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"Again...?" I said in a quiet tone.
"I'm sorry" He said back.
"You're SORRY?" My tone went up like a rollercoaster as I asked him.
"Don't fucking raise your voice at me" He bitterly spat back.
I banged my hands on my desk in my dark moonlit room.
"THIS IS THE 3RD FUCKING TIME" I yelled into the phone.
He let out a frustrated scoff.
"I SAID I WAS SORRY OK?"
"Sorry doesn't fucking cut it" I said as I hung up.
I could feel the tears beginning to roll down my face as the reality of the situation hit me like a train.
My boyfriend doesn't actually love me, does he?
How did this happen?
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volleyball gc😎🏐
Makki😎
Flattykawa get online🤢
MattSUN💪🌚
what'd you need him for?😬
Mad-dog🕴🐶
What did flat ass do now?
Simp🤢🕴
Flat ass-✋😭😭
Noya😍
🏃😭😭
Flatty🥞
That joke is so fucking overused
Get a better fucking joke
Makki😎
Damn why so hostile?😷
"Iwa-chan"🤢
Don't be mean Stupidkawa
Flattykawa🥞
I'm just saying it's fucking overused and repetitive🙄
Mad-dog🕴🐶
Would you prefer being called long back?😐
YA!haba😻
C'mon guys be respectful :-(
Watari🌊
Yeah! Respect Oikawa!!
Milk😨
NOT THE LONG BACK😭😭😭😭
Simp🕴🤢
PELAHDHDH😭😭😭
Noya😍
I NEED AIR PLEASE✋😭😭😭
Flattykawa
Y'know what?
"Flattykawa🥞" changed his name to "Oikawa"
MattSUN💪🌚
lol what long back?🥞
Oikawa is typing...
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You'd think they learned their lesson after what happened with Atsumu but clearly they didn't.
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Oikawa
Long back? Flattykawa?
HOW FUCKING REPETITIVE
Fucking everyone looks flat, but I'm the only one getting targeted??? What kind of bullshit are you on?
Even if I was the only flat one why would that reason to body shame and bully me?
I work so fucking hard every single fucking day.
I can't say or do anything because it's all blocked out by "Flattykawa" or some other bullshit "joke" you came up with.
You never ask how I FEEL about it.
You act like I'm dead weight pulling you down and holding you back.
Why do only TWO of my teammates actually respect me??
Did I just not work hard for you guys????
Iwaizumi why did you just go along with it???
Aren't you my boyfriend AND childhood best fucking friend?????
You've known me my whole life.
When the seasons changed you used to be right next to me, but now you're far off leaving me sad and cold.
Iwaizumi you were supposed to be through every season.
Now we're both definitely spending the seasons alone because we're fucking over.
That's just my team though.
All of you other teams should know better than to be disrespectful to other teams.
It's should be fucking common sense to not fucking harass people who did you no wrong.
Imagine if your coach saw what you sent me on the fucking DAILY.
They would be ashamed and disappointed in you.
Volleyball is supposed to be my outlet, but it's just caused me more stress and problems.
I can't handle all these changes to stuff I once loved.
What do you get out of poking at my insecurities?
Does it make you feel better?
Is it how you get your sick and disgusting entertainment????
How does me being different effect you?
It's always
"All bodies are beautiful #bodypositivity" until it's someone skinny or doesn't fit your idea of "who should be insecure about themselves"
What if I made fun of your nose,ears,or even your fucking height every day?
What if I made you think being short was a disease,a horrible thing to be?
You'd probably become insecure about something YOU CAN'T CONTROL.
I can't control the fact that I'm flat.
Why don't you try building me up instead of rubbing one of my biggest insecurities in my face?
Are you really my friends?
You constantly mistreat me.
Why should I stay somewhere that clearly doesn't want me or treat me right?
What if I just left?
Would you be happy?
"Iwa-chan"🤢
You're not going to do what I think you're going to do right?
Makki😎
Oikawa wait please
MattSUN💪🌚
what do you mean?
Oikawa
I'm disappointed,disgusted,and ashamed of all of you.
Don't try running back to me because I won't answer.
I'm done with this whole team.
I wish Watari and Yahaba the best of luck in life.
I'm sorry I probably won't be able to see it.
Yahaba and Watari please don't blame yourselves because you helped me through their bullshit, and I'm forever grateful and thankful.
For the rest of you as much as I don't want to say this I hope you're happy and successful.
I won't be on this team any fucking longer because I fucking quit.
Good fucking bye.
Makki😎
Oikawa please wait
"Iwa-chan"🤢
Oikawa please wait
please
"Oikawa" left the chat
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I sat my phone down and looked at the ceiling above me.
I wiped the small tear off my face and looked out the window in front of my small brown desk.
"That could've gone worse" I told myself quietly.
I got up from my wooden chair and walked to the window that goes to my roof.
"Finally -"
I opened the window and climbed onto my gray tiled roof. I sat and looked at the gray clouds forming in the blueish gray sky.
"Peace..."
I looked directly above me just as the small rain drops started falling from the crying clouds.
It was dangerous to be up here, but I honestly don't care anymore.
I stared at the sinking sun in silence.
I blinked tears out of my eyes as I remembered me and Iwaizumi doing this together when we were second years.
Believe it or not but me, Iwazumi,Makki,and Mattsun used to be happy together.
I wish I could go back a savor those amazing times.
I didn't bother telling the others what I had just done. I don't want to bother them.
The sky eventually filled with darkness, and you could faintly make out the beautiful shine of the stars.
Me and Iwaizumi used to star gaze in random fields in middle school.
The sky became a blur as tear started pouring out of my eyes like a rainy school day.
I looked down at the empty sidewalk, lighted by the orange-y glow of the street lamps.
If this was my last view of the world I would die happily.
I feel like an empty water bottle that has finally been thrown away after being chewed on by the family dog.
Peacefully emptiness.
I scooted to the lowest part or the roof and jumped onto the wet grass.
I walked to the sidewalk and started walking around the neighborhood in peaceful silence.
I sat on the sidewalk and looked at the moon.
My phone rang quietly, and I looked at the caller ID then sat it on the sidewalk next to me.
"I shouldn't answer" I said to myself.
"But..."
I picked up the phone and stared at the dim screen.
I slowly dragged my finger to the screen and answered it.
I can't handle change.