𝓑𝓲𝓷𝓭 S. Aizawa

Chapter 49 | Bored Again

I sighed and put my phone back in my bag pocket, then laid down pulling the covers up a little.

"Bored again?" I guess she heard me sigh, Recovery Girl didn't look up from her work.

"Yeah." I answered back, setting my bag on the floor beside me, sliding it a bit under the bed.

"Text Aizawa, he's your friend." She said.

"He blocked me." I stated.

"Already?" She asked a bit puzzled.

"Yeah, I think it's just some troubles with his phone, or something." I didn't want her to worry about me and Aizawa's relationship.

"Hm." She let out.

"I'm bored, so I think I'll just nap it off." I gave a small smile, pulling the covers up a bit and scooting down, turning to my side.

"That sounds like a good idea, I'll make sure to be as quiet as I can, dear." She said thoughtfully.

"Thank you." I said as my back was faced to her.

Eventually after those texts running through my head disappeared, I feel asleep.

I think I took too long of a nap, I woke up and the windows were dark. I couldn't fall back to sleep though, shit. Not this again, except it was a little brighter than yesterday but not by much. That still didnt change the fact that I couldn't hear anything, maybe just some quiet walking outside but that was it. I guess it was a little better than yesterday, there's still people, but Recovery Girl isn't here again. I eventually got nervous, that Aizawa would come around again, 'needing Recovery Girl'. I took my covers and quickly pulled them over my head, if I force myself to fall asleep then eventually I will. Then, if he comes here, he'll see me sleeping, perfect.

Except for the fact my eyes were wide open. I mean maybe I could just do something, but what? I mean it's not like Aizawa is gonna come here and bother me after blocking me on messages today. I pulled off my covers and picked up my phone, considering that was the only thing I could do anyway. I didn't want to spend a night crying myself to sleep so if he does happen to come here I'm completely ignoring him. Trust me it's gonna be hard but you need to try. I scrolled through my phone and acted like I wasn't waiting for him to arrive. It had been maybe an hour or two and there was nothing, still.

The door creaked and I froze. I was laid on my side so I couldn't see. I breathed through my mouth as quiet as I could, because my nose was loud. Ignore him. I heard quiet shuffling and then a hop, flopping onto a chair. Then I heard papers moving and writing.

Fucking dumbass, it's Recovery Girl.

I turned to my other side to face her and she looked up.

"Oh, dear did I wake you?" She asked frowning a bit.

"No, I woke up on my own." I gave a small smile.

"Alright then, it's late, I have no idea what activities you could do at this hour." She went on. "It's probably best if you sleep the night off, wake up in the morning. That time with things to do."

I nodded and she went back to flopping through pages. All she ever does is work, and she never complains, she really is a saint. I turned back to my other side and fought myself to sleep for about 30 minutes. I dozed off after that, it felt a bit weird because I wasn't necessarily tired.

I opened my eyes, there was the brightest light coming out of the windows and I closed my eyes again. I groaned and turned to my side, I really did make it to morning. Aizawa hadn't come last night, thankfully. It was now another day of no legs, tiring honestly. My back hurt a bit so I wanted to sit down. I turned and left my legs hanging over the side of the bed and stretched my neck. Recovery Girl was at the other end of the infirmary talking to a student. Then, my eyes wandered to the door, where Aizawa leaned on the frame. I rolled my eyes as I could see he was staring at me and turned back to cracking and stretching. This morning was bustling with people, it was loud and I liked hearing it.

I was cracking my fingers and then I could hear Aizawa walking over, his black boots hitting the tile. I groaned. He stopped in front of me and smiled.

"Good morning, sweetheart."

"Shut up." I spat at him.

"Hey, I was just saying good morning, why're you crying about it?" He put his hands up in surrender and smirked.

"Fuck off, is that literally all you came here for?" I asked and decided to leave my legs alone, considering I couldn't feel them anyway.

I worked on my forearms massaging them because they were aching.

"No." He stared at my hands while I massaged my arms. "I could do that for you."

"Choke, what do you actually want, Aizawa?" My face turned into a scowl as I didn't meet his eyes, focusing on my arm.

"Calm down, I came here for Recover Girl, sorry to disappoint."