"What Choice Do I Have?" Chp. 1

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"We found out the truth about how your parents died." Aizawa says hesitantly. I noticed him looking at me intensely. It made me a bit nervous. But most of all, I was shocked. Now that I think about it, they were never 100% sure who it was. They just had reasons to believe it was the LOV.

Principal Nezu interrupts my thoughts. "Do you think you are ready to hear this Uraraka? This could potentially leave you in distress."

Seriously? Distress? What could possibly be worse then having all my questions unanswered? Leaving me forever curious. All this time I have blamed myself but now I will have someone who is truly the one to blame. Maybe knowing the truth will help me move on.

I nod to show I'm ready, impatiently waiting for his reply. "It was recorded and put on the internet, of course we saved it as evidence and took it down immediately. It's quite gruesome but the quality is bad. Here, sit down and watch." Aizawa says, ending his statement with a quick sigh and pulling a chair out with a computer facing it. I can tell he is upset. I sit in the chair and fidget with my fingers nervously. I'm about to watch my parents die. I take a deep breath and click play.

Wait, I know this place!

Once again I see the room with the dim light in the center. This was the room from my dream! The point of view was the same as my dream aswell. I wasn't sure how to react so I froze and continued watching.

It was the same thing that happen in my dream except I could tell who the people were. My mom, my dad and,

Me?

Why was I there? Wait, that can't be me. How is this possible?

I watched my parents kill themselves just as my dream had foretold. I feel tears begin to well up in my eyes.
Why did my parents kill themselves? Why would I let them do that?

My breathing became heavy and my heart began to pound as I watched myself pick up their bodies and put them in the chairs. My dirty pajamas were covered in blood. My hair was messy and my eyes were closed. As if I was unconscious.

The video showes me sitting down in the chair chating with my deceased parents. The sound was silent so I couldn't tell what I was saying. Suddenly I stand up, with my eyes still shut, walk to the camera and shut it off. That was the end of the video.

I could feel my hands shaking. This can't be real. There is no way that's me.

Aizawa shuts the laptop and sighs once again. I look up at him. He looks disappointed and distressed. Does he think this is really me? I look over towards the door. A police officer stands there staring at me like I'm trash. This isnt happening. They should know I'm not evil.

I stand up quickly looking at principle Nezu intensely. He looks calm like he expected this to happen. The police officer pulls his gun out and aims it at me. This is when I notice Aizawa has had his quirk on the whole time.

"Do you really believe I did this? Are you kidding me!?" I slam my fist on the table. I can't control myself, I'm so tired of everything happening this last year. Is this really what I deserve!? Do they expect me to just confess to a crime I didnt do? What am I supposed to do? What options do I have?

I put my hands up innocently and put my head down. All I can do is tell them the truth. All I can do is cry. They have all the evidence they need. I'm off to prison. Off to be locked up for the rest of my life.

"I didn't do it." I say quietly under my breath. "I didn't do it." I repeat myself again a little louder. "I didn't do it!" I'm yelling now. "I swear that's not me!" I scream as loud as I can squeezing my eyes shut.

Instantaneously someone jumps through the window breaking it. Glass flies everywhere. I feel a cut on my cheek. They quickly make their way towards me and grab me giving me no time to even think.

"Let her go!" The police officer shouts with his gun raised. The unknown person laughs. Sounds like a girl. She puts her hand like a gun at the police officer and whispers "bang". His head then explodes. I begin to panic. Did that really just happen.

(I totally didn't get that idea from chainsaw man👀)

Aizawa goes to rap us in his scarf but he's too slow because the girl shoots the floor with her fingers after whispering "bang" once again and it breaks. Suddenly we're falling. Without thinking I use my quirk on the both of us right before we hit the floor. Then I quickly turn it off dropping us lightly to the ground.

"Great thinking!" The girl says with a smile on her face. Her voice is soothing, relaxing almost. I finally get a good look at her. She has straight black hair slightly below her shoulders and thin bangs down to her eyebrows. Her eyes are brown and her skin his tan. I have to admit, for a girl who just killed the cop without hesitation, she is quite pretty.

I don't have much time to respond because she grabs my wrist and we run.

Should I really be running? This makes me look like the criminal. Should I try to escape? I'm unsure. If I stay, I'll lose my freedom and be treated like a villain. Mabye I should just let this happen and see how it goes.

Maybe being a villain is my only option left...

Thank you for reading!! Sorry this took so long but I've been lacking inspiration lately. I really hope you enjoyed. Be sure to let me know how you felt about this chapter.

If you are confused just know this is the second book to my previous one "Does It Get Better?" Please read the first part to really understand.

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