If I were in My Hero Academia- Redo

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[third person PoV]

Dabi walked in, looking at the blood on the floor.
"You're cleaning this up, you do realize that, right?"
He didn't get a response.
He waved his hand in front of her face, she didn't move her gaze.
"Aria, Stop fucking around"
"What's happening?" Cayden popped his head in.
"I don't know. She's not responding to anything"
"Maybe she just doesn't like you"
"She was just talking a couple seconds ago"
"Change of heart, maybe?"
"Unlikely"
Aria had awoken from her trance-like state,  she wasn't talking.
"Aria, what the hell was that?"
"Maybe you should just leave her alone"
"Aria, please answer me. You scared the living shit out of me!"
"What- what happened?" She asked.
"What the hell do you mean?! You-"
"Cayden, calm down"
"I- get out"
"What?"
"I said get out"
"Why?"
"I can't fucking-"
She grabbed her stomach, curling up into a ball.
"Didn't you already get that problem fixed a while ago?"
"Yeah, it still hurts like the dikens, you ass!"
"I'll go get some Tylenol"
"It's in my room, I'll grab it"
"I've never seen your room before"
Cayden and Dabi left, their conversation was inaudible.
The nauseous feeling hadn't gone away, but now it was like she couldn't make the feeling go away. Not with throwing up, not by eating, and certainly not by not throwing up.
[Aria PoV]
"Hey, swallow this" Dabi says, a pink pill in his palm.
"No" I answer, thinking about how I'm gonna clean up all the blood.
"You're in pain, and you'll continue to be in pain until you decide to take it" Cayden chimes in.
"No"
"Why? Are you afraid you'll get addicted and overdose again?"
"Cayden, get out"
"No, I'm staying"
I stand up, trembling even more than before.
"You should probably not be standing up right now"
"Shut the fuck up"
"Cayden, I'm leaving this on you" Dabi says, walking out.
"I'm leaving this on you" Cayden says, also walking out.
"No, you get back there" Dabi says.
"No, you get back there" Cayden says.
"She's your friend"
"She's practically your kid at this point"
"That is not true at all, and you know it"
"Yeah, because she's already Aizawa's fucked up kid that all of Japan knows about"
"You might wanna take that back"
"What?"
"Yeah, Aria's standing behind you with a machete"
"Huh"
He turns around, I see Dabi push him down.
"Dabi, don't kill him" I call out.
"I wasn't going to"
I grab onto the wall, turning around to be facing the mirror.
My eyes wide like I saw a ghost, my hair in a low and tiny bun, blood cascading down my head like a waterfall, and the big black bags under my eyes.
"Fuck" I whisper.
I look at my chest, I can see my heart beating.
Why do all the bad things happen to me?
"Shigaraki wants you, Aria" Cayden calls from across the house.
I don't know where he is.
"Where is he?" I call back.
"Probably in his room or something I don't know!"
Dumbass.
"Tell him to come to me! I'm not walking around this entire place looking for him!"
"Fine! SHIGARAKIIIIIIIII GET YOUR ASS TO ARIA SHE'S NOT COMO ESTAS!"
"IM NOT GOING TO YOU, YOU COME TO ME!"
I hear footsteps, then I see the hoe come out with a gun.
"And I'm locking myself in the bathroom, goodbye"
"Don't close that fucking door"
Intimidated, I leave the door open.
"Kai chisaki made these bullets. They're quirk erasing. Only temporarily, for now"
"And why are you showing me those?"
"So I can show you how they work"
"Oh hell no, I'm leaving"
I hop on one leg to the stairs.
"Fuck"
I take a deep breath, then run up the stairs.
"FUCK!"
My leg is bleeding again, leaving a trail of blood behind me.
"Get out here, and I won't shoot you!"
"Rhetorical statement, you're gonna do it either way!" I call out.
"That's correct, the first correct thing you've said"
"Fuck you"
I cough, my arm feels wet afterwards.
"This better not be happening right now" I talk to myself. "FUCK"
Blood on my arm.
"Now what?" Shigaraki asks.
"I'm coughing blood now!"
"Maybe I should end it all for you, how does that sound?"
"Terrible. I'd rather be in pain than dead"
"Your call, but now that I have you cornered"
"NO SHIGARAKI"
"What did you just say?"
"I said no. You torture me, you've done enough"
"You're standing up for yourself?"
He cocks the gun.
"I'm telling you, no"
"I don't have to listen to you"
"But you should"
"You're a child, schizophrenic if I must"
"What?"
"This isn't real"
"Stop fucking with me"
"I'm telling you the truth, you're a schizophrenic child! You're hallucinating all of this!"
"No, I'm not"
"Eh, it was worth a shot"
"A terrible shot. If I were hallucinating, I wouldn't be in pain"
"Not necessarily true. But I suppose you're always right"
He points the gun in the middle of my chest.
"No"
"I think yes"
"No"
"Don't test me"
"No"
"Why do you do this to yourself ?"
"I'm not answering your questions"
"Follow me"
He enters my room, leaving the door open.
I follow him, skeptical that he's actually going to listen to me.
He sits on the bed, I stand near the door.
"Close the door. No one else needs to hear this"
I do as he says, shutting the door.
"Let's start this off. Cayden is obviously staying with us. And since he's here, you're obligated to be here as well. You're going to help him with the missions he goes on"
"I'm not killing anyone. I'm still a hero"
"No, you're a child. Not a hero. You are nothing but a liability to us, yet we cannot dispose of you"
"Continue"
"Actually, I didn't word that correctly. I meant to say you'll help him AFTER a mission, because you know basic rescue skills"
"EMS skills, yeah"
"Great. That's settled"
He checks to see how many bullets are left in the gun. From what I can see, there's three.
"Do you know how many bullets would kill a small child?"