let out a sigh of relief when her dad wasn't there.

She went to the kitchen, opening up the fridge. Noting that she would have to take a trip to the store soon, she grabbed the milk to make a bowl of cereal.

After downing her food, she locked herself in the room to do some homework.

About an hour later, she heard to front door open. He was here again.

"Oh, [First Name]~ Aren't you gonna welcome your father?" he slurred.

He was here, and drunk.

She took a deep breath, and walked out into the living room where her dad was lounging on the couch.

"Ah, [First Name]. Come here."

She blinked at him, hesitant. He seemed to be in an unusual good mood.

"I said to come here!"

She flinched, and made her way towards the couch. As soon as she was close enough, her dad placed a hand on her thigh.

"Have I ever told you that you look like your mother?"

"N-No..."

"You remind me so much of her..."

He forced her onto the couch, hovering above her trembling form.
A hand went under her shirt, and he groped her breast.

"Dad, p-please don't...!"

"Shut the fuck up!" he shouted, using his other hand to strike her cheek.

He then used his free and to pull off her skirt and panties.

"You know," he started, unbuckling his pants, "you've been a very bad girl, [First Name]."

"I'll be good, I promise!" [Last Name] tried, but to no avail.

He pulled down his pants, then lowered his mouth to her ear. "Now, be a good little girl and be quiet."

...

[Last Name] slammed her door, sobbing.

She felt violated, humiliated, and hurt.

She threw on some clothes, and sat down on her bed. She grabbed her phone, and pressed on a contact.

"Hello?"

"Mako-chan!"

"Are you crying? What the hell happened, [First Name]?!"

"Don't be mad at me," she said, "It's not my fault!"

"Fuck, [First Name]! Tell me what's wrong!"

"M-my dad," she sobbed, "my dad raped me!"

[Last Name] sobbed once more before she tried to calm down. Hanamiya listened as her sobs began quieting, and she began sniffling?"

"Mako-chan...?"

"[First Name]," his voice was dangerously low, and it almost scared her, "listen to me. I want you to leave that house."

"W-What?"

"Leave your house, and meet me at the end of your street like always."

She heard shuffling on the other line, and the sound of a door shutting.

"[First Name], if you aren't at the end of the street by the time I get there, I'm forcing you out of the house myself."

She knew Hanamiya wasn't kidding, so she started scrambling around her room to pack a duffle bag. "O-Okay."

He ended the call, and she grabbed enough stuff for a few days. With the bag on her shoulder, she tiptoed to the bathroom to grab her bathroom things. She heard snoring from the living room on the way there, so she knew her dad had fallen asleep.

She was able to leave the house quietly, and almost ran to end of the street.

As soon as she saw Hanamiya, she wrapped her arms around him, and starting crying all over again.

"You're okay," he whispered, "you're safe now."

...

I really need to give reader-chan a good chapter, tbh.

-Caity