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Escalation

The next time I woke up I could tell that it was already late because we had this window in our roof. The whole attic alone was like a storage room and for some reason I really like it.

...

I wonder if he is still out there.

I really don't want to talk right now!

I just...

I just want to be a part of them!

Why can't he understand the feelings I have?

I feel like being shut off and disposed...

...

As I was thinking about how to get out of the room, my stomach gave out a loud growl and I knew how hungry I was. I haven't ate anything since yesterday morning after all. Since there was basically no other way out than the door I came in, I was forced to open it. Sure enough I found dad in his sleeping bag right in front the door. Needless to say he was awake and looking at me.

You god damn door needed to be that loud!

On another thought... Why didn't I just used the window to escape.... Oh right it doesn't open at all.

Aizawa: How are you feeling kitten?

Me: ...

Aizawa: The silent treatment huh... You stayed there for a long time. It's already midnight. You need must be hungry. Let's go to the kitchen.

Me: ...

I was just looking down not even being able to look him into his eyes at all. Something told me I would see something I didn't wanted to ser and that was disappointment and pity. So in the end I followed him to the kitchen once he was out of the sleeping bag that is.

Aizawa: We had pasta today. You want me to reheat it or make you something.

You... Cooking something?!

Nope!

I am not out of my mind trying to eat your poison!

Do you even know how to use a wooden cooking spoon?

No thank you!

I am not tired of my life yet.

Me: Reheating is fine.

Before he went to the fridge I saw him go to the first aid kid and slide it my way over the table.

Aizawa: If you not gonna let me have a look at it then at least treat it yourself.

Me: Thank you.

I accepted it and immediately went to work. The wounds didn't hurt at all not even me pouring alcohol burned at all. While I was focusing on tending to my wounds on my hand I could tell that my father was watching me with a close eye.

Aizawa: How did it happen?

Me: Cut myself on some metal while cleaning the classroom. I wasn't careful enough.

Aizawa: Cut yourself?

Me: Yes.

No...

It's even such a stupid lie!

Its so obvious but I can't tell him that it was Kacchan!

I just can't!

Why is he even caring right now?