Diabla

V

"Heidi let's go." Jacob gripped my waist, I don't think he saw the lady. I'm sure that was mom. She looked exactly like y/n, or maybe it was the drugs making me see things.

"Did you see that lady in purple? She looked like mom. I'm sure that was mom, what is she doing here?" I yelled over the loud music.

He looked behind him. "Heidi, your mom doesn't wear purple! It's probably the lights, they might've confused you!" No. I'm sure that was mom.

"Is he coming?" I asked. I still couldn't get that lady out of my head. I'm sure that was y/n, there was no doubt that they look exactly alike. "He's on his way here. Don't worry about it. Are you sure your okay?"

I darted my eyes around. That woman was y/n, but why would she be here?

"Yea, I'm fine." I gripped his hand.

"Let's go to a hotel. If your mom sees you like this, she's going to kill everyone. Unless you want to go home. I can't leave you with your dad either, he's going to kill me. Everyone is after me." He chuckled nervously.

He was right; we can't go home. Especially in this state.

"Maybe she won't notice?" We were almost at the door.

"Your mother is blind when she wants to be. Come on, let's go. Something feels off." The moment he said that, there was a round of gunshots. His hand swung over me and ducked my head down.

I took a quick glance at where the gunshots were coming from. A stampede of people were trying to get out. They pushed and shoved me around. The only thing that was keeping me still was Jacob's grip.

"It's Diabla!" People were screaming.

I caught a glimpse of a purple dress. She was in the same place Kita was at.

Another round.

People kept screaming and pushing through us. The stupid shoes.

"What is y/n doing here!?" Jacob screamed, trying to look over us.

"It was that woman with the purple dress. I'm telling you! It's my mom." I pointed at Kita so he could see what I was seeing.

He loomed over my body and picked me up.

"We'll worry about this later. We need to get to Kageyama." He ran out of the club, carrying me. People kept screaming Diabla, running for their lives. Was she really this feared?

"Something's wrong. That isn't y/n." I heard him whisper to himself. I looked around. The gunshots had stopped, but the people panicking didn't. Jacob was trying his best, so I didn't get hit by the people running off.

If that isn't mom, then who else could it be?

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"Tendou, really, though. Your closer to Jacob than I am. Help him out. He's just a kid and look how he's doing. Not great at all." I burped.

"Y/n you can't control the kid. If his parents don't, then nobody can. He's done for, no hope in bringing him back." He tried to pull the bottle out of my hand. That's not the way I saw it.

"Rehab. That's what it's for. We could send him off to rehab, a good six months or so. He's just a kid, he shouldn't be doing all of this." I wonder what they're doing, it's pretty late. They didn't say they were going to stay out this late, and they haven't called. I gulped down my drink.

"Y/n, Jacob is a kid. We're not his parents, we can't force him into anything. He's happy right now with Heidi, he always has been." I took the bottle away from him, he was drinking too much.