Ordinary - (Dabi x OC)

Origin Story

Trigger warning: suicidal ideation.

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Violet POV: - present day -

For as long as I can remember, his voice from that day echoed into my head.

Until now, my mind had long blocked out the memories of his burning skin, or the sight of his charred, seizing body. The horrific smells of the sewers faded from my nostrils until I'd lost the scent completely. The worst month of my life soon became something that felt like a stranger's story.

While I'd never felt so broken, at least I could find solace in knowing....I'd never have to relive that day again.

But, it was all a lie. Even my own brain tricked me with it's delusions.

Because, feeling it all replay in my head so vividly makes me realize...I never forgot a thing. I simply chose not to remember, because I was so afraid of what would happen when I finally did.

The day Touya died tore me apart. Over the past ten years, I've only managed to barely tape myself back together. Recalling something so incredibly tragic would be enough to blow away all remnants of the shaky foundation my soul rested on.

And it did. Never in my entire life have I ever felt this lost.

History has a cruel way of repeating itself, only somehow....this feels even worse than the first time.

"Run." I breathed out mindlessly, unable to feel the cold wind hitting my numb skin. "R-Run. Run..."

Run.

Physically, I couldn't stop running. God, my body was so exhausted, I wish I could.

My mind had retreated somewhere inside myself, and the worst part was I didn't know where. It was hiding, not wanting to be found and too afraid to fight my demons and take control of me again.

There was no one left to save me anymore.

There was nothing left to save anyways.

I hadn't stopped running since I left Dabi-Touya in the trees. Even that is another disgusting repeat of history, making me wonder if he burned alive a second time after I left. That would sure pull everything together.

God, the thought of it is enough to completely shatter my mind.

I've fucking broken. I've lost it. Every single thought in my mind is worse than the last. What the hell do I even think? What do I feel?

Who the hell am I? Who is he? Because clearly, he's never been the person I truly believed him to be.

Far beyond those trees now, I'd ran past Musutafu. I didn't know what city I was in, and I didn't care.

Visions of my younger self consumed my thoughts as I ran past the dirty puddles of the alleyway, feeling the same shadow of darkness eating me alive all over again.

I always hoped the darkness I felt during that month of my dying isolation would have left me. At the same time I was too afraid to find out. So, instead I just ignored it and became unfamiliar with my own identity. That always seemed easier than facing it.

Facing myself.

But, that was proving to be the worst possible thing I could have done for myself, because I know now that this darkness never left me. It was hiding-festering inside my body for years, building up and getting stronger for this exact moment.

The only way to escape the pain was to run from it. To run as far away as I possibly could.

From the moment Touya told me to run That Day, I never stopped running.