Famous in the Wronged

Tickets

I looked at the breakfast in front of me. "Hey mom." "Yeah?" she turned around to see me staring at my food. "Let's go to Japan." I looked up from my food to see her looking at me in surprise. "Are you sure?"I looked back down at my food. It sat in front of me, starting to look less appetizing by the second but it's not like I wanted to look my mom in the eyes and tell her what I did last night.

"Yeah. I wanna go." It was quiet at first but then I heard a sigh. Weither the sigh was one of resentment or one of relief I won't bother myself to try and figure out. "Alright we'll go. But I still have to talk to your father about it." Talk to dad about it? Why? He was stationed in Quebec. "Why don't you go clean up and do some homework." My mom said taking the plate of cold food. I only nodded and left the kitchen walking up the stairs into the bathroom. Again I turned on the water and took off my shirt. Determined not to vomit this time I quickly took of the wrap and looked away from the mirror getting into the shower. The warm water rain along the rough, uneven skin. I gagged and hopped out vomiting my breakfast into the toilet. Just as fast as before I heard a knock on the door. "I'm alright!" "Are you sure?" My mom asked from behind the door. "Yeah." I doubt the coughing was convincing her but nonetheless she left and I cleaned myself up getting back into the shower. "So close."

I only stayed in the shower for maybe 20 minutes before getting out and changing. It was a little easier to get changed this time, still difficult as all hell but a little easier. I went back downstairs to see my mom looking through her laptop with her glasses on. You could see the spreadsheet for some upcoming projects in the company from the glare of her glasses. She saw me walking down towards her and got the supplies from the medicine cabinet.

"Can I try putting it on myself?" I asked. She was hesitant at first but agreed to let me give it a shot. In the end I had made a mess and we were both became giggling messes ourselves. "Ok, ok, go start your homework." She giggled picking up the extra stuff and carefully putting everything back. "Ughhh, fine." I couldn't help but groan in hate. The fact I had a near death experience and school still thought about giving me an a-okay to do homework. I walked into my room and opened my laptop to see an email from the man.

Hello Ms. L/n! I'd like to tell you the request of punishment went through the courts and while there was a degree of debate about how small the size of the punishment is I'm glad to say they have approved of the punishment and the people will server 25 years and get out on parol.

I bite my lip as I read the message. I'm not going to lie I wish these 'courts' denied my request and sentenced those assholes to death or something but at the same time I'm kinda relieved. I don't think I'd be able to look at their families and say I'm the reason their loved one is dead.

Thank you sir, and also I've been thinking about your offer to Japan and I talked it over with my mother. We have agreed that the trip to Japan is acceptable.

I almost gagged at how fake my writing seem but he was a professional man so I need to be a professional high schooler who didn't just have a traumatic experience about a week ago.

That is excellent news to hear. We will be setting up a private flight for travel and a place for your family to stay during your time here. The one question I have for you Ms. L/n is the security detail. We must require at least 2 heroes for travel at all times, are you alright with these conditions?

I am confident that I can make a trip to Japan with a few heroes sir.

Alright then. I will have the tickets sent to your family and will meet you when you arrive. Do stay safe.

You too sir, thank you.

My heart was racing and my face was burning. I could feel my anxiety going through the roof. "God, can't I just have one day without a panic attack?"