𝑰𝒕 was hard for many people to see you always dragging your injured body to the hospital, but not as much as it hurt geto. His first big mission had started and even tho it was just being an assistant, it was a hard job. And thinking that you do these type of missions every month at least up to three times just didn't sit right with him.
Yes, he may be not gojo because gojo knew more about you than him, but he also knew a huge part of your childhood, yet still, it hurt him how gojo always could do something good for you yet he couldn't.
The scars, the cuts or even severe injuries you get on your body everyday made him guilty for not being able to protect you, but he can't. The organization itself is a shitty place, sadly he grew up there, so there wasn't a leaving soon.
He had thought about this many times, too many fucking times. Everyday, every night he'd think about making you leave the organization and leave himself after.
Firstly, there are gonna be many people that are gonna get in his way if he'd try to make you leave. Secondary, you wouldn't agree, the only reason you wouldn't is because of your childhood friend, no not gojo. Plus, Leaving or betraying the organization meant death.
It was a hard choice, but he knew he could hide the both of you somewhere safe. You two could run away, far away so nobody could find the two of you.
Geto finally made up his mind after his boss had noticed him zoning out many times. He was gonna make you leave, he had enough with you sacrificing your life for other people's, it was unfair. Why should you die and they get to live?
His hand shook as he reached over the phone he had after getting permission from his 'boss' to leave early. It was risky, but it was also a must.
On the other side, you were actually this time with Eli, warren and sally because Eli had called you over. You walked away from the group to answer getos call.
"Hello?" The other side was silent, just pure silence. "Uhm, geto? Hello? Are you okay?" Geto was silent as his heart beat quickly, and hearing your soft voice made him narrow his eyebrows.
"Yes, I'm here. Sorry, I didn't notice you answered." "Its fine! Haha! What do you-" "y/n. Listen to me carefully. I want you to meet up with me, I'll send the location, you're fine with it right? I need you here right now." "sure! I'll tell my friends and be on my way."
Just hearing how you would easily listen to him made geto think it would be easy to make you leave, maybe a small argument but in the end you'd listen, right?
"Hey guys, sorry I have to go" you rubbed your nape "Huh why??" Sally frowned as yenna tried to get in your hold "Sorry, my friend called me to something important" she nodded, saying that she understands but a bad feeling filled her stomach, it wasn't just her. Eli and Warren had felt the feeling too, but they couldn't hold you back, there was no reason.
"Alright then! Bye bye!" You hugged her and waved at the rest your goodbyes, and Eli felt like this was gonna be a final goodbye, quickly snapping out the nerve wrecking thoughts he shook his head.
You walked all the way over to the location, not without taking buses and trains. A pond of anxiety hit you when the streets started to darken and the alleyways being completely quiet which had creeped you out.
Looking up, you saw an abandoned building when you arrived at the locations pin point. You weren't sure if this was the right place, yet still opened the door which had creaked when you opened it.
"To the rooftop." You read out loud what geto had sent you. You took careful yet fast steps to arrive quickly. You opened the blue, metal door which lead to the rooftop.
You could only make out Getos back, looking at the view beneath him. "Hey! Geto!!" You ran over to him and he turned his head slowly.
Geto couldn't look at you in eyes at first, but he needed to be brave for this, to prepare himself for a big argument. "what's so important, geto?" your cherry voice made him rethink this decision.
He took a deep breath, collecting his thoughts, gripping the katana handle he had brought, but fortunately got to hide. "Y/n." You hummed , nodding your head a little.
"Listen, im gonna be straight forward. I need you, no I want you to leave this organization" his chest beat anxiously as you let his deep voice sink in your ears.
You were thrown back, the first thought was that this is a joke. "Uh..Are you joking-" "I'm not joking y/n." You stumbled a bit "...what? Why would I?" Confusion hit your mind, was he joking? Or was he actually serious?
"I can't handle seeing you get injured anymore, I'm sorry. B-but listen to me! I already made a plan okay? W-We'll both leave! You leave first then I'll follow behind" he forced a nervous grin, trying to ease his nerves.
Your eyes widened "Geto what? No, I'm sorry, you already know why I won't leave." Your friend, your dear, dear friend. He knew exactly why you wouldn't dare to leave, yet he still asks you too?
"Y/n, please!-" "why does it matter to you anyways? So what if I get injured? Sure you're my best friend! But that doesn't mean you get to involve yourself in my business! You know exactly why I don't wanna leave" you glared at him, after realizing that he actually meant it, your fists clenched in anger.
Geto sighed and looked up at the stormy sky. "Guess you leave me no choice, I want you to leave the organization. Just because I know what happened in your childhood doesn't mean I won't keep you getting injured like this!" He gripped his shirt, glaring right back at you.
Blood droplets fell on the ground, from your clenched fist. Anger, anger was the only thing that took over your mind. Geto knew everything, yet he treated your past like this?
"Geto, what's wrong with you? Do you know much my past means to me?! My friend that had died because of me?!? Geto answer!!" Angry tears blurred your vision as hatred for the long haired man build up in your chest, none and I mean none, gets to disrespect your past like this.
He stood, calm and collected watching as Your tears mixed along with rain drops. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that." You sighed, grateful that he was still in his mind "I should've said worse, Y/n. I do not care about your dead friend, the past is the past. Didn't you already get over it? Its been twelve years for fuck's sake!!" His desperate voice didn't bother you, you were busy sinking in his words, he didn't care, was he acting like it the whole time?
Getos eyes widen when he heard a laugh "Okay okay, stop the acting-" "I wish I was!! Y/n would you take this seriously?! You're so naive!!" He was bothered, but quickly realized his words "Im sorry." Gripping his hair, he tried to get himself together.
Furrowing your eyebrows, you weren't sure if you could handle this overwhelming information. "Get it inside your mind, Geto. I promised him something, and this promise matters the world to me, and you know exactly what the promise was. So don't make this harder for the both of us" swallowing the bitter feeling of hatred down, you turned around to walk away, thinking the day would end like this and you could forget all about this.
Geto hurried to grab your arm, glaring at you as thin, yet frequent droplets of rain fell on the both of you. "Guess I'll have to do this the hard way, you'll leave. That will be my mission, I won't let you leave until one of us dies. Think of this as a Fight or death battle." You stared at him, speechless.
He took many steps back, and pulled out the Katana, he needed it if he was gonna fight you. "Geto, this is childish! Go home! Forget about making me leave, you won't succeed." Your ice cold voice matched with the weather, making geto get chills at your unwelcoming glare filled with hatred.
His chest filled with regret, but he had to. It didn't matter if this was a stupid reason, he was gonna make you leave.
Grumbling, you turned your back to him, guilt, sadness and disappointed filled your chest, you stumbled over to the blue door but a force closed it when you wanted to open it.
You glared at him "I told you forget about it, please." Your voice cracked mid sentence as you didn't want to believe that your best friend was like this, the only who always comforted you in your hardest moments, the amazing memories you had with him made you tear up.
Getos heart ached when depressing tears blended with cold rain. "I'm sorry, either way you're leaving or I'm gonna go with violence." His icy voice made you sob, you didn't want to believe all of this. "Why are you like this all of the sudden??" You looked at him through the blurring tears "I hate seeing you get injured! I found you at the hospital almost dead last time!! Do you think this is healthy!!??" His yelling made you break down "I'm sorry, I don't wanna, I don't want you fight you but I don't wanna leave the organization" you tried the best you could to wipe away the upcoming tears.
You made him feel sympathy for your pathetic self. "Choose, either we fight or you leave." You didn't want to choose any one of those. Don't get me wrong, geto didn't want to fight you either, but he couldn't care seeing you almost dead looking like a zombie almost everyday!
Imagine you see a family member or a really close friend that had made you happy almost you whole life almost dead or look like the most miserable person ever. It made him terrified whenever you were highly injured and the chances of you dying being high.
"If you aren't gonna start the fight, then I'm going to. Since I'm guessing you won't leave, because of that promise" he unsheathed the Katana, revealing its sharp blade.
You took a few steps back "g-geto" you held up a hand and shook your head as tears kept falling and falling.
He charged at you, raising his hands up along with the katana to hit but you quickly moved out the way. He directed the katanas tip in your direction again, but this time he slashed your face.
A deep straight line from your left cheek over to your right, going over your nose. You clutched the deep cut and let out screams of pain when the stinging began.
Geto yet only stared at you with icy eyes, he had to keep his posture and attack until you give up and leave.
The only thing shown was the top of your head as you kept clutching the heavily bleeding cut. Your face being completely covered, geto took this as a chance to attack.
But his eyes widened when you blocked the katanas piercing blade with your forearms that had formed an X shielding your face.
When he got a good look at your face, he backed away in horror. Your eyes, completely white, no pupils. Many thoughts raced through his mind as he tried to not panic, but no giving up or leaving now. He was gonna fight you, even when you were practically unconscious.
Blood got forced out his mouth when a bolting kick was thrown at his stomach, hitting his lungs too.
Getos breathing got heavier and heavier as he tried to gasp for the sweet air. You didn't care, no it wasn't even you, if it was you, you would've stopped. But no, you kept sending attacks the gasping geto.
He grit his teeth and slashed the katana against your face again, a lucky hit you didn't see coming. The new cut ran vertical from your right eye down to your jaw.
Yet it didn't bother you anymore, you couldn't feel any hits or cuts from him. One single sentence that came out his mouth a few moments ago filled your mind 'I don't care about your dead friend' it was as if his voice lived in your head.
One point was set inside your mind, more like body, it was to get your revenge for disrespecting your dead friend. The friend that you held and still hold so dearly. The friend that had died because of you, the friend that always made you feel like on top of the world, the friend that always made you feel better about yourself and his comfort was warming than any other.
Just memories of him, the dark haired male with mesmerizing violet eyes. He always told you how much he loved you and adored you, but that accident still played inside your mind.
The accident that happened many, many years ago. The taste of flesh in your mouth came back, making you want to throw up your insides and just cut off your whole jaw and stomach.
Geto was all bloody on the ground as hits and hits kept swelling his whole body up. You were on top of him after you had kicked the katana meters away from his reach.
'I don't care about your dead friend' Geto let out a loud bloodcurdling scream as a sharp stinging and ripping was felt in his left shoulder. The scream echoed through the whole place making some birds nearby fly away.
You were ripping his skin as your hand dug deep inside his shoulder, the flesh ripping making his mind go numb from pain. He laid there everything going numb from pain, but he managed to let out a few words "....Y-y/n plea..." He passed out and you got snapped back into reality. Your eyes widening when you saw him.
The feeling of the mushy warm meat in your fist made you tremble in fear, angsty tears fell down your eyes when you saw an half dead geto with many injuries. The disgusting feeling of puking buil up in your throat. "Geto! Geto! No, no, no please please please!! wake up...please" your sobbing filled the place as you tried to shake him awake. You didn't know what to do, you were too overwhelmed.
Fear over came you and you quickly took out your phone "Come on! Please! Please!" You kept trying to call shoko or gojo but because of your bloody hands your phone would lag making it eventually turn off.
"No...no! NO! PLEASE!..please!" Anxiety and panic filled you as you thought that geto was dying, he wouldn't wake up. His hearts beating was very slow.
Your breaths quickened until your mind became fuzzy "No, its my fault....again" rain mixed along with tears and blood. The scars on your face started to sting again. Your clear tears dropped on his cheek.
You couldn't handle the overwhelming scene anymore and stood up with shaky legs "Please be okay...please!" You wobbled out the place after what felt like ages. You were scared, scared of being caught killing your friend again, you couldn't stay with his Half dead body, the scene was too much for you.
The thoughts inside your head were all degrading towards you, telling you how you always kill people who care for you "...its wasn't my fault..please, He's not dead..he isnt dead" you kept dragging your body down the streets.
Luckily it was a stormy weather so none was out there to see your bloody face, clothes, hair basically everything. Tears kept pouring out your puffy eyes, your breath staggered as you wanted to quickly reach your house.
Thinking of gojo now, what if he got mad at you? What if he wants to fight you too? What if it'll happen again? Your poor mind was stressing you out.
"No, he won't be mad at me right? I promise I'll make everything better...please it wasn't my fault, it wasn't...." What if he never wanted to look at you again? You weren't his only best friend, geto mattered to him too.
Thinking of all the memories you were gonna lose if geto died, you weren't ready for this, you didn't want any if this happening. Your sobbings and wailing got louder as you tried not to fall dow, with your knees bending a few times.
Gojo won't leave you as his best friend, right? He wont scream and shout at you for always killing his close friends right? "...no, geto isnt dead" your salty tears slid inside your mouth.
Finally after ages, you reached your apartment and since it was like 3am you got out the keys, trying to contain your crying to not make anyone wake up at this hour.
You opened the front door after many tries with your shaky, bloody hands. The moment you closed the door you fell to your knees and continued sobbing.
You were left with no tears as your eyes stung making it worse along the other scars you had gotten. Memories of your best friend kept flashing inside your head, From geto comforting you to the memories where you did stupid stuff together. If he dies, you'll never, ever get to have memories with him again, just like Yasushi.
Being too tired to think anymore, you leaned your head against the door and lulled yourself to sleep, but the traumatic event a few hours ago kept playing in your mind rent free.
Tears started to build up again and your sniffles got louder whenever your breath staggered for air. Hiccups leaving your sore throat, tired from all the crying, screaming and fighting.
You didn't give a fuck about your bloodied self or your injuries, only Geto was on your mind right now.
Days or weeks have passed and you didn't build up the motivation nor strength to get up and shower, eat, clean yourself up or even going to school.
You had lost all motivation to do anything, your body and mind numbing with the time. Your disgusting smell and dried, crusty blood still on you. Your scars still not healed and probably got infected slightly.
Everything hurt, your mind, your body, your eyes everything. You kept crying everyday with sleepless nights as a scene of you visiting a grave with him inside it.
All of this, you hated it, you felt so pathetic, worrying your friends because a stupid fight with a best friend, your thoughts kept screaming at you how childish and immature you were.
You were too tired to get up from the couch, everytime you tried to move your body stinging.
Your friends got worried sick for you, some of them tried visiting your apartment but nobody answered when they knocked, you didn't want to face any of them.
Who it worried the most was Eli especially after the fight he had with Olly and him dying. It wasn't easy, he saw that only last smile of yours a few weeks ago and never heard of you again, so the feeling was true.
He didn't want to accept it, but you suddenly disappearing only meant missing, kidnapped or dead. Eli thought about anything but you being dead. "Maybe she went on vacation?" He kept his gaze on the ground after your friends Daniel, Zack, jay, Vasco and the girls asked him if he knew where you were.
"What? She would have told us! Her phone is out of signal" Zoe frowned "You were with her last right? What happened? Did she go somewhere?" Daniel asked and Elis eyes widened when he remembered.
"What? What is it? You're making me scared!" Zoe yelled seeing the expression on his face "Her friend, I think, called her and told her he wanted to meet up." Daniels first thought was gojo, so he decided to see if he could call him.
"Whats his name?" "Did you see him?" "Where did they go?" Zack, zoe and vasco immediately started questioning Eli in worry.
Daniel tapped the call button and waited until gojo would pick up "it's not the time to make calls daniel!" Zack shouted at him, only to get ignored.
"Heelllooo~ what's up? Why are you calling? Did you miss me?" Daniel noticed gojos voice down a bit "Sir- gojo, y/n she hasnt been answering any of our phone calls, do you know where she is?" Everyone got silent and waited for gojos answer.
"Y/n?....what? Isnt she with you?" Everyone felt horror falling down on them when even your best friend didn't know where you were "No, gojo! She went to meet up with her friend- what was his name?" Daniel turned to Eli "something with geto i think"
"My friend says that his name was something with geto, and then she was never seen again" Gojos mind stopped working "I see..no I sadly do not know" lies fell out of his mouth, everything clicked inside his mind.
"Ah I see, sorry to bother you" "its fine..I'll write you if I find her" before daniel could say anything he had hung up. Zack raised an eyebrow "Why do you have his number" "doesn't matter"
Gojo glanced at the heavy Breathing geto on the hospital bed "Just what did you do?" He got up to visit you, knowing that you were having a break down inside your house right now. He knew you, gojo knew you so well, to the point where he knew yourself more than your own.
He knocked on your apartments door after hurrying himself to where you lived. "Hello?" Gojos voice made you scared 'is he here to shout at me? No please..I'll stay quiet' you held your mouth to not let out any noises.
"Y/n, i know you're in here, I'll open the door with a spare key is that okay? I'm not here to hurt you or shout at you so get those thoughts out of your mind" you calmed down a bit, but still didn't want to trust that yet. You were too scared to face him.
The front door opened, and gojo walked in, not commenting anything about the smell or blood or anything because he knew you were having a hard time. He was gonna get the whole story out of you after taking care of you.
"Come on, don't act like you're asleep" he crouched down next the sofa to look at your face. His eyes widening at the deep cuts on your face.
Slowly fluttering your eyes open, you immediately broke down in tears and your breath quickened again, but it was hard to breathe.
Gojo frowned at your pitiful form and engulfed you in a big, warm hug. "G-gojo, i promise I didn't Me-" he shushed you. "I know" you buried your face in his shoulder, bloodying the blue shirt he had on.
"Come on, I'll stay here and take care of you" you shook your head, no. You didn't want to move, you were tired. "Ah, come on now! Or else Princess gojo wont be able to sleep many nights because of his prince in shining armor" He did funny poses making you crack a smile. Opening one eye he smiled gently when he saw you giggling.
He opened his arms and you nodded. With consent now, he picked you up and walked towards the bathroom.
Starting with your cuts and bruises, he disinfected some of them with you whining every time the alcohol hit the cuts.
You raised your arms and he took off your shirt, then your bra. Mentioning with his hands for you to get up, you did and he pulled your pants down.
Holding onto his shoulder when you had to raise your legs so he could remove your pants along with your underwear from your ankles. He picked your now naked body and slowly put you in the warm bath water he had prepared for you. Your body instantly relaxing at the perfect warm water.
Not caring when his shirt, pants or hair got wet, gojo only cared for you right now, putting shampoo on your hair and scrubbing any dried blood off or removing any knots.
He got a body washing sponge and poured shampoo on it "stand up" you slowly did and pouted when cold air hit you.
You held onto his shoulders as he washed your body and scrubbed any blood, dirt or grease off. The refreshing smell of the shampoo hit your nose when he started washing your hair and body with water.
Gojo got the big towel, wrapped it around your chest as it went down to your thighs and picked you up from the shower, then placed you down to dry off any extra water.
You gave him doe eyes and he immediately got the sign and picked you up by the thighs making you wrap your arms around his neck.
"...thank you gojo, I love you" you let out a sob, and gojos heart ached at the fact that you were rotting here when he had no idea.
"I love you more" he kissed your head.
Gojo gently placed you on the king sized bed inside your room, after that walking over to your closet to get out warm clothes and your undergarments from a near drawer.
He pampered you with care. You loved him and never were grateful that a person existed this much.
When he finished dressing you up, you wrapped your arms around his neck when he tried to move away. Whining you didn't want him to let you go "Sleep with me" he let out a chuckle but took off his dirty shirt first and got out a hoodie that was actually his from your closet to wear.
"Goodnight" "...mhm night" gojo spooned you in the big, warm and comfortable bed. No he wasn't gonna force you to tell him anything, but he will try, but not now. Right now you were still healing from the events and needed some relief not stress.
He gently touched the scar that had formed because of geto, teeth gritting in anger he didn't want to make any more stress for you, so he wasn't gonna get revenge for you. Yeah Geto might be injured too, but you mattered more than the whole world to him. And something told him that geto provoked you first.
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I HOPE YOU LIKED THIS CHAPTER AND SORRY FOR ANY MISTAKES.
Sorry if this was cringe or not sad, I'm not the best in making traumatic or sad stuff so bare with me, plus this is actually the first time i ever write one ehe.