You woke up to light flooding through your window. Sitting up, you checked your phone. "Mmm..."
Saturday
1:37 P.M.
Bo: Hey!
Bo: Ame-scanning
Bo: Ameeeeeeeee!
Bo: Ame!
Bo: Hey
Bo: Wanna go to the mall with kuroo and kenma and melee?
Bo: Akaashi has to go visit his uncle out of town so he can't come
Bo: But I wanna hang out! So cmon!
You sighed and agreed to his messages, getting up and freshening up.
"(Y/N)!" Your mother called.
They're home..?
"YEAH?" You shouted back.
"GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE!"
You rushed downstairs. Your father was collapsed on the couch, with beer bottles surrounding him.
"Clean this mess up." She grumbled, heading up to her room.
"Can I go out when I do?" You asked.
"Whatever. Oh, and your brother is gonna come home in a week or something. I am dunno. Bye."
"WAIT WHAT?! HE'S COMING HO-"
"Y/N, SHUT THE HELL UP!" She threw the nearest thing she could find (which happened to be a book) at you. You knew dodging it would make her mad so you let it hit you. The edge of the book scratched your cheek when it collided with your shoulder.
"I TOLD YOU TIME AND TIME AGAIN, NO YELLING!"
I just got excited...
You cleaned up the bottles and hurried out the door with your purse, making sure you had everything.
When you arrived at the designated spot - which was outside of a sketchy mall - you sat on the bench, swinging your legs.
"AME-SAN!!!" Bokuto shouted, running towards your sitting figure. You stood up and immediately began running towards him too. Then, you realized that neither of you would stop.
So you ran into each other and both fell to the ground. Kenma sighed while Kuroo did his wheeze that sounded like he breathed in Windex for a year.
You both got up and hugged, then you hugged Kuroo. When it came to Kenma, he just shook his head, so you said, "Hi Kenma."
"...Hi."
"So what are we doing again?" You asked, interlocking arms with Bokuto and Kuroo.
"Getting boba!" They announced.
"Boba... Bokuto... BOBA! YOUR NEW NICKNAME IS BOBA!" You shouted, pointing at Bokuto. He grinned and pumped the air with his fists.
"YES! ANOTHER NICKNAME!" He cheered.
Kuroo looked down at you. "And I don't get a nickname?"
"Okay, you can be shitass." You responded, smirking.
Kenma stifled a laugh.
"NO, BE NICE!"
"Okay. Rooster."
"OH, HOW ORIGINAL! I'LL CALL YOU FUCKFACE!" He shouted.
You clicked your tongue. "Why don't I call you dead?" You asked. He stared at you with wide eyes and shuttered.
"She's scary." He muttered to Kenma.
"No you're just dumb," Kenma responded nonchalantly. Bokuto grabbed your wrist.
"AME-SAN! THERE IT IS!" He hurried over to the tea shop, dragging you with him.
Kuroo and Kenma followed close behind and you looked at the menu quizzically.
"So... whaddya want?" Bokuto asked, leaning over to look at your menu.
"Hm... Strawberry boba sounds good." You decide.
Kuroo and Kenma shared a menu. "Mango looks good." He said.
Kenma nodded. "So does pineapple."
"Blueberry sounds good to me!" Bokuto exclaimed.
So, you all ordered (Kuroo ordered for Kenma because the cashier couldn't hear him) and sat down.
"Ame-san! Can I try yours?" Bokuto asked, reaching for your cup.
"Only if I can try yours!" You replied, handing him the tea.
You both took sips.
"Woah!" You both exclaimed in unison, exchanging smiles at the flavors.
Your phone buzzed and you checked it.
Shit
Shit
Hey
I'll be home soon
don't let mom or dad ruin this for you ok?
we can go to the park and stuff
I know that they suck but we can hang out
Y/n
OH MY GOD, MY BROTHER IS TEXTING ME? THAT'S NEW
lmao don't worry they can't ruin my mood remember?
oooo you can meet my friends too
Shit
Yeah yeah
smh I bet your friends are little shits
Y/n
yeah
WAIT ARE YOU BRINGING TRUST
Shit
yeah he's sleeping in the passenger seat rn
w
we're gonna stay at a hotel
Y/n
oh???
Shit
ew it's not like that
goodfuckingbye
Kuroo was peeking over your shoulder and Bokuto was looking from across your table at your phone. When you noticed, you flicked Kuroo's forehead and kicked Bokuto's foot.
"Ow!"
"Rude!"
"Stop being so nosy!" You groaned.
Kuroo grinned. "Who was that?"
"My brother."
"BROTHER?!" Bokuto shouted. "YOU HAVE A BROTHER?! I WANNA MEET HIM! WE'D BE BEST BROS!"
"BRO! WE'RE BEST BROS." Kuroo protested, slamming his hands on the table dramatically.
"I- BUT I-"
"WHAT?! I CAN'T HEAR YOU OVER THE SOUND OF MY HEARTBREAKING." He whined, beginning to fake-cry.
Kenma cringed at his friend.
"Alright, where are we going next?" You asked, looking around.
Kenma shot up out of his chair. "Can we go to the arcade?"
His voice was pretty quiet but still excited. You smiled and nodded, looking around for one.
"OI! I FOUND ONE!" Kuroo called. You and Bokuto raced in, following Kenma.
"Alright everyone, gather up. We get 30 coins per person. Whoever gets the most tickets wins!" You challenged.
"What do they win?" Kuroo asked.
"Uh... OH! THE LOSER HAS TO BUY THE WINNER SOMETHING!" You exclaimed.
So, the four of you raced around the arcade-like children. You got scolded for yelling because you lost to Bokuto is a racing game, but it was worth it.
After around an hour, you were looking for the boys.
"Where the hell did they..."
Someone grabbed your waist with both hands.
"AH WHAT THE FUCK?! LET ME GO! GET OFF! GET O-"
"Chill! I'm sorry!" Kuroo grinned and let go of you. You hit his arm and sighed in relief.
"You scared the shit outta me." You grumbled.
"C'mon, Bokuto and Kenma and waiting."
You hurried over to a photobooth.
"OKAY WHO WON?!" Bokuto shouted.
"I DID!" You yelled back.
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN I'M THE WINNER HERE!"
"NO WAY! I WON!"
"OH YEAH? EVERYONE COUNT THEIR TICKETS!" Bokuto ordered.
You counted them all in a rush.
"146!" You exclaimed.
"143- GAAAHH!" Bokuto groaned.
"Damn I got 139!" Kuroo sighed.
Kenma chuckled. "...467."
"WHAT?!" You all shouted.
"Kuroo, can you buy me a new hoodie? Y'know, because you lost?" He said smugly.
"The disrespect I'm receiving is ASTRONOMICAL." He groaned and pulled out his wallet, then paused. "Speaking of astronomy-"
"KUROO."
You giggled as Kuroo muttered, "Astro-fuckin-nomical."
When he came back, he had an oversized red hoodie that had the Nintendo logo on it.
"Woah. Thanks! I thought you'd buy something dumb." Kenma 'complimented'.
Kuroo's mouth flew open. "You're all so rude today. What'd I do?"
"YOU IGNORED US WHEN WE ASKED FOR HELP!"
"WELL, YOU-"
Your attention snapped over to a messy-haired boy entering the arcade.
Is that Genkei?
You hid your face; you didn't feel like dealing with him today.
But he saw you.
"Ame-san, can you believe this?!" Bokuto dragged your attention back to him.
"Huh?"
He pointed to Kuroo, who was holding his hair up and shouting "HEY HEY HEYYY!" with little voice cracks.
You laughed half-heartedly.
If Genkei is here, he'll try to mess with me. God, I hate this!
You peeked over at where he was again.
IS THAT PERVERT NIKO WITH HIM?!
UGH!
You groaned internally. Great. Now, a pervert and an asshole were in an arcade with you.
The only person that seemed to notice your discomfort was Kenma.
"Y/n, you okay?" He muttered quietly to you as Bokuto and Kuroo continued mocking each other.
You nodded. "Yeah, I just have to go to the bathroom. I'll be right back."
And, on your way to the bathroom, the two boys stopped you.
(I'm not going to go into detail here, I think everyone knows what I'm implying. TW for panic attacks)
You were in the dark corner of the arcade, curled up in a ball. They'd put your clothes back on and took the shirt out of your mouth so you could finally speak again, but you didn't.
You stayed silent, other than small whimpers and cries.
Niko and Genkei simply left you there.
Am I having a heart attack?
Am I dying?
Can I move?
You lifted your arm.
Okay. I can move.
A single tear slid down your cheek as your breathing sped up.
Why didn't I do anything?
Couldn't I have fought back??
I could've screamed!
I could've shouted!
Oh my god.
I could've fought back but I didn't.
People will be so disgusted with me.
You could hear your heart beating faster and faster as your vision blurred.
I can't tell anyone.
No. I have to!
No, I didn't fight back. It's not a crime if I didn't fight back.
SHUT UP! YES, IT IS!
Wait!
No, I-
You began to get dizzy.
Your eyelids felt so heavy.
"Where is she?!"
"Sir, I don't know. I just work here."
"She said she'd go to the bathroom, but now she's gone! What happened to him-
AME-SAN!"
Your eyes were half-closed. Spilling out tears everywhere. Your jeans weren't even zipped up or buttoned, and your shirt was ripped on the collar.
"Oh my god," Kuroo whispered. Bokuto helped you up.
You didn't even look up at him, you just cried into his chest.
"Hey..." He whispered, rubbing your back. He noticed the hickies scattered across your neck. "I'm so sorry I wasn't here."
Kenmare's eyes were wide and Kuroo was covering your body. You didn't realize, but your shirt had been torn so much that it was practically showing your bra (if you wear one) to everyone.
Kenma took off his new hoodie and handed it to you. You nodded, wiping your tears away.
Kuroo and Bokuto looked angry. Furious, even.
"You wanna go home?"
You nodded.
It's not like your parents would contact the police or talk to them or anything. They'd done illegal things before, and they'd always told it not to trust the police.
So reporting the boys wasn't an option.
Not for you.
Kuroo was the only one who had a car out of the four of you, so he drove you home. Kenma told you that you could return the hoodie whenever you wanted.
When you arrived at your house - and Bokuto insisted on walking you the door - you saw another car in the driveway.
The door opened.
"Hey, you little shit- oh my gosh what happened to you?"
Your brother was finally home.
Just in time for the first crisis.