Three of us? [MONOSHINKAMI]

Talk 3/3

It was pretty late in Tokyo after Shinso was finally done with his patrol. The street lights was the only reason he could see anything. As he walked home he was thinking about this whole mess he was trying to get out of. He loved Monoma, no question of that. But Kaminari? Really?
Well, he was good friends with the blond soon after he was moved into the hero course. They could be open with each other
or so he thought he could with the blond. Kaminari was a great person to be around. Not to mention the cute looks he always gave him when they hung out.
But the only thing Shinso couldn't get out of his mind about Kaminari. Was that STUPID first kiss they had. He felt angry for being set up like that. He was mad for thinking of it when he made out with Monoma at times. He was just all in all pissed for liking Kaminari that way and he had the right to be so!

"Stupid Kiri, running everything!"

He knew it wasn't fair to lie to Neito. He loves Hitoshi more than anything and Shinso knew that.
And he took that trust and that love he cared about so dearly and and dragged it through the mud like it was nothing more than a dirty rag.

"I can't take this shit anymore!"
He yelled and punched the wall in one of the alleyways where he wouldn't be herd. "Why did I even do that? Why am I just so stupid to even do that!"
He felt tears roll down he face as he continued to just hit that brick wall.
"I should have left! I should have said no! I-I—!"

He felt numb as he slid down to his knees, his tears falling onto the dry concrete.
"I can't be like him..."
He leaned against the wall. Cracked from the violent fits and cried into his knees. He was being quiet. Something he learned quickly in the system. If you were quiet. You would be okay.
Shinso felt nothing. It was like when he read the last note from his mom. Like the world stops. No sound and no movement. Everything just being quiet to let him suffer.
After a few minutes he stood up. Not looking back as he walked out. He wanted this shit to be over.
If he lost Neito he would be broken but...he knew Monoma would be as well. And Kaminari as well.
As he turned the corner he got a chilly feeling and he felt the adrenaline slowly sink in. He herd footsteps. Slow and uneven together with a weird sound of metal.
He continues to walk, Shinso turns around to see if it was just a drunk person needing help.
But then he froze.
"Mom?"
In front of him; long an thin. Purple hair down to her chest with black ripped jeans, shirt and matching lipstick was his mother. Looking the same as when she left but aged by what Shinso felt like 20 years. Her face was bony and thin, her cheekbones popping out. Her purple eyes had a pink outline and Unser her nose was pink and sore. She was high, really high.
As she looks at her son for a long time. She just stood like a child who was caught doing something wrong. Shinso stood still too. He didn't know what to do, he had had some thoughts on what to say but now. He was blank. He really wanted to just go home and ignore her. She was nothing to him anymore, legally she wasn't even his mother anymore.
She held a syringe with some weird liquid inside. Probably some drug.
"U-ummm. need help ma'am?"

"Where. Issss. It"
Her words were slurry and fumbling and vary clearly drunk.
"Uh. Where is what?"

Shinso reached for his phone to call for help if she was trying to do something crazy.

"Where. The FUCK. IS MY BABY!"

She rand towards Shinso, taking out the syringe ready to stab. And then.

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