Yarichin Bitch Club chapter 22: Who is Minami ?
Oh yeah they really look each other...
Remember the precedent chapter: Akemi has lost a picture of himself and Minami hugging each other. In the end, he found it revealing who this person was and what relationship he had with him.
They really did loved each other...
But their love story has quickly finished without we don't know what has been happening before...
Minami is already father but Akemi's feelings never change.
Wait a minute...
If this is the truth that Shikatani told Kashima, that's mean Akemi took Itome as a substitute ? I feel so bad for his new "boyfriend". He loves him for real. 😥💔
Tell me if I am wrong.
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[A/N: Not proofread, will edit soon. I'm kinda lazy at the moment LOL]
"It's been a while." Yes it has. Two years to be exact.
Two years of maneuvering through the backlash that ensued after that video surfaced. Making everyone she knew turn against her in the blink of an eye.
"Who knew the prude had it in her"
Two years of avoiding the stares. Ignoring snarky remarks. Moving and changing schools.
Two years of keeping her head down in constant shame from the events that took place that faithful day.
She just wished the ground would swallow her whole. She trusted Yuri with everything she had and he had no regard for her well being and stabbed her in the back after he caught wind of of her cheating on him, making him do the unthinkable.
Those rumors fell under false pretenses, Yuri refusing to hear her out. Calling her a needy whore among other things to degrade her to such a low level
After what transpired a couple of days after the upload, her parents paid a hefty amount of money in order for the school to keep things under wraps for the sake of her dignity. Because if word of this got out it would not only tarnish her reputation but her future as well.
It put a strain on her relationship with her parents. The same people who decided it would be best for everyone if she wasn't assosiated with them, sending her overseas to escape.
She deleted all forms of social media after the big move. She didn't need anymore mental trauma to rain on her parade– as per her therapists request.
And as for Yuri he tried so hard to be in contact with her after learning the truth from Tamura. Calling him a fucking dumbass for not asking you first before believing that lying son of a bitch Akemi.
Yuri regretted a majority of things in his life, hurting Y/N being one of them.
He went on a binder after that. Cutting his ties with the Photography club. The people he considered as family outside of his real one. Wolf in sheeps clothing. At least least one of them was.
He couldn't bare with the guilt that ate away at his consciousness, spending most nights drinking till it drowned and numbed away the pain that he felt after the realization kicked in of what he had done. He asked anyone he knew of her whereabouts even having the gull to ask about her from her family members, landing him in the hospital. Thanks to B/N. Who beat him black and blue until the police arrived to separate the both of them.
"You don't deserve her you fucking asshole"
He didn't. He really didn't.
Knowing you, you and your sweetness and unwavering cadence would not tolerate such atrocities and shut down almost immediately when faced with any form of controversy involving your well being.
'I'd rather be buried six feet under then to live in a world full of lies about me' is what he remembered you saying on nights where both of you were both in each other's embrace. The afterglow of lovemaking creating an ethereal appearance making you more alluring than you already were.
And now here you were. Beautiful as the day he met you in that convenience store two years ago. Back turned to him. Chatting up the old man by the check out counter. Your sweet laughter making his heart clench.
He took notice of how you've matured into a refined woman. No longer the same girl he knew. The same girl who used to hide her face in embarrassment when he said something remotely crude in her ear. The one who held his hand absentmindedly as she told him about her day. Who timidly kissed him ever so gently on the forehead whenever he was bothered with something. Who listened in turn, and understood him. Who gave herself wholly to him, shy, always shy. An air of unwavering confidence followed you as you moved towards him and he held his breath. Angel, is what he called you. A small smile on your face as you greeted him in a hushed whisper.
"It's been a while" he told you, scratching the back of his neck.
"Yes. Yes it has"
If Yuri were to burn right now, burn for the sin he committed against you he would. It was easy for you to acknowledge him. How you so casually strode up to him, striking a conversation, how the last two years felt likea fever dream. He never thought he would see you again. Not after what he did. Not after what he said. Not after he drove you to the brink of insanity because of–
Yuri caught sight of it. Glimmering under the sunlight that shone through the window. In all its silvery glory. He couldn't believe his eyes. The ring.
'I hope its to your standards. Happy birthday Angel'
'Are you kidding me? It's perfect'
He felt his eyes tearing up. After all this time. You kept it. He figured you'd discarded it, along with everything else associated to the scumbag who not only destroyed you but cast you aside like you were nothing more than a piece of trash.
He didn't deserve you.
He didn't deserve you.
HE. DIDN'T. DESERVE. YOU.
"Yuri-"
He didn't realize tears were streaming down his face when she tried pulling him from his train of thought.
"I–" he stammered. "I have to go"
And with that, he pushed past her. Running out the door, desperate calls of his name followed him as his pushed him farther away.
Away from her.
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