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Sliding Through the Dark

Chapter 2: Trauma

Summary:

The truth behind Langa's past.

Notes:

TW for this chapter:
Homophobia, bullying, implied character death (Langa's dad).

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

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“Oh Langa don’t tell me you’re one of those-” Langa abruptly opened his eyes and realized he was sweating and heavy breathing. - Not again please - he thought.

 

It had been some time since he’d last had that nightmare, about 3 months ago (it was a considerable amount of time since he used to have them 3 times a week at the very least).  So he thought he was getting better. Guess he wasn’t. He decided to forget about that and went back to sleep.


“Laaaangaaaa, why are you always staring at him? Do you like him or something?” said one of his classmates, and then let out a cruel laugh.

Of course he did. But he didn’t wanna risk losing his only (now ex) friend back in Canada. He knew what boys of his age thought about that. And it wasn’t worth it.


“Hi Langa, can we talk for a minute please? I need to tell you something” He was caught by a girl while he was exiting his classroom. She got closer to him and said “I like you. Would you like to go out with me?”

It was not the first time someone ever asked him out, but it was since he was aware of his crush, so it shocked him a little.

“I’m sorry. There’s already someone I like so-” “I KNEW IT!” Said his classmate, coming into the room and closing the door. “It’s him right? We won’t let you go out until you tell us who it is.”

Langa was scared and he knew that lying wouldn’t work so he decided to accept his fate. 

“Yeah, it’s him.” His classmates starting laughing “See? I told you. This guy is a fucking creep !”

The blue-haired boy tried to keep his cool and left the room. He ran home even though his classes hadn’t ended yet, but he couldn’t stay there. He sent a quick text to his mom saying that he didn’t feel good so he went home and threw himself into his bed praying that those guys didn’t tell a lot of people.

 

He should’ve fallen asleep because his mother woke him up what felt like an eternity later, asking him if he felt better. And he decided to explain the whole situation to her because his classmates would tell everyone and she would end up knowing about it anyways. “Oh dear, it’s completely normal to feel like this, there’s nothing wrong with you. I’m sure they won’t tell anyone but if things got out of control I will be by your side. And so will your dad. I’m sure he would be so proud of you.” She kissed him on his forehead and asked him if he wanted to have pizza for dinner.

 

The next morning, she dropped him at school and wished him a good day. She couldn’t be more wrong. The second he entered the class everyone was staring at him and when he finally managed to make his way to his seat, he saw his table full of insults and slurs, each one worse than the last one. He tried to stay calm and tried to leave his classroom to go see the school nurse, but his crush stopped him.

“Hey. Everyone says you like me. Is it true?”

“Yeah.” Said Langa. “Yeah, it’s true. I like you.”

“Okay. Now get off my way you freak. Don’t ever talk to me again.”

He stood there, frozen. He couldn’t hear anything, the only thing he could do was run out of there. He went to his house, his mom was there.

“Langa, dear! What happened? Are you okay?” Langa collapsed onto her the second he entered home.

“What have I done to deserve this? I can’t do this anymore, I can’t go there again. They painted my stuff, they insulted me, he doesn’t want me to talk to him anymore!”

“I will talk to your teachers, don’t worry.”

He stopped going to school for two weeks. It tuned out that his teachers weren’t going to do anything about it, and Langa was getting worse every day. So his mom decided to do something about it.

“Langa, we are moving to Japan.”

“We are WHAT?”

“We are moving to Okinawa. My brother has a small apartment that’s unused and he says we can go live there. We will sell this one and I’ll pay him the money. Also, this is full of memories of dad. It will be good to move out from here. There’s a school there, I’m sure you will make friends”.

“Okay. It’s not like I had something to do here now.”


He decided to keep that a secret and just say he moved out of Canada because his dad died. He didn’t want to fuck things up again now that he had Reki.

Notes:

IM SORRY I JUST FINISHED WRITING THIS AT CLASS SO I KNOW IT'S FULL OF MISTAKES, I WILL BE CORRECTING THEM AS I SEE THEM 🧍
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Notes:

Hi! This was my first fic so constructive criticism is very welcome! Also, English isn't my first language so sorry if I made any typos!

Actually, I wanted my first fic to be a mafuyama one but I came up with this and I couldn't wait to post it, so expect (probably) a mafuyama fic soon!

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