Blood and Air |The Sequel| {Bakugo X FemOC}

Confused

It was cold. Dark and cold, but I was comfortable, sitting on a plush sofa, covered in a hoodie and sweatpants. I stared at nothingness, replaying those images over and over in my head.

Were they my thoughts? My own memories? It seemed so odd. How could it be mine when I was stuck in an endless void of darkness?

A sting of coldness struck my left side. I shrugged it off.

Those images continued to wind down, years in the spans of minutes. I saw a girl constantly hurt and traumatized, beaten down and abused. Yet she was still standing after it all. Still managed to gain friends, someone she loved dearly.

It felt so familiar but so foreign. Was that me? Was I the girl with the silver and color-streaked hair? The one who, in the last image of color, lost the one who brought her back from the edge of insanity?

I couldn't be. I was in darkness, not a single soul with me. I was seeing someone else's life in my head. Maybe I should fall back asleep, then a happier story will replace this tumultuous one. A happier story, with the same characters, but a happy ending.

That is what I want to see. 

I winced, flinched as a terribly sharp, cold pain suddenly engulfed my torso. It was gone, but something felt odd. Why was I feeling pain? 

I shook my head, eyes going back to the void. Let me close my eyes and forget it all-

Wake up.

I blinked. That soothing, female voice rang around, as if a wisp of a wind. 

It had to be fake.

I said wake up, Mirayu.

My chest constricted painfully. 

Mirayu. The nickname of the girl whose memories I saw. 

I sucked in a sharp breath, groaning as my torso once again felt that cold pain. This time, it didn't go away, beginning to linger.

Wake up, Mirayu!

"I'm not Mirayu!" I cried out, clutching at my chest, falling onto my side. Tears heated my eyes. "I'm not the girl who lost her sanity, who lost the one she loves most!"

Because that is too painful to accept. 

The pain increased, my head ringing.

That is who you are.

Tears fell down my cheeks. "No."

Your life isn't all bad. You have so much, and so much more to look forward to.

I couldn't close my eyes, no matter how bad I wished to. I breathed harshly, trying to fight the pain. 

Accept such a dark life? Be Mira Kazama? Is there any point in it, if she is losing everything?

Mirayu, you didn't lose everything. 

I sobbed. My heart was cracking.

The blackness turned a grayer color.

You need to wake up and see for yourself. 

I cried out, clawing where my heart was. I didn't want to wake up. I didn't want to be the broken Mira Kazama.

Don't be broken. Be whole.

Be yourself, Mirayu.

And wake up, my darling daughter.

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I gasped, sitting straight up, seeing nothing but a blur of white and green. My heart raced inside my chest, my blood rushed, my head ached.