𝓑𝓲𝓷𝓭 S. Aizawa

Chapter 47 | Phone

Shit, it felt like I had two heart beats. How could someone's voice sound so deep in real life and on the phone. His voice was so low it hit things deep within me. No, shut up.

"Are you busy right now?" She asked him calmly.

"I'm just at my apartment, why?" He asked his tone, getting just a smidge higher, as if he was skeptical.

"Y/N needs to talk." She said.

There was a silence on the line for a bit.

"Alright."

Recovery Girl gave the phone to me and I turned to my side, giving myself a little privacy.

"Give me my earring back." I spat cupping the phone.

"No." Was all he said.

"What do you mean no?" I asked irritated.

"You haven't earned it, so you're not getting it." He plain out stated.

"Fuck you, this reward system shit is dumb." I went on ranting. "You want me to do your laundry, wash your car? Want me to fucking give you a bath?"

I don't know why I said that last part but I banged my head against my pillow in anguish and groaned away from the phone.

"We'll see, you'll get it when I say." He sounded like he was smiling.

My blood was boiling, "No, tell me, I'll literally do your fucking dishes, I need that earring back. You dick."

He gave a short laugh, "Maybe when you can walk again you'll be able to earn it back."

I was aggravated, I could feel my face grow hot with anger.

"I have to wait till Monday to get MY earring back?" I wanted to scream at him, spit in his face again, slap him around.

"Seems so." He said.

"Fuck you." I stood up and slammed the phone down on Recovery Girls desk, hanging up.

That was one of the most angering conversations I've had with him, my two heart beats didn't stop, but I pushed that away. I mean, every conversation we have is angering. Monday needs to hurry up, I long for that earring, it probably costs more than most of the stuff I own all together.

"Goodness, are you and Aizawa alright?" She asked, her face concerned.

I don't want Recovery Girl to worry, or go scolding Aizawa.

"Yes, we just had a small disagreement, we're fine." I tried to smile as I scuttled over to the bed, helping myself with my hands, then flopping down. "Just peachy."

"Well, I'd hope so, that conversation seemed a little heated." She said and went back to work, once again.

"Yeah." I simply answered back.

What do I even do, wait for Monday? I'm way too impatient for that, but that's what's going to have to happen. I literally can't walk, what, am I gonna use my crutches to wash his laundry? I laughed a bit, thinking about using my crutches. I bet I looked terrible, hopping around on those, not very attractive. Well, who knows maybe I did look good. Shut up, I need to focus on one thing, getting to Monday. I'm so bored though, and it's only Saturday, I could be doing so many other things. Well, considering I'm a teacher I would probably be grading homework, or tests.

Shoot, I didn't even get to see or be on the training with the students. That would have been so fun, I haven't seen it before, I felt like punching something. Those two fucking annoying twins, with their irritating voices and laughs. I wish I wasn't such a good person, I would have used my quirk on them. That would have been funny, but there's nothing I can do about the past. It's their fault this all happened, and that's the end of the story. Just drop it, dwelling on things that have already happened won't change the past.

I sighed, "I'm bored." I turned to face Recovery Girl and she gave a small grin, raising an eyebrow, as if showing she was listening. "What do you do for fun in this infirmary?"

"Well, I cure and help students, but they can be very fun and interesting to talk to. So, I think talking to students would be the most fun thing, unless you like word searches?" She kept the grin on her face as she lifted up a big book that said word-search on the front, and waved it around.

I groaned and playfully covered my face with my hands, "Not word searches." I laughed and she gave a small chuckle as I heard her set it back down. "Any other paper activities you got for me?" I asked uncovering my face and watching her work.

"No not really, I usually like playing games on my phone. Or texting my friends. Suedoku, or Solitari." She said, staring down at her papers, skimming through them with her finger.

"Suedoku, Solitari? What are those, I've never heard of either." I asked, they sounded weird.

"Knock-off games." She gave a small giggle. "They are fun either way."

I laughed too, "If you don't mind me asking, you text your other friends, who else in this school are you friends with?"

"Most of the female teachers, but the head male ones I have to keep on my phone." She said. "What about you, honey? What friends do you have on your phone?"