I can see it... Your death day and my punishment... (not the usual chatfic)

Mentally or Physically?

Izuku's POV:

I really was confused what was going on and the times we chatted were always like bit by bit. I sometimes needed more time and sometimes less. However could you blame me since I was actually in school, and now that I got out, I could see all the message that I actually haven't answered or reacted at all. All of them were actually notes like "are you okay?" or "Where did you get hurt?" then there were also these " Kid, answer before I get a police officer on you". Well honestly I wasn't so sure how to even react to these messages but sooner or later I had to do it.

The only reason I asked for that was because of the backlash after I saved Mic. He maybe a hero but the pain I felt as well as the blood I vomited were actually damn painful. I mean it surprised me since I had a huge pain tolerance and then this.

Me: *sigh* Maybe I should get it checked but my mom shouldn't know about this...

I stared at my phone in my hands while I was walking home and I had to painfully admit that I actually enjoyed being in the group even if I knew that the only reason was that they were actually conserned about me. The thing was just... I was avoiding people soo much and looking towards the floor instead of them to not see their death dates. Now while I was talking over phone I didn't even had to think about that at all.

I was about to get to my door when my phone started buzzing indicating that someone was calling me. Since I was a stupid kid, I just picked it up.

Me: Hello?

???: AH thank god you are okay!

Now that I head the male voice, I quickly looked at my phone to see the called id before continuing this call.

Me: Ah sorry Blanchee or should I call you Present Mic.

Mic: Actually call me Zashi.

Me: Alright.

Mic: So what's your name?

Me: Why should I tell you that?

Mic: Ahm... because I am asking nicely and Sho was actually asking a favor from a police officer to find out a kid with that quirk of yours... I thought this would be less sus as well as less scary.

Me: Well you are right on that one.

Mic: So?

Me: Izuku.

Mic: Cute name little listener.

Me: Thanks and why did you call?

Mic: You asked for a healer and then didn't answer back anymore.

Me: Ah that... I am sorry. I was in class and only got out now.

Mic: I see. Nem was right with that.

Me: Nem?

Mic: Midnight. You can call her Nem as well and Sho is the underground hero.

Me: Ah I see.

Mic: Feel free to call them by the nicks as well.

Me: Mh. 

Mic: So how are ya?

Me: fine

Mic: You do not sound fine.

Me: Well I am okay and living. What do you need more?

Mic: Someone who is actually healthy!

Me: Mentally or phyiscally?

Mic: *le gasp* LITTLE LISTENER!

Me: What? You have to be specific.

Mic: Mentally?

Me: Quite alright besides the constant bullying.

Mic: Fair enough and physically?

Me: That's why I asked for a hospital.

Mic: How bad?

Me: Well I vomited blood and I feel pain which is probably phantom pain.

Mic: Why do you think so?

Me: Well that is my punishment for actually helping you... wait a minute I need to hand up. I just got home and need to unlock the door.

Mic: Alright. Please just get back into the chatroom then. Each one of us would like to talk to ya more and listen we want to help you out, alright. We are on your side. Just remember that.

Me: Alright.

Mic: Well by then.

Me: Bye.

After I finished the call, I got into the appartment and immediatelly started coughing. I was really holding back and also getting better but this punishment was lasting for a week and I knew this because the moment I decided to actually help out, I could see my punishment in the mirror above my head. 

Me: *sigh* 3 more days to go.