I need to go back.

I can't believe I have to go back.

I can't just leave my stuff where she is.

I need to take all of it back...

But, she's there, I can't-

"Oi, what are you doing in the corner over there? You depressed or something?" I heard Aomine's voice call, I brought down my hands from my head and looked over my shoulder. He had a slight glare in his eyes, "Leave me alone, Ahomine...I'm thinking." Ahomine...That's a good name.

"What did you just call me?!" He quickly stomped and yelled, I blinked twice before turning away. I ran a hand through my hair before I stood up and faced him.

"I need you to take me to my house." Please.

"Huh? Why can't you do it yourself?" I can't.

"My sister hates me...she'll keep me there." I can't stay there.

"Is that the reason why? Siblings do that, y'know." Not this sibling...

"Aomine, it's not the reason you think!" I stomped, my fists clenching. I felt a tears streamed down my cheek before Aomine's face softened.

I sniffled and wiped my tear, I then ran past Aomine up the stairs, running into the room I was staying in; slamming the door behind me.

Why can't my life be normal?! Why can't people understand me!? My life is a living hell...

I angrily took out my diary and threw it onto the ground, feeling frustrated. I picked it up and threw it at the wall where it opened and pictures fell out. I didn't bother to look at then after I dropped to my knees, bawling my eyes out.

I laid on my side and curled up into a ball, letting my tears damp my face.

He's such a jerk...

I then heard a light knock onto my door, I brought myself up to look at the door.

"Who is...it?" I wondered only for a bit, recognizing the voice. "Mrs.Aomine..."

She slowly opened the door as the hinges creaked a bit. She looked apologetic as if she came to apologize for Ahomine- or Daiki.

"I heard what happened," she started as I wiped my face to at least make myself look presentable in front of her. She sat down next to me. She placed her hand on mine, "I'm sorry for his behaviour, he's just irresponsible sometimes and you know guys, they just think about themselves."

I understand that...but...

She looked over to the wall where I threw my diary, my diary opened and pictures scattered around it. She gave me the look as if she was asking, "May I?" I nodded.

She crawled over to the scattered photos and picked them up, readjusting them so that they were all lined up. She looked through the photos while I looked elsewhere.

"She's beautiful." I heard her say, I crawled over by her side and looked at the picture she held in her hand. "Where is she now?" I pointed upwards, Mrs.Aomine instantly knew what I was talking about.

"I see...I'm sorry to hear that." She wrapped an arm around my shoulder, giving it a right squeeze. I shook my head, laying it on her shoulder afterwards.

"Daiki doesn't know, so, will you tell him and forgive him for being foolish?" She asked me, giving me a sincere look. I looked down for a moment.

Maybe I was harsh...I just lashed out at him for not knowing what happened to me. But, I don't know if I should tell him. But, I feel like it'd be a reason for him to protect is what I guess Mrs.Aomine would say...right?

I stood up and nodded. Just as I took a step, the door creaked open again. Aomine revealed himself with a guilty look on his face.

Before I could speak, he scratched the back of his neck nervously, unable to make eye-contact with me. "Listen...I'm sorry." He apologized first before I could, I nodded with a blank face. "I'm sorry, too. I didn't mean to lash out on you when I did. I was just...frustrated."

He looked to the other side and sighed, "Same."

"Oh, goody! Now you two made up," Mrs.Aomine clapped and stood up, almost too quickly ruining the mood set between Aomine and I. "now you two hug."

We both gave a quick shocked look, she gestured with a smile. Which we didn't hug until she shot a glare.

I awkwardly shifted myself over to him and opened my arms hesitantly, he did the same.

I laid my head on his chest, wrapping my arms reluctantly around his waist as he did the same.

I took in a whiff of his cologne and instantly I felt calm.

Somehow...he makes me feel safe.