Make Me Fall In Love

22. Are You Sure You're Ok?

Midoriya's POV

"You don't need to keep everything in, ok? You can tell Todoroki how you're feeling," Ochako whispered to me.

I nodded my head, glancing over at Shoto. He had come all this way to help me. I should be able to tell him how I'm feeling but I don't know how. The only feeling I truly recognize right now is fear and that was only directed towards Yuuma.

"Don't close yourself off, ok?" I nodded again, saying goodbye to Ochako and leading Todoroki to my car. By this point, the police had all left and the air felt almost too quiet as Ochako's car drove away.

"Izuku?" Todoroki asked softly before I could reach the handle to my car, my hands shaking ever so slightly.

"Yeah?" I asked, looking up at him. My emotions were piling up and the only solution I could think of was to beat them all down with a metaphorical mallet to keep them from showing themselves. I'd rather feel nothing right now than the ever-growing flood that I was keeping at bay with a single thread.

"Are you ok?" What does he think? I was just kidnapped from my own home, unable to protect myself against that alpha for the second time, nearly marked by someone I didn't love and then that more than likely would have lead to me being raped and abused by him for as long as he kept me in his custody. So I'm just peachy.

"Yeah."

I could tell he didn't believe me. "Izuku."

I turned to face him properly, leaning my back against the car. "What? What do you want me to say? I'm dealing with these emotions the only way I know how and that's to forget about them until they go away." Shoto looked shocked as I looked down at my feet. I don't usually snap at him like that, I can understand why he's shocked. "I just- can we not talk about this right now? I just want to go home where I- where I can feel safe."

He sighed softly. "Ok, but if you want to talk-"

"I don't."

"Ok."

I got into the car and a few seconds later Shoto joined me in the passenger seat.

The drive was silent, and that was probably a good thing considering I think I was a few wrong words away from breaking down. I know what happened, I was there, but my brain hadn't fully processed it. The longer I sat in silence the longer I had to think about it. I let out a shaky sigh, wiping my eyes to stop them from tearing up.

Shoto glanced over at me, studying my face before speaking. "Pull over," he said.

"What?"

"Pull over, I'm going to drive, you're not in the right headspace."

"Well neither are you," I argued. I could tell he was still mad about what had happened, though I knew he wasn't mad at me in particular.

"I'm not the one about to break down," he said in a soft voice trying to calm me some.

I drove a little further before putting my blinker on and pulling off to the side of the road. My hands didn't leave the wheel for a while, I just sat there, Shoto watching as a tear slipped down my face. "He was going to mark me," I said softly as if the realization just hit me. "He was going to-" I covered my mouth with my hands as I let out a choked sob.

Shoto stayed quiet, letting me say what I had to say.

"He-he was going to mark me a-and do s-so many things," my breakdown was starting and it would only snowball from here. "A-all because I- I tried to stand up to him a-and told my mom I could handle him. I-If I hadn't th-then-" Shoto rested a hand on my knee, rubbing his thumb in soft circles.