Chapter 9|Scars Don't Heal

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(Y/N) POV:

I found myself somewhere familiar. A place that I didn't want to be, or remember. I was in a car, my parent's car. On that fateful day where my life changed for the worst.

Looking around I see my parents in the front seats, talking to each other and laughing playfully. The next thing I knew I was on the cold and rough ground of the concrete.

I laid there in pain and sorrow. I tried to resist the temptation to run but my legs kept going. I couldn't change the past, but I can't expect it either. What I did and didn't do, and what followed the rest of my life.

Everything faded to black as I began to hear medical equipment. Was I back in the hospital? Was that girl all a dream?

My eyes slowly drifted open and a bright white light blinded me with its glow. A soft voice spoke to me as my eyes started to adjust.

"Oh dear, you've been through a lot haven't you."

I tilted my head to see a short elderly woman in a white coat and pink googled.

"Who, who are you?" I asked weakly.

"My name is recovery girl, I'm the nurse for UA. Your quirk made you pass out so Aizawa took you to me. So I left you overnight here and checked on you whenever I could."

"Thank you for looking after me. I hope I wasn't too much of a burden."

"Oh nonsense, this is my job after all."

I rested my head on the wall in shame. Looking around I found a clock that said it was noon.

"What do they think of me?" I asked.

"Hmm?" Recovery girl responded puzzled.

"Everyone in class 1-A, what do they think of me? Are they scared of me like everyone else?"

"From what I know they were a little shocked at first."

"I knew it," I said softly.

"But now they're mostly worried about you. They just hope you're ok."

"Wait, really?" I said surprised.

"Of course, they've all struggled with things as well. So they understand."

"Struggled? With what?" I asked curiously.

"They've all had their hard times, take young Midoriya for example. When he first joined UA his quirk broke his bones when he used it. Then theirs Aoyama, his quirk may be strong but when he uses it for only a couple of seconds  he gets a tummy ache."

"Oh, I didn't know," I said shamefully.

"Of course, there are also people like Yaoyorozu. She may be smart and have a strong quirk, but ever since she lost the sports festival she's lost confidence in herself." Recovery girl explained.

I looked at Recovery Girl thankful. Although I still felt shameful of who I am. Then recovery girl placed her hand on mine.

"Go find your new friends. It's lunchtime so they're all probably in the cafeteria. Go find your new home."

A slight smile peaked across my face as I nodded in agreement

With newfound confidence, Recovery Girl discharged me from her office and I started heading to the cafeteria.

The hallways of the schools were relatively empty. But it wasn't a ghost town, some people roamed around the school.

My confidence quickly fled when I noticed that the students around me were whispering to each other. Likely about me.

"What else could they be whispering about?" I said to myself.

The confidence and hope that once filled my mind was now replaced with doubt and insecurity. My pace began to slow and my head looked down at the floor. The whispers didn't stop, but seemed to get louder.

The whispers turned into chatter, yet they didn't seem to get quiet as I walked past. The voices started shouting at me saying things like "You're not good enough" and "You should have died in the car crash."

I turned into a small hallway and slid across the wall onto the ground. Face in my arms and knees to my arms. I sat there in sorrow, hoping no one would notice me.

Momo POV:

I was sitting at the lunch table chatting with my fellow classmates. I had already finished my food so I was happily talking to everyone, but then a thought came to mind.

"Since I've finished I'm gonna go check up on (Y/N). Maybe he's woken up." I said.

"Oh ok, tell him we say hi." Sero said.

"Will do."

So I got up from my seat and went to Recovery Girls office. After putting away my rubbish of course.

On my way to her office, I noticed everyone in the hallways were acting strange. They seemed to feel uncomfortable, like a villain had just walked through the halls.

Walking past the odd acting students I started to hear a soft whimper to the right of me. Curiously a turned my head to find (Y/N) sitting against a wall in a dark hallway all alone quietly sobbing to himself.

Without hesitation I ran over to comfort him shouting his name. When he looked up at me his eyes seemed dazed, like he was in another world. His hands were trembling and his face was covered in tears.

(Y/N) POV:

Still sitting against the wall the voices didn't get quieter, they only began to scream at me. I'd try to push them away but they would fight back, not letting me get rid of them.

Amongst all these voices I heard I new voice shouting my name. I thought nothing of it until I felt my hands being held by the soft and gentle hand of someone that cared for me.

I looked up but my vision was blurred and it took me a moment to focus. But as my vision cleared I realised it was the one person I wanted to see the most.

"Momo?" I asked with a shake in my voice.

"Hey it's ok (Y/N), it's ok. You're gonna be alright." She said comfortingly.

I jumped up from the ground and started to slide away in a panic.

"No no, stay away from me. I don't want to hurt you."

"It's ok (Y/N). I know you're scared but we can work through this. Together."

"But what if I hurt you?"

"Then I'll work through that too. With you beside me."

I sprinted up to Momo and swung my arms around her, clutching her tightly. I could feel my hands tremble as I tugged her jacket.

"I'll always be here with you," she said to me. Her soft voice slowly calming every fibre in my body.

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