𝓑𝓲𝓷𝓭 S. Aizawa

Chapter 46 | Out

I looked him in the eyes then pushed him back by his shoulders and pointed to the door.

"Leave."

He gave a mocking whine and left the room.

That was so unbelievably hard, but that felt so fucking good, holy shit. I just fought back, and to Aizawa for that matter. I felt like I had the upper hand and power in that but he didn't act disappointed at the end. He mocked and simply left, like that's what he wanted me to do, he was mocking me. That means he really was testing me. I wanted to cry in pity. I had finally fought back but I played right into his hands, what would he gain from me telling him to leave though? Shit, he was mocking me because I took too long to answer back? Just like the first time, this sucks. I just want to have the upper hand, but he can basically read me.

This means that he knew I wanted a win, he knew I was struggling so he gave me another chance to tell him to leave. He knew I would say no this time, he gave me a second chance out of pity? Did he think that it would make me feel better?

I rested my head on my pillow and put my hand under it, then started to cry. It felt good after so long, I haven't cried in a while. I was holding in all of this and crying made me feel like it was all coming out, letting me rest. I cried myself to sleep.

Waking up I knew it was finally Saturday,

"Can you be useful today?" I playfully asked my legs, moving them around. "Guess not." I still couldn't feel them, this is really so suffocating.

"That's alright, you won't be needing them till Monday, will you?" I turned and Recovery Girl smiled at me.

"Yes, thankfully." I answered back.

She gave a small laugh, "Everything should be fine except for your legs, right? Nothing else is hurting?"

She asked walking over to me, she had a stethoscope around her neck, she looked professional.

"Not that I know of." I said feeling around my neck, then my back.

"Good, I healed you but you may still have some after effects." She smiled.

I smiled back, "Oh, do you know where my bag is?"

She put a finger up and turned around to her desk, pulling open and drawer then holding a small purse up.

"This it?"

"Yes, thank you." I said and held a hand out as she handed the purse to me.

She nodded and went back to her desk. I opened the purse to see everything still there and a gold dangle earring at the top. I searched around my purse for the twin,

"What the fuck." I whispered shoving things around my purse.

Where is my earring, I inaudibly started to panic, searching pockets, my wallet and under makeup. It was no where to be found, this can't be happening. That was almost one of the most expensive things I owned.

Wait.

Aizawa has it, "Holy shit." I sighed, thoughtfully.

Shit, Aizawa has it.

What if he just throws it away? He's surely an asshole so I won't put it behind him. That's so expensive though, I told him that, right? Whatever, he'll give it back he can't just keep it.

"𝓘𝓯 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝔀𝓪𝓷𝓽 𝓲𝓽 𝓫𝓪𝓬𝓴 𝓼𝓸 𝓫𝓪𝓭٫ 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓰𝓸𝓷𝓷𝓪 𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓷 𝓲𝓽."

Shit, yeah I remember it now. That stupid brats don't get gold or whatever. What did that even mean? I'm not a brat, and what the fuck does he mean earn it? By doing chores, does he want me to wash his car? Do his laundry? I'll do it, I really need that earring back. I'm very possessive over my things so this is eating me down to my bone. I'm not originally a nail biter but I will now and then, even though I'm a literal adult. I just really want those earrings back, he had no right to keep them. I want to know where he found them though, they are literal hoops, how could they fall out without me noticing? Whatever, that doesn't matter.

"Where's Aizawa?" I asked Recovery Girl with a stone face.

She grinned a smidge and said, "I wouldn't know, it's a Saturday, dear."

I groaned and slammed my back on the bed. I put my hands on my face.

"I could call him for you, if it's that urgent." She smiled picking up the phone a bit.

"Would you?" I parted my fingers to peak more at Recovery Girl. "If you don't mind."

She nodded, "What do you want me to say to him?"

"Just tell him I need to talk to him." I took my hands off my face and put them in my lap, watching as she dialed a number.

I could barely see the numbers she was pressing but the line started to ring. It took a few seconds before the line picked up.

"Yeah?"