XI: A Calling Out

Duvichi - I was literally on my death bed, no it wasn't covid, but I couldn't stand, I was constantly sleeping, and having respiratory issues. So after a long 18 days here's a new chapter. I hope I wrote it well enough, my writing style has changed slightly. I read a lot while I was sick and strived to improve my writing mistakes.☺️

⚠️Warnings!!!⚠️ - abuse/violence

Mikey had come to finish what he had started, honestly, I had no idea what came over him. He was probably having another episode, or maybe his dark impulses were kicking in. I had the power to fight back, but being pushed off a balcony and bringing mentally exhausted really took a toll.

Kokonoi had been acting strange ever since the incident, he kept me held up in his personal room and watched me like a dog. Although when Mikey came around he couldn't do much, and I understood, no one wanted to get under Mikey's skin.

I had to suffer the consequences for asking Mikey a simple question, it made me feel worthless like I couldn't have a voice for myself.

Are you lying to me?

That was what I asked him, a simple question. He must have been in a mood or he was not mentally okay. But I had a gut feeling that I wasn't a part of the gang anymore, or maybe I was never one, to begin with at the start.

To be honest, Mikey terrified me, he had some issues that not even Takemitchi could solve.

There was a soft knock on Kokonoi's door, the moonlight shone through the massive windows and all of the lights were off. I was alone in his bed, comfortable in the silky sheets, Koko was off somewhere handling business with the mafia. Something that involves money I assumed, because I overheard.

Who could be here so late?

I slid out of the bed, my nightgown returning to my knees. Bandages covered my eye and arms, I had bruises lining my body. My body was so tired, I wouldn't be able to deal with whoever the hell this was for long.

I opened the door and was astounded by who it was since he had been avoiding me the last couple of days.

"Hey [y/n]." Sanzu scratched his head, a slightly embarrassed look on his face.

I stiffened, "Hey." I looked away.

There was an awkward silence that I could barely handle, I just wanted to go back to bed. After all, it was past midnight.

"Mikey wanted me to tell you something..." He said breaking the silence.

His words sent a million questions through my mind, "You're still a part of the gang, but you won't be a part of any official business."

"That's surprising, I mean, he did send me to near-death a bit ago." I scoffed, "He should've said that himself, in person. He's a pathetic coward."

"No, he's not, you're the one that got beaten up. I mean look at you, you look utterly pathetic." He eyed me judgmentally.

His words hurt like knives, and my anger boiled deep within. "I asked him a simple question. If you guys were lying, so why the hell did I deserve this!" I snapped pointing at various parts of my body covered in bruises.

"You offended Mikey, you brought this on yourself. This is your fault. You came waltzing into this gang like you owned the place and thought Mikey was the same badass boy he was eight years ago." He took a breath, "Well I hate to break it to you [y/n] but he's fucking changed and he will kill you, he's stronger than before. He's unbeatable."

"Are you a fucking idiot!?" I shouted, taking a few steps back, "You kidnapped me! Brought me here! And Mikey was the one the offered me the position! You took me on a vacation and even got me a tattoo. I haven't been here for that long, and guess what, it fucking sucks. I wish I had stayed with Takemitchi and Chifuyu that night at the pet shop!"

Sanzu snapped and shoved me back roughly, my entire body ached as I fell to the floor, I could hear the footsteps of his boots stalking towards me.

He grabbed my chin roughly, the pain was almost unbearable, "You take that back you stupid whore..."

I couldn't form words, Sanzu was being completely different. "We have done everything for you, you should be grateful for us." I could feel his spit hit my face.

I was silent, I couldn't speak, a million thoughts clouded my mind. One wrong move and he would snap my neck.

"Everything for me...?" His idiotic words made me laugh, "Don't make me sick, all you've done is torture me. First, you kidnapped me and swooped me into your gang. Second, you took me on a vacation and lied to me the entire time even though I knew. I mean it was obvious. And third, Mikey beat me shitless to the point where my physical abilities are completely useless."

The anger I felt against everyone, hurt, it felt as if someone was twisting my heart and splitting it apart. I felt pity for the others around me as well, Koko wanted to help but he was too scared of Mikey, and Takemitchi and the others couldn't do anything because they would be killed. I wished I had never left, that I had stayed with Chifuyu or anyone else.

A sly smirk plastered on Sanzu's face, sending shivers down my spine. "Oh, so we're being a smart ass now." He scoffed, "Every single time you were like this it made me want to puke."

These words didn't hurt because I knew damn well that they weren't true. "That's a fucking lie! Do you know how many times I caught you sniffing my hair or watching me shower? You were obsessed with me, and still are. No matter what I did, you stuck by me because you couldn't let me go!" I took his hand and ripped it from my chin.

My words froze him, they left him confused and unsure of himself. I stood up and headed for the door, grabbing my coat on the way out. "Screw you, I'm going outside for a walk."

I made it about halfway before I heard heavy angry footsteps rushing towards me, an absurd amount of terror rushed over me and I froze, looking back Sanzu was walking towards me at a fast pace. He had finally snapped.

Shit!

He grabbed my arm roughly, so hard, to the point of cutting off circulation, "Ow, fuck that hurts you fucking barbie, my bruises are there!" I shouted in pain. Sweat started to form on my face from nervousness and pain.

"You will never ever speak to me that way again, ever. Or I will kill you. I don't know where all this boldness came from but it needs to stop." His face was twisting with anger, but something more sinister appeared, a sign that something bad was about to happen.

Before he could get another word in, I stepped in again, honestly, I didn't care at this point. I thought it was downright obvious that everything had fallen apart over a single question. "I was calling you out on your bullshit, in fact, everyone's bullshit."

"There it is again, the snotty bullshit." He spit, "I'm sick of it."

"If you want to go outside you can go outside, I don't care." He paused, his face menacing. "I'll let you take a grand way out."

Panic rose within me, he wouldn't throw me, would he?

"Sanzu don't!" I shouted pleading for my life, fear that he was going to throw me out the window, but in reality, he was leading me towards the elevator. His grip was firm, I couldn't feel my arm anymore.

I pleaded and begged and tried to pull away while we are in the elevator together, I screamed hoping anyone would hear me. I mean, someone had too right?

He didn't speak, and his silence terrified me. He took me to the lobby and dragged me down the stairs. I was still screaming, pleading for him to let go.

There was only one person on the street, but he wouldn't be able to hear me. He looked so calm and collected, he was dressed in perfect attire. He was a slim young man, maybe around my age. His eyes were sharp that gave him this certain tired look. He was wearing a white button-down and white pants, along with a long black coat and red boots.

Sanzu dragged me closer to the glass doors, his intentions became clear to me, right then and there. He was going to throw me through the windows.

"Sanzu, I am begging you. Please don't hurt me. I will do anything." The last of my words were complete lies, and he knew.

"I would never hurt you without reason, my precious [y/n]. It pains me to do this, but you brought this on yourself." He said with a false impression that was entirely misleading.

"Sanzu plea-" My words were cut off with glass shards entering my skin. The hard glass shattered and I hit it head-on, probably reopening the previous cut. Sadness washed over me, it felt like time had frozen. I watched Sanzu walk away like nothing had happened, like my childhood best friend hadn't just thrown me out of an apartment window.

My body hit the pavement and I screamed in pain, every single bone in my body ached. The pain was unbearable. My head was spinning and I could feel my vision getting blurry, along with my entire body slowly becoming numb.

What did I do to deserve this...?

My vision was getting blurrier and blurrier, I felt the tears fall and hit the cement. Quiet sobs escaped my lips, everything that I built had burnt down faster than I fathomed. I laid on the cement with no one around, my body was twitching and sobs were switching with soft grunts of pain.

Before all of my senses disappeared I heard faint footsteps, I tried looking up but it was too painful. A tall slim figure appeared beside me, his aura was menacing as well, but he had other intentions. And they weren't hurting me, I could tell from his expression.

The stranger bent down, I felt his long slim fingers stroke my hair, his face was utterly amused. Like he had been enjoying my suffering or was utterly shocked that a woman flew out of the window around one o'clock in the morning.

"My my, what a beautiful woman, what do we have here?" A rhetorical question spoken in a thick Russian accent, he looked around and assessed the situation before him. He was a smart man.

"My dear, we need to get you out of here before others come, and it looks like you need serious medical attention." He smirked, his violet eyes were utterly hypnotic.

My vision went black and I was too tired to object, I felt his warm eyes wrap around my legs and shoulders, carrying me bridal style. I caved in and fell against his warm body, it had felt like forever since someone held me or hugged me.

His soft footsteps faded with my consciousness, I only had one question.

Who was this man?