Decisive Judgement- A Tomura Shigaraki fanfic

Chapter 4

Medications... medications... I mused as soon as I got home. I would have to look these things up myself, but it would be impossible to do so at home. After reading the doctor's notes, I was certain Mom was spying on me whenever she could.

Is that how she knew about my terrible days?

And why was she being so hush-hush about my medications? What the hell?

Mitsuki was thankful, relieved even, to learn of me taking responsibility for stuff that she claimed to have happened. But it didn't play out the way I remembered it... this shit isn't adding up... at all...

What is going on?!

I sighed, glancing at my mother. She sat at the table, drinking her tea. She looked pale, thin... must have just finished up a round of chemo.

"Kyu, dear," she greeted me with a cough, "How was your appointment?"

"It went well; they were thinking about increasing my medication," I responded with a fake smile; I remembered that in passing...

"Perhaps that's for the best," she pondered, "You've been restless at night." My teeth locked; did she watch me when I was asleep too? My door was locked though; unless she hid cameras in my room...?

No, she wouldn't. Would she? If what Mitsuki told me was the truth, then those events must have played out the way she remembers it. Which would mean I would need a constant eye on me...

Which would lead to cameras...

"Yeah, I think you're right... I couldn't stop tossing or turning last night," I smiled again. I couldn't let her know that I knew. If I challenged her for the truth, then there would be a long fight and she was so weak already...

No, I'm on my own from here on out. Assumed everything has been bugged; fake the smile and believe it to be so...

Survive.

I kept the little paper tucked into my jacket pocket, being ever so careful. Only going for more frequent walks, spitting up the medication while I pondered how deep this betrayal was. Or was it a betrayal? I wasn't really sure what was the truth. The way I remember things aren't true; or is everyone around me making it up on the spot? When can I determine my own truth?

Control. I reminded myself as my paranoia grew. I had to find the truth.

Control. Survive.

I went to the library, a big goofy smile on my face. Mom was pleased; this sudden change in attitude to pure obedience and bliss must have been a relief for her. To her, the skeleton she has hidden remains in the closet. But they'll know all right; everyone will know.

I researched the names of the medications. But the more and more I read; the sicker and sicker I've become.

I'm glad she finally told you, Kyu. Mitsuki smiled at me, relief crossing her face...

I have been diagnosed with... Psychosis...

No, no; there has to be some mistake. I shook my head as I continued to read. This is... this is Society's fault. Yes, that's right! This cannot be right; not at all! I was right to stop taking those pills; the quirk and the quirkless were always enemies... that's why they're so bitter... It's a neverending war between brothers, both young and old. Able and Cain. Luke and Darth Vader. Then, it must be up to me to set the record straight.

I began to walk home, my heart determined to right this wrong. How could I have been so blind? This hostility has run deep in our veins since the sprout of quirks. But Tomura dared cross the barrier to check on me... then he must be the key to all this!