No More Promises• TogaxReader

Chapter 1

Love.

It's a weird thing isn't it?

It can come and go like anything else. Yet people seem to be upset when people they choose to love for the rest of their life, who promised to be there for them forever, leave them.

Yet people like me. Don't get bothered by it.

I've lost people from the very beginning. My mother committed suicide when I was living with her. Not that I'm bothered because she was a fugly whore. And all of my friends choose the ideal, better friends, over me. I'm fine with it though. Why should I, Y/n Aizawa, care about them? They don't impact my life in any sort of way. If they want to leave, they can leave.
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"Come on Aizawa! Don't you want to hang out with them? It'll be fun!" My friend nagged. I was sitting in the tree I previously climbed on. I was laying down with my head resting on the tree branch. "I think it'll be fun to play with other friends! Please!" She whined. I sighed and shook my head.

"Why would we hang out with those guys when we have each other? I'm able to manage your stupid butt. I can't however, manage six stupid things. They aren't worth my time. If you want to go, go. I'm not stopping you." I said blankly. She groaned and stomped the ground beneath her.

"You're so boring Aizawa! I'm going! If you change your mind, we'll all be on the swings! Maybe in the jungle gym! I don't know just somewhere in the playground!" She yelled waving her arms in the air. She was crying. She turned around and took two steps before stopping. I assume she wants me to give into pressure and change my mind? She slightly turned around to look at me. "You're really not coming?" She whimpered. I jumped off the tree and started walking towards her. There was a small glimpse of hope in her idiotic eyes.

"No." I said before turning around and walking away from her. I made my way back to my tree. The brown crumpled leaves cracking against my new sneakers. I start to climb up to get to my previous spot. I grab at the branches and sit down on my favorite sleeping branch. No matter how much time I spent with this tree, It has yet to leave me. I get comfortable and close my eyes.

"Alone at the tree again hm?" I hear the monotone voice of the man I call father. I open one eye to see him looking up at me. "Wanna come down and tell me what happened? Or are you going to sit on a random tree without parental supervision?" He raised an eyebrow. I returned his stare and rubbed my eyes. Letting out a tired yawn.

"Well to be fair. You are my parental supervision. And this isn't just a random tree. It's my favorite tree, so maybe you shouldn't talk." I mumbled. I feel big arms wrap around me. My father lightly kissed my head and carried me on his back.

"I have a feeling we've had enough today. Let's go home and you can go to sleep. Maybe mom can sing you to sleep? Would you like that?" He chuckled.

"I'm not four anymore. I'm too old for that stuff." I mumbled. Letting out another yawn in the process. He smiled and hummed in agreement.

"You're right. You aren't four anymore. You're five. Besides you'll always be my little girl no matter what." He assured me. I looked at him in his usually dull eyes. They usually soften around me or momma though.

"Promise?" I held out my pinky finger. He laughed and connected the gap between my finger with his own. I slightly smiled.

"Cross my heart. I promise." He kissed my cheek. Before I knew it we were walking down our street and approaching our apartment building. My dad walked up the stairs and unlocked the door. I'm greeted by the smell of pine trees and lavender. My mother always wanted our house to be welcoming and a safe space. It was the perfect size for the three of us.