Dumbass || Bakugo Katsuki ||✔

Chapter 29

(A/N Incase ya haven't noticed... I just leave pics at the top 'cause I think they're cool so no this isn't related I just think the fanart is awesome✨💃)

For some reason, they left our phones and stuff on us but Katsuki said his cracked when he tried to fight them off back then.

When we got inside the city successfully thanks to the signs. Katsuki regained his strength and could walk with me. Though for the rest of the trip he asked if I was tired or needed help.

Thankfully, we both knew our way around the trains and made it to dorms at five in the morning.

I told Katsuki that after we cool down we'd immediatily head to the police department to report what happened.

"Katsuki..." I muttered, out of breath when I noticed police cars right outside the dormatory. The both of us shot each other worried expressions, rushing inside to see what it was.

It later occured to us that what we walked in on was a crime scene for murder.

"There she is!" Hagakure pointed at me, crying on Ojiro.

I cocked a brow in bewilderness, puzzled.

The police officer stalked up to me, turning me around and saying the words I would have never expected to hear in all my life.

"Karasu Aizawa, I am arresting you on suspicion of the murder of Tsuyu Asui."

"Hold a fucking minute- she was with me"-

"Bakugo I know you're her friend but"-

"WE WERE TAKEN HOSTAGE LAST NIGHT AND"-

"We will arrest you too if you do not stop covering for a murderer."

For what seemed like forever, the voices were drowned out, the ringing in my head got worse and flooded with past memories of freedom.

Asui... was dead...

And everyone thought I did it.

My gaze slowly averted to Midoriya and Ochaco who stared at me with sorrow burning in their sad expressions. I couldn't tell if they actually believed that I'd murder someone or not.

This is trauma after trauma and I had no idea how to react to it.

Kirishima was holding Bakugo back with what seemed like all his might. My lips trembled and I accepted fate as they dragged me to their cars, pushing me inside with unneeded force.

For the rest of the day I could not process anything.

They tried to question me but I had no idea what they were saying, every word came out as gibberish in my head and by the end of it, they seemed so defeated.

I was held in a jail room, nothing could be understood, my memory was hazy and everything I tried to process came out like a puzzle that had irrelevant pieces.

I cuddled myself, the thin blanket did nothing to protect me from the freezing cold air coming in from the cracks.

Although I was miserable, I couldn't cry. I hummed the usual tune my dad would sing me to sleep, leaning my head against the cold wall.

No one could tell me why I was in jail, why Asui was dead because my brain rejected everyones voice.

It's just me... and my thoughts now...

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It'd been another day and I was waiting for my court hearing.

Though I didn't know I'd actually have one. I hadn't spoken to anyone. Not that I could anyway in this isolated prison cell.