Chapter 12

Warning for psychotic episodes (Shoyo has a Psychotic Disorder)


+mentions and scenes of self harm, anorexia/eating disorders, rape, murder and graphic descriptions of violence


Hinata pov:


I honestly do not know where I am, but I don't care anymore.. I HAVE NO NEED TO CARE!


Could the police be on my back..? No... I killed them!


How funny is it that they're all dead because of their poor actions!? It's hilarious!


And everyone's faces! Ha! Priceless!


And poor sweet Yume... I hope she rots in the hospital...


And I hope my bitch-ass father finally is proud of me.. if that's even possible.


3rd person pov:


Shoyo ran for hours on end, passing horrified family's, not caring that he was covered in blood. He ran past many neighbourhoods until his feet could've fallen off.


Once he escaped running past 2 towns, he found himself in an empty field.


Without knowing, he stood there for almost and hour, hallucinating and laughing until he finally passed out.


His ankles were bruised and bloody, and had many scabs. At one point he had lost his jacket so his cuts and scabs were very noticeable.


His bright orange hair turned gloomy and boring, almost as if it was a grey-orange.


He had black and red eye bags as well as dried up tears under his eyes.


He was unusually skinny, due to his lack of meals. When the abuse started, his dad forced to skip meals a lot. Soon after when he was aloud to eat, he didn't really. It was almost as if his dad manipulated him into having an eating disorder. He would eat from time to time so his dad wouldn't scold him for trying to kill himself, because he wants to kill him.


It hadn't been long until Shoyo woke up, feeling a tiny bit more sane, and terrified.


He had realized what he did.


He had realized what 𝐡𝐞 did.


His first reaction was him lashing out on himself, scratching his dry skin, tearing out his hair, screaming and sobbing for forgiveness.


He put his hands into fist and started beating himself up, somehow.


His voice kept cracking like he was gonna loose his it.


The scratching turned into very violent cutting, reopening old scars on his forearm.


He wanted to die, for all the bad things he had done. He was a criminal after all.


Not only him being mad at himself, he was confused and delusional. He had no idea where he was, he just remembers running for hours on end.


He stopped freaking out and tried to collect himself.


"F-fuck!" He said with a loud gasp. He had never seen his arms so bloody in his entire life.


But with the amount of blood he had just lost, it only makes sense for him to pass out or even die. But, that's not the case.


Shoyo stumbled to the ground, shaking and sobbing again, but silently. He thought that he was gonna die, here out in the middle of nowhere, where no one would find him.


As much as he wanted to die, he also wanted to do stuff. He wanted to apologize, he wanted to see his friends for the last time, he wanted to apologize to Yume for trying to kill her, and wishing for her to rot and he badly wanted to bury his mother, in a garden surrounded by pretty flowers. And there was Natsu.


He forgot about Natsu.


He tried to get up, but couldn't because the state of his ankles were terrible.


He cried, thinking that this was the end, and that he would die not escaping the terrible world he lived in. No, but rather escaping on the worst note ever.


He layed there for what felt like hours, wondering why he didn't die yet. Then it hit him.


That wasn't all his blood, it was also some of the officers.


Shoyo felt dumb, very dumb. And embarrassed. But there was no one there to make fun of him, expect himself.


He managed to sit himself up and blankly between into the distance.


After a while of thinking, he knew what he had to do.


He knew that Max and the others wouldn't feel too good about this. They understood why he had killed the men that raped him but he had killed the officers for no good reason.


He hadn't really gotten too deep within the abuse and trauma he went through with them, but they know, and are supportive. And he understood Akio the most.


Akio grew up in an abusive house hold, trying to help his brother by doing the most. When he was born his mother wanted a daughter and not a boy. Somehow the ultrasound went wrong and they assumed he was a girl. So when he came out a boy, his mom wasn't very happy.


She acted as if she didn't care, and still loved him at the hospital, but as soon as they got home, that's when it started.


When Akio was still a baby, all she did was neglect him, while her husband wouldn't. He tried his best to make Akio have a good childhood until his mom suggested something.


When Akio turned 5 his mom got pregnant with another baby. Everything was fine! The ultrasound said that it would be a girl, and she was thrilled.


Well, she was disappointed. And this is when the abuse started. She took out her anger on Akio. His dad tried his best to help, but Akio only wanted him to raise his brother for him.


And that's what happened.


As much as his dad felt bad, it was really his only choice. Since his mom threatened to kill them if they ever called the police.


Things were pretty much the same until Akio turned 10. At this time Akio got severely injured by his mom, which caused his dad to break.


He got in a huge argument with the mom which led to him actually calling the police.


As soon as he was done, she rushed straight to the garage. His dad thought she was going to run away, so he followed her hoping to stop her.


Huge mistake.


Once he got into the garage she grabbed the shotgun off the wall and shot him in the head, 3 times. She got out of the garage and searched for the kids. Akio heard the gun and immediately when looking for his brother. It wasn't pretty when he saw it.


His brother laying on the floor with blood oozing out of his chest and his moms chin blown open with the gun in her hand.


Not long after the police arrived, finding a traumatized Akio under the kitchen table.


After the incident he was taken to a mental hospital so he can learn how to express his emotions again, but no matter how much they tried, he just couldn't do it.


Finally, he was taken by a family, who's happened to be Annie's. They never really addressed as Akio as their new son, or Annie's brother but more as a friend, since Akio didn't want to be addressed like that.


Annie and Akio grew closer and they seem to know everything about each other. Now Akio even feels a bit comfortable showing emotions to even Max and Shoyo.


So he new that maybe Akio would understand him, since he experienced similar trauma.


Annie didn't really have trauma, expect the one time her uncle sexually assaulted her, but she is recovering.


And he doesn't really know about Max, but he hopes to learn soon.


Shoyo just really hopes they can accept him. He wants to go back to them.


He tried his best to stand up, stumbling a bit but succeeding.


Shoyo began his journey.



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"Hello officer! It's good to see you!" Ukai said as he sat down in an old, blue chair.


"You seem lively, what's the occasion?" A man with black hair responded.


"Well, when you called me in I was nervous at first, but I'm also a bit excited to hear the news." Ukai sighed.


"Well, his dad wasn't available to talk, and I know you're close with him. So I thought this was a good time."


"Now to the point. Yesterday he was seen passing both **** and ****, not stopping until he wasn't able to be found."


That made his heart drop.


"Not only that, but that girl... who was it.." the officer trialed off.


"Oh right! Yae, yeah she was correct."


"Correct about what?" Ukai snapped.


"Right, you weren't there. During our discussion Yae suggested that Shoyo was raped by those guys."


That almost made him stop breathing.


"How do you know that!?"


"We found out that next door was an 11 year old home alone. She was looking out her window when she saw it. She didn't want to tell anyone since she was petrified, but once the news came on she decided to tell her mother."


He took a breath.


"And she had video evidence. It's not the most glamorous video quality, but it's enough to tell it was him."


He lost his breath.


"Though we wouldn't recommend you watching it, it's a bit gruesome. But if you wish to see it we have it ri-"


Ukai cut him off.


"That's enough! Why the actual hell would I want to see my student get raped!?" Ukai yelled.


The officer laughed, "Haha, okay, okay, I get it. There were some people who wanted to see it though so I figured maybe you wanted to as well!"


This made Ukai's blood boil.


"Who did you show it to!? Why would you!? He's a fucking child!??"


"Don't worry about it, it was just the professionals, but let's get to the serious part."


Ukai sighed and sat back into his chair.


"We know that he underwent trauma as a child, but overcame that. So other that the rape there must've been something else that broke him."


"So what are you suggesting?" Ukai murmured.


"Well I thought hard, and it came to me. His mother's body was never buried or treated properly. So I suggest that Mr. Hinata has something to do with it."


Ukai swallowed.


"Also we know that he isn't a very good person, abandoning his family and treating his clients like shit.."


"I also don't like him, he creeps me out. So I understand where you're coming from."


"Well thank you for this opportunity, and I'm sure to get further into our investigation!"


"Oh, thank you.." Ukai awkwardly said as he left the room.


He thought about the future and how he'll be able to help Shoyo. All he knows is that Shoyo isn't the happy, energetic volleyball player he knows anymore.


Thank you for reading!!
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