II. Feverish Touch

                                    

                                          
Dedicated to her royal highness, princess @shiishou XD Glad to finally have you back in Wattpad, sis! iloveyousomuch :*
                          
sorry for the delay. had a very busy day yesterday
                          
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STEAL YOUR LOVE
Part 2: Feverish Touch
                          
No matter how sad and painful it is, they say that once it blooms, love isn't easy to get rid of.
                          
But were you really willing to endure anything for love?
                          
With a heavy sigh, you surveyed your reflection in the mirror. Your body was littered with bruises and marks from Oikawa's lips and fingers. Lately, the third year setter had been nothing but rough to you in bed.
                          
You were well aware of the situation you were in, even so, you couldn't muster up enough courage to fight Oikawa. You were not sure what was holding you back. Whether it was your stupid feelings for him or because of fear, you really didn't know.
                          
After that day you tried to end everything and leave him, the very same day he announced to everybody that you were his girlfriend, he became strangely possessive. He was always hungry for affection. He would get jealous of anything, wanting you to focus your attention solely on him.
                          
You didn't know why he suddenly changed. The only reason you could think of was that he was feeling threatened after seeing Iwaizumi confess to you. He was acting like a little child who was afraid to have his favorite toy get stolen from his hands.
                          
Based on your time with him, you had learned that's what your existence really meant to Oikawa Tooru.
                          
A mere toy he could use to sane his sexual needs.
                          
And as he stuck himself to you like a gum, on the other hand, Iwaizumi started to distance himself. He was a good person and you figured he was doing it so he wouldn't cause problems for you and your said boyfriend. You knew that was for the best, but not having him beside you like how he used to was just so hard. It's like being trapped in an enclosed space with no air to breathe. As much as you hated it, you couldn't really do anything about it.
                          
Iwaizumi Hajime was a great guy. You knew you didn't deserve someone like him.
                          
After everything that happened, after everything Oikawa Tooru did to you, you couldn't help but feel disgusted with yourself for being so weak. For letting him use you like that. For letting him hurt you over and over again. For letting him make you feel this way.
                          
Pathetic. Miserable. Alone.
                          
***
                          
Swaying on your feet, you desperately leaned against the wall to steady yourself. Stress was slowly taking its toll on your body and now you were left in shambles. Being sleep-deprived was triggering your migraine, causing your appetite to fail. Even if you tried, you just couldn't force any food down your throat.
                          
You sank down onto the floor, letting your knees rest for a moment. The corridor was empty, as most of the students were already in their respective classes, so you guessed it was okay to do that. Just a few minutes would do. You gasped, however, when a pair of arms gently pulled you up to your feet again and supported your limp body.
                          
"You're not a cat. Don't just curl into a ball wherever you think is fine."
                          
Surprised, you immediately turned to the person holding your shoulders. Through the darkening shadows that were starting to shroud your vision, you barely recognized the face you had been wanting to see for the past few days. But more than happiness, you felt embarrassed for having him witness you in such a pathetic state. "I'm sorry. I'm not feeling so well today."