make me, babe
[THIRD POV]
"Surprise, it's me."
What a pun. Not only did the mastermind behind a simple screen reveal himself, it was also the end of the line for (Y/N).
Oikawa Tooru, the student council president, the head of the track team, and the boy who was talking to (Y/N) via text.
How it came to this, meant that everything she once believed about the student council worsened.
Oikawa stepped out of the elevator, the doors shutting behind him. He had an amused face, a smirk enclosing on his lips.
Three people were framed because of this guy in front of her.
Meaning that he was probably the most dangerous out of the student council.
Oikawa had his hands stuffed in his pockets, smirking at (Y/N) who had staggered back.
"It's been some time, hm," he said rather quietly, "I haven't seen you since our second year."
"It was you this entire time," she breathed out, "How... how did you..."
Her mind was still a bit hazy, maybe it was the drugs from the lunch from earlier? Maybe it was still in effect?
Hope not, who knows what Oikawa might do to (Y/N) if she collapsed.
She palmed her forehead, it was aching as if there were drums beating inside.
Why did it hurt? Why did she feel so sick like this?
Was it the realization? Was it the pain and guilt she was feeling? The pain of Semi's undeserved death. The guilt of Akaashi and Kenma being arrested for something they didn't do.
It was all because of her.
If she just stayed put, not contacting anyone but the boys who were blackmailing her and keeping her end of the deal, maybe all of this wouldn't happen.
Maybe Semi wouldn't have died.
Maybe Kenma and Akaashi wouldn't have been arrested.
No...
"It's not my fault."
"It's not my fault."
"It's... not my..."
Her vision started to turn black, she wobbled backwards.
She soon, hit the floor.
Her bag crashed with her, a letter seeping out from the zipped pocket.
Oikawa raised his head.
He walked over to (Y/N)'s body, placing his hand on her forehead. He was checking her temperature.
"Small fever," he clicked his tongue, "I thought I told those dumbasses to give her a child dose. Now she is going to get sick."
He seemed very irritated.
He picked (Y/N) up, bridal style. He then walked back towards (Y/N)'s room, well, his former room.
Oikawa set her on the bed, pulling the covers over her. He then went inside of the bathroom, trying to find a small towel. When he did, he wet it with cold water.
He walked back to the bed, sitting beside (Y/N) and placing it on her forehead. He watched her expression wince, but then soon calm down.
"(Y/N)..." Oikawa sighed, "Sorry, wanted to spend a little time with you tonight; maybe have you writhe a bit because of how you easily get overwhelmed."
"But..." he frowned, "Seems your body doesn't react the same to the drugs as how Konoha does."
Oikawa gets up, heading to somewhere unknown. When he closes the door of (Y/N)'s dorm behind him, he is met with four familiar figures.
"You're here early."
「❮ 𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓾𝓮...❯」
"How many times did I have to remind you guys?"
"Drug (Y/N) with a child's dose, not the same as to what you prescribed to Konoha!"
Oikawa was pissed, to say the least.
All five of the student council was now assembled, they were sitting in the student council room.
The clock slowly ticking, the moon still shining brightly.
"The dosages were mixed up," Kuroo sighed, rubbing his temples, "I must have swapped them when preparing it."
"Fucking dumbass," Bokuto glared at him, "Now (Y/N) is sick."
"Only for a day or two," he replied, "Then she'll be fine."
"That takes up our entire weekend! We won't have any time to spend with her if she's sick!"
"Chillax; we'll figure something out," Kuroo turned to Oikawa, "Why didn't you tell anyone that you were coming back this late in the day but so soon in the month?"
He shrugged. "Wanted to be a surprise."
All four of them glared at Oikawa.
"Terrible fucking joke Oikawa."
"Go back to France."
"Nah, they wouldn't want him back."
"Fuck you guys!"
Ushijima crossed his arms over his chest. "The real reason?"
Oikawa sighed. "I had to pick between getting a flight from either tonight or December; there was no other option."
"But that shouldn't matter as of now."
Oikawa's gaze hardened at his friends. He folded his hands together, resting his head on top of them.
"Our precious (Y/N) was about to escape."
The four of the boys in front of him paled.
"She could have left right under your guys' noses."
Daichi swore under his breath.
"When did she wake up?"
"Probably right before I had bumped into her, a little earlier than that I am assuming," Oikawa answered Daichi's question, "The only thing that irks me is why she did it."
"Wouldn't it make sense if she would stay put if she woke up? Or contacted one of you guys?
"Why would she need to leave?"
Then it dawned to them.
The only thing holding her back from doing anything even remotely risky.
Was Konoha and the delicate life that was being held in the student council's hands.
And since she tried to escape.
That would mean that Konoha is alive and well.
The student council all were heavily irritated now.
"I didn't think he'd wake this early," Ushijima said, "What are the odds that he wakes up and Oikawa comes back at the same time?"
"Let's just say we are lucky then," Kuroo gritted his teeth, "With Oikawa back, we can move forward with our plan."
"And what will we do with Konoha, hm?" Ushijima asked him, "He knows every single detail about our plan, he will have us to the police."
"Yeah, and do you remember what happened when we tried to blackmail or shut him up?" Bokuto scoffed, "He cares so much for (Y/N), so much that he didn't care if he got affected in any form or way."
"They are opposites, if you haven't noticed," Daichi added, "With (Y/N), she has much to hide and she'd rather keep it hidden. With Konoha, he puts (Y/N) first for anything, regardless if he gets hurt."
"Let's just get rid of him," Kuroo grunted, "He is as useless as Semi."
"But with Semi, it was last minute planning, we cannot do the same with Konoha."
"Fucking hell."
Kuroo was frustrated, when he was frustrated, he could not think straight. He would be irrational, and his thoughts would be all over the place.
He bit on his finger nails, trying to calm down but he was always nervous.
How would they get rid of Konoha Akinori? It would be harder.
But not impossible.
"Assuming Konoha has woken up from his comatose-like state," Oikawa says, "That would mean that he is very weak, physically anyway."
He had a point.
"The drugs Ushijima gave him were to weaken his immune system, right?"
They nodded.
"Then, he should be physically weak for some time. If exposed to something as simple as a cold, he should be able to fall over."
They knew where Oikawa was going with this.
"If he is not stable in regards to this, then retaliating would be just as difficult," Oikawa states, "Konoha is no threat physically, so all we need to do is push him into the wrong direction."
"Pushing him in the wrong direction?" Daichi curtly laughed, "That will not stop him from keeping quiet."
"That is what you think, but it is not what I know."
Oikawa smiled at his friends.
"I think we need to pay a visit to a dear old friend."
「❮ 𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓾𝓮...❯」
Konoha was spam calling (Y/N)'s phone using a stranger's phone. He was outside of the school's entrance, with the stranger standing next to him.
"Sorry for this," Konoha told the man, "My best-friend, she's supposed to come out."
"It's fine, take your time; I'm not going anywhere anyway."
Konoha nodded.
'Where the fuck are you (Y/N)...?'
He was waiting for his best-friend to come out, so they could escape.
Since he and (Y/N) were the only ones who knew the criminally dangerous intentions the student council had, he couldn't trust anyone but (Y/N).
He wanted to stow her away, keep her safe while he recovered.
He wanted to bring her justice, the deserved and rightful one.
As he huffed out the cold air that he sucked in, he was about to try to call (Y/N) again, but then a text message appeared on the phone.
1:49 | XXX - XXX
I hope this is you spam calling me Aki
sorry, I had a hard time trying to leave
Kuroo actually left the building before I could escape to our meeting point
I'm hiding in the storage closet of the volleyball gym
meet me there and we can try to leave
Konoha smiled at the message.
'(Y/N) is okay, thank the Gods...'
Konoha hands the stranger his phone back, thanking him endlessly for the help.
He then makes his way to the volleyball gym's storage closet.
To reunite with (Y/N).
As he ran there, or tried to since he still felt a bit weak to his legs, a car nearly ran him over. They honked at him, and Konoha was thoroughly startled.
He neared the volleyball gym. It was opened and unlocked, as he thought that (Y/N) was in there.
Inching closer, he met with the closet. He grabbed the handle, turning it to open it.
"(Y/N), I-"
Instead of a (H/C) haired girl inside of the closet.
It was a blonde one.
She was laying there.
Dead.
His eyes widened in fear.
"Y-Yachi?!"
As he was going to try to see if she was breathing or if she was bleeding, the lights of the gym clicked on. The sudden bright lights hit his eyes, causing him to immediately shield himself from it.
"Oi!" a bunch of policemen started to run towards Konoha, surrounding him and shoving him against the wall to restrain him.
He didn't know why he was getting arrested on the spot.
"What the fuck-!"
"Oh my Lord!"
A bunch of the teachers who had arrived shrieked in sorrow and fear as they saw the lifeless girl, laying dead and surrounded with a pool of blood.
One of them immediately started to cry.
"You're coming with us."
One of the policemen forcefully dragged Konoha into the blaring cop car. It had awoken pretty much everyone on the campus, with crowds forming in front of their respective buildings.
They all watched Konoha, a student they haven't seen in so long, be pushed inside of a police car.
And they watched the medical people pull Yachi Hitoka's body outside of the gym.
Blood trickling down her body and onto the concrete.
They all were full of fear and despair.
It was clear to them that Yachi was dead.
Konoha, cuffed now, banged against the window, screaming for his dear life.
"It wasn't me, I swear!"
"Please, you have the wrong guy!"
"I didn't kill her!"
And while most of the teachers were afraid of what was unknown to them.
And the students being filled with anxiety.
There was a student among the crowd who balled his fists up, glaring at the ground as if he were angry at it.
There was so commotion, no one could think straight.
The ambulance pulled out of the school and headed straight to the hospital while the police sirens rang loudly.
Konoha was being arrested.
And Yachi was dead.
It was devastating, to say the least.
「❮ 𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓾𝓮...❯」
"Ngh..."
(Y/N) felt so drowsy, but she had woken up for some reason.
She held her head as she lifted it, but she was secured in place. When she placed her fingers over her head to try to massage it a bit, she felt something sticking to her skin, something cold.
"Ugh..."
She heard the faint sound of cars passing by and also a small talk with some familiar voices.
Blinking a few times, she had realized she was in a car.
"Oh (Y/N)," Bokuto whispered, he was sitting beside her, "Go back to sleep, you need to rest."
"Boku... to...?" she squinted her eyes at him, and he softly smiled.
"Hi baby."
"What am I..." she turned her head to the window, "Where am I..."
"Shhh," he shushed her, pushing her head towards his side where she could rest it there, "Go back to sleep, we'll be there shortly, and you're still sick."
"There...? Sick...?"
"Mhm, you have a little fever, but it will go away if you sleep."
"Sleep..."
"Yes," he said, "Go on now, you can sleep on me."
"But what if I... spread my sickness...?"
"No," he shook his head, "Don't worry about that."
"Now sleeeep."
Well, it's as if she had no control over her own body.
She passed out again right on Bokuto's side. She was wrapped in a blanket and some thick clothes, having one of those high-temperature-relievers-stick-on-pads on her forehead.
She stirred in her sleep, but she was unbothered.
She didn't know what happened.
Or what was happening.
That's how the student council liked it.
Oikawa, who was sitting in the passenger seat, smirked to himself.
"Oh (Y/N)..."
He glanced to her sleeping form, a little jealous that she clung onto Bokuto, but nonetheless satisfied with everything.
"What we do to keep you away from all those people..."
He clutched the already-wrinkled letter in his hands.
"Those people who want to take you away from us..."
He held the power button on (Y/N)'s phone until the screen turned black.
"From me..."
The drive to the unknown location was silent, for now at least. They were all thinking among themselves, Oikawa getting a light rest while Daichi drove. Bokuto was holding onto (Y/N), regularly checking on her health with just palms to the forehead. Ushijima and Kuroo in the back of the car were dealing with some other things.
Oikawa had his back straight against the seat. He wasn't quite asleep yet, but he was fixing for a light rest. His eyes were glued onto the road in front of him.
He was thinking quietly.
'Oh (Y/N)...'
He chuckled lightly.
'The things I do to protect you.'
The letter under his foot crackled; he was stepping on it, and it was ripped and crumbled in general.
'You are so troublesome, dragging all these people into our love (Y/N).'
He frowned as he gripped (Y/N)'s phone, holding the power button until the screen turned black.
'You don't need anyone else. You just need us...'
He sighed blissfully as he opened the window, throwing the phone out. He heard it hit the ground, but the car was driving moderately fast, so it was gone in the blink of an eye.
Not like he cared anyway.
'Don't worry (Y/N)...'
He glanced at her sleeping form, a little jealousy as she clung onto Bokuto like a teddy bear.
'I will keep you safe, safe from all those who want to take you away from me...'
'Though you are so stubborn, I know you will want me like how I want you...'
'You will learn to love me.'
'And if you choose to neglect that...'
He smiled, having lustful thoughts of his dear (Y/N).
'Oh (Y/N)...'
'I wouldn't hold back on anything...'
He closed his eyes, resting them from the sun that was rising.
'(Y/N)...'
He fell into a small, drowsy trance rather quickly.
'You're a good girl right?'
He heard her whimper as he knew that Bokuto was trying to give her medicine while she was sleeping.
'Good girls don't disobey.'
「❮𝓽𝓸 𝓫𝓮 𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓾𝓮𝓭...❯」
To add to the sadness and angriness, here you guys go: (Semi's last words)
"I never found myself writing this to you, but I guess this is how things have to be now. Let's see, if you're reading this, I hope you're (Y/N). Or if you're not, then burn this letter, it's cursed, don't continue reading it, are you still reading it (Y/N), I think you said yes. Very well, read this letter now since it's written just for you. Every day after we broke, I was a bit more pained to realize that what you saw in us was more than hope, it was the confidence you had in me, the confidence that you had in our relationship. You strived to nearly sacrifice everything until the end, and you succeeded into that; you (Y/N), are one hell of a girl, you know that? Oh and... if you're reading this, I might be dead or missing or maybe this was found somewhere, either way, I hope it find its way to you, why? Understand me please (Y/N), I regret breaking up with you; everything I have told you up until now, I did not mean it, I was just lost and scared and I didn't have the fucking heart to tell you that I wanted you back, so I put up a cold front to disguise that, I lied to you and told you that I didn't want to date with you because I was scared that you wouldn't feel the same, this letter is for you to understand that if I haven't ever told you in person."
I said I was going to take a break, but then I had to go through some drama, and I felt so weak after all of that, so I decided to just come back. Sorry guys for making it seem like it was a big deal, I thought I could have a break from writing and enjoy reality, but it turns out that there was drama waiting for me :/ Writing this chapter helped me clear my mind, but I apologize if you guys don't like it.
Thank you all for reading this far, I hope you are enjoying this story. I am, for sure.