《I'm happy you're okay now(rewriting in process)》16
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real short chapter bc the ending of the last one was so cringe, but this one..
word count 2266
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right about now i'd be happy to have some dick, ArByZ or sleeping.
but i could hear voices trembling pleading for me to wake up and to open my eyes, feeling the tightness on my wrist, my neck hurt from laying a way oddly.
"y/n. wake up."
i could feel my arm being held high and my neck drooping below my shoulder, smelling the heavy rain as it gave me a headache from the metal roof.
"-please."
my eyes once again were bloodied over and hard to open; i jerked awake feeling my hand stay in the spot it was, the chains made a loud noise hurting my already hurt hand.
i could hear talking, no not talking, mumbles.
a dog licking the leaks of water from the ground, a brown whippet of the sort.
it looked desperate for a drink of water.
my name called lowly, but harshly.
"y/n"
i turned my head as far as u could feeling my wrist twist the chain that was attached to what looked like a wooden beam, and a wooden table.
i pulled harshly for my hand hoping it would simply slide out, but it wasn't.
my knees were in the ground as my wrist supported most of my body, my eyes locked onto the table; it was screwed into the rotting stained bloody floor boards.
my hearing was sort of patchy, and i couldn't hear the team calling out for me behind me.
a soft pow whistle and a clap of two fingers for the dog to come to him.
kiyoomi had his bare hand sticking from the cell petting at the ragged dog.
he clicked his tongue and let out soft "sh sh's" for the dogs whimpering to hault.
the squeaking of the wooden swing on the front porch banged against the outside wall, only making the dog coward.
"it's okay why are you scared, no need to be; look at you such a good handsome boy"
a finger waved infront of my face into my chest almost knocking me off my wobbly knees seeing it so close to my face, only for me to look up and see the one and only Miya fucking Atsumu.
"go-od t'a see ya'.." his hand held to my chest as he let out a weak smile.
"atsumu i- are you.." regaining my mind feeling my other hand tied to the same one, it wasn't like that before.
"it hurts" he whimpered, his hands were tied and locked to the table as of his feet were as well, his eyes were red and puffy; he had his hand in a fist, his toes were crunched and his muscles were relaxed.
i could see the blood that was rotting the floor, was indeed his blood.
i could only see the table. and the empty gasoline cans below it; a green dusty painted kitchen, a stained fridge with broken glass on the floor boards, one wooden pole in the middle of the house which was connected to me and atsumu.
his thighs had holes that went deep, he had tools laid out around his body, screwdrivers, nails, hammers, he wasnt in a okay shape.
hearing his soft sniffles as he used his strength to look over at me as the rest of everyone slept in their cells except kiyoomi.
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"kita isn't here, y/n i swear he's not here" his jaw clenched to the point i heard his teeth.
zoning back in i wobbly tried to stand up shushing atsumu.
"he's okay, he prolly is getting help atsumu, don't worry ab kita he's smart."
i used the chain on my hands to my advantage to help me stand i felt my hands hurting from the weight but i spinned around slowly, seeing suna asleep in the floor covering his head, aran in the same cell in a corner with his head pushed to the concrete sleeping very lightly.
osamu, he wasn't anywhere to be seen.
"you're awake"kiyoomi rubbed the dogs missing ear now watching me examine where i was.
"poor atsumu been there for four hours"
my head cocked to see atsumu's red bloodied face, his cut arms, and gashed open stomach.
i gave a serious confused look only for atsumu to push through his teeth biting of pain.
"f-four hours of this.— you've been..counting- you d-o care omi."
"i care about living. and hopefully you value that as much once you get off that table."
"omi-" he cut me off quickly and harshly with a very snarling face.
"don't call me that"
"okay.." silence..
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we sat there for silence almost 15 minutes until kiyoomi grabbed the dogs collar tightly making the dog whimper.
"omi omi what're ya doin-.."
the dog cried out loudly once until it yanked and snapped at his hands.
the dog coward with its tail between its legs now trotting back to the blue dusty old couch.
"whyd you do that."
"y/n??"
"i did nothing.."kiyoomis voice silent.
suna grabbed the cell bars pressing his face to them tightly now sticking his hand out for me, "is it you?? are you okay? did they hurt you!?"
i quickly felt a little comfort, but also felt pressured.
"suna, i'm-. what did they do to you??"
cutting me off he pointed at my legs "you're not fine! what did they do??"
kiyoomi side glanced at my wounds, looked at atsumu.. and scoffed.
"your head" i stared at his bloodied head and dried blood all over him to show him what i was talking about.
"oh that's from the crash i'm fine. does that hurt? how long have you been here??"
"she just woke up not twenty minutes ago, act like she'll know." kiyoomi had his hands dangling on the outside of the cage holding his hands in fists.
suna side glanced kiyoomi only for his death stare to meet a brick wall that separated them.
"i missed- you so much.." suna grabbed his head pushing his hair back to stop some tears as his nose became stuffed. he sniffled and held the bars tightly.
"you'll be safe, you'll be okay."
he pushed his head to the cold rusted bars now closing his eyes as his body hiccuped from the tears.
"suna, i'm- fine. we're gonna get out of here"
atsumu's raspy voice laughed. "how."
"shut up. we'll find a way.." suna pushed himself against the bars now sitting down, he crossed his legs about a foot behind the bars.. and stared at me.
his eyes didn't leave me, call it creepy. but comforting. his eyes wandered all over my body studying me.
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a loud engine started coming into the distance of the rain, kiyoomis arms quickly went inside the cell, suna in a instant pushed himself to the back of the brick wall.
aran immediately woke up now cowarding in the corner, atsumu pulled at his restraints silently begging to himself.
the truck sounded old, beat up, and could break down at any moment.
it's muffler got louder, and louder..until it died.
sunas eyes locked with mine and he didn't break contact until the car door slammed his eyes quickly shut.
i knew, i shut my eyes aswell biting my inner cheek for any type of mercy.
the mumbling of talking closed in until the screen door opened. and the wooden door opened inwards into the house revealing people i haven't seen before.
a short, white frizzy long haired scrawny man, but he didn't look anything human, his face was lumped, wrinkled, and scarred, his two fingers in each hand was joined and he walked oddly.
his laugh was high pitch, something you'd hear before you entered a haunted house or something, the second one was big..
dark brown hair thick eyebrows, and big muscles. his voice was deep, his laugh..sounded like it could be the devil.
entering only came more people, a woman.
the girl had a very large forehead, thin hair, a yellow sun flower dress on with no shoes, her teeth were sticking from her face as if she had been beaten.
her face was lumpy, her forehead was worse.
she rushed into the room closed to the door shutting it behind her, she held her stomach she was very far along pregnant.
as more people walked in the building one entered the room with the young girl, she didn't look anything older than 16.
the biggest one threw his bow in the kitchen counter now grabbing my body spinning me around looking at my skin.
atsumu whimpered silently eyes shut tightly.
"let her go fucking-"
aran grabbed sunas mouth holding him to his chest as the biggest one quickly threw me aside pushing me to the floor as he walked to the cells grabbing the cells.
he pulled on them making loud rattling noises, he grunted loudly as suna held his head.
he grabbed at his pants pulling keys from his pocket now flipping through them determined to open the cell as he stared at suna.
he found the key, held it up to the gate with a large smile.
"stop." i said bluntly.
the man, that thing. turned around now slowly staring at my legs and the condition they were in.
he pushed the keys back to his deep pocket now pulling his bandolier off, and his arrows from his back aswell now grabbing my hands.
he quickly pulled the chains from around the pole my hands were still handcuffed, but the heavy chains weren't on the pole.
the large man picked me up over his shoulder carrying me away from the kitchen as i struggled. atsumu's voiced finally rose. so did sunas.
they screamed for him to put me down as i tried my best to get off.
he pushed me into a old plaid couch now starting to pull his shirt off, i only screamed pushing my feet between the cushions pushing myself away until my neck met the arm rest.
the young girls cries echoed the house as she screamed in pain, the headboard was hitting the wall making dust fall from the lights.
suna screamed as he was now face pressed to the cage screaming the most for him to get away.
the white haired man jumped infront of suna, he grabbed his black shirt holding a knife to his shirt as he laughed. suna pulled away harshly whimpering as aran held his waist trying to pull him away.
but the white one had ahold of sunas shirt, suna let out a blood hurdled scream as the man cut into the shirt scraping his skin as he pulled away, the shirt coming completely off. the white one screamed happily running into the same room the two other men where in..with the girl.
hearing his scream only made me panic, i quickly pushed my feet against the man crawling towards me as he pulled his clothes off, i rushed around the animal hides, the hanging dripping dry body of a female.
only for me to be jerked to a hault infront of sunas cell, i fell harshly, and my teeth only seemed to hit my gums.
the chain was taunt, and the mans boot was heavily in the chain ends, which caused me to fall and face plant.
the man quickly grabbed the chains pulling them in as i quickly tried to recover, i came to my knees pushing myself up feeling my weak knees hurt, only for a strong force to push me to my face again, my breast hurt in the hard dusty floor.
atsumu only whispered softly and quickly, seemed as if he was praying.
my face smooshed harshly by his large hand that covered my whole head.
soft faint talking. but gibberish filled my head.
"she then don't come"
"girl bath"
"stop-!"
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suna had already rushed to the cage door once again with his bloodied forearm, reaching out pleading for the man to stop as if he understood him.
the man was pulling down my pants, rubbing up my back as i screamed for him to stop, feeling his dirty callused hand made me want to kill myself.
the man grunted with his jagged smile, he looked down at my bare ass, and back at suna and only smiled widely.
making suna furious, he banged the cells bars, making the rattling the man made before hand.
he was cussing everything out, kiyoomi was watching this, aran had his face covered trying to pull suna from the cell entrance.
atsumu was crying as i heard his sniffles, and his whispering softly.
the man quickly pulled my pants down completely. until the white one rushed out of the room pulling his pants up pulling his hand to the air and rushing out the door. the door slammed.
the bigger one huffed in anger now grabbing my body and pushing me into a wooden chair, he put me infront of a dead hanging body of a woman, and quickly ripped the chains off hurting me, wrapped my wrists against the arm rests with barbwire as it cut into my skin.
he quickly rushed out mumbling everything jumbled and slammed the door after screaming. "
and slammed the door.
the ones in the room, seemed to be young. and i was zoned out from this, i was terrified.
it was sure a hell to live, not knowing what'll happen next, as suna sobs for me.
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