Pyre - (Dabi X Reader) BNHA Fanfic

~ Part 84 ~

꧁༒☬𝓦𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓶𝓮 𝓱𝓪𝓼 𝓷𝓸 𝓾𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓻𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓲𝓷𝓰,
𝓾𝓷𝓵𝓮𝓼𝓼 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓬𝓪𝓷 𝓾𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓻𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓷𝓭
𝔀𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓲𝓷𝓯𝓲𝓷𝓲𝓽𝔂 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓵𝓵𝔂 𝓶𝓮𝓪𝓷☬༒꧂

You stared at Jason. His cold eyes unfamiliar to you. "How could you?", you whispered, the hurt drowning out your strength to speak. He puffed out his cheek, sighing. "Honestly Y/N", he started, seeming to ponder over the question, "I think you just kind of lost your meaning to me".

Your brows furrowed. "What?".

He shrugged. "You used to mean a lot to me, I guess. I really thought you were the most amazing person I had ever met. You had gone through all of that stuff and here you were, still trying to be nice to people and trying to adjust to life. I really admired you, until ...", his voice drifted off as he concentrated on attaching the needle to the tube from the machine.

You closed your eyes, breathing in deeply. You didn't want to know what he had to say. You wanted to get out. "Aren't you curious as to why you lost meaning to me, Y/N?", he asked, looking over at you. You kept your eyes closed, slowly trying to move your arm. "No", you stated, "I don't care".

Jason stilled.

You opened your eyes at the silence. Jason was clutching the needle, staring a hole into it. "You like using that word, don't you?", he mumbled. His voice had become completely bare of any emotion. "I don't care", he mocked, bitterness filling his voice. You stared at him, unable to read anything from his face.

His eyes flicked over to yours, right before he suddenly lunged at you. He thrust the needle down into your arm. "I. Don't. Care", he growled through clenched teeth. His eyes were wide, crazed. "You don't care huh?", he asked again, pulling the needle through your flesh down along your arm.

You gasped in pain. "Stop!", you snarled in agony. He tilted his head, looking at you with a malicious grin. "I'm sorry, Y/N", he chuckled, "I don't care". He lifted his arm, taking out the needle, before thrusting it back down into your arm again.

You were finally able to pull your other arm through the straps. The leather tore your skin, but you didn't care. You used all your strength to throw your arm at Jason, hitting him in the face.

He yelped out in pain, dropping the needle. You didn't stop there though. Your hand clasped his shirt, pulling him towards you. He pulled back, trying to get away from you. The momentum came over the bed, which the rest of your body was still attached to, toppling it over.

You fell into the machines, the bed falling on top of you as Jason stumbled, falling to the ground himself. It took you a moment you catch the breath that had been knocked out from your lungs by the impact. You didn't leave yourself any time to register the pain as you pushed yourself, the bed included, up with your one arm.

The muscles in your arm throbbed as you dragged yourself over to the fallen over machine with the needles attached to it. Jason regained himself, seeing what you were trying to do. The bed screeched loudly and terribly against the floor as you neared the needle. Jason flung himself towards the needle.

His hand wrapped around it before you could. He grabbed a hold of your stretched out arm, pressing his knee onto it. You yelped out in pain. "Any last words?", he hissed mockingly. You glared up at him, unable to fight the sneer that formed on your lips. "Go eat shit and die, you fucking pig", you snarled at him.