𝗨𝗡𝗛𝗔𝗣𝗣𝗬 𝗕𝗨𝗟𝗟𝗬

012. 𝗦𝗡𝗔𝗣𝗣𝗬 𝗥𝗥

Now that she's home, she had lots of time to think.

Being alone brought back a lot of feelings, and though she hated seeing locked doors she couldn't control her urge to close it and shut herself in. Izuku had left for his duties, and she had nothing left to do. It's as if the incident had left her soul drained and that need to fight or run hadn't frizzled out, her habit of staring out the window had gotten bad too. 

Surely, she thought things couldn't get worse after she escaped but she was wrong. Putting her hand on her stomach, she looked at it, if she can terminate the pregnancy things would be easier for her and she could gather some money and leave this place behind, but, why was she feeling guilty? She knows getting rid of the baby without giving it a chance was cruel, however, she didn't want it.

How would her parents react? Would they even love her after everything? She hadn't bothered to call them yet, they must be worried why she wasn't returning their calls, she hopes they don't think she was avoiding or breaking her promise, because everything that happened wasn't her fault and she can only be extremely careful from here on out. 

After she's opened up about everything, would they still... love her?

She's sure they will, she's sure. 

Pulling her hand away realizing she spaced out once more and visualized her bully, she quickly got up and walked out of her room she needed to focus on the good things, she could not dwell on the horrible facts and drive herself insane, she had to stay positive. All she had to do was forget about it and move on, trash all her feelings, and let it go. Because she couldn't take her heart beating faster every time she stepped out of the room and heard the smallest sound.

She just needed something to keep her mind off those intrusive thoughts taking over her peace, she was safe and free and all the doors were locked and nobody could get inside without making a sound and making a mistake, she had nothing to be worried about. 

Then, how did her bully get inside her house that night?

No-- She had gone and done it again, she's thinking about him and she shouldn't! What can she do to banish him from her thoughts and not let him ruin her life again? Her school life was ruined, she couldn't allow him to paint her entire life grey. 

She just needed something to keep him out of her mind, anything.

Yanking the refrigerator door open she took out a bottle of cold water and made her way to the lounge little by little, desperately turning on the television and sitting down she tried to find anything interesting, frantically switching between channels she continuously kept tapping her feet, anxious and nauseous. If she wasn't thinking about her bully, the growing child in her belly kept her thoughts busy, and maybe it was unhealthy how she clings to it and yet she doesn't want it. 

Somehow, she finds herself hating the child.

Skimming to a stop, she curled within herself and tuned out the static voices, a stranger to her and Izuku, now that she remembered him, she wanted to hear his voice. He would know how to silence her troubling memories and help her. Shifting her hand to her pocket, she touched her phone and hesitated, should she bother him? 

Now that she's out and about, and equally vulnerable as she has been, getting attached to someone as kind as Izuku was easy and comforting. 

She needed that in her life now more than ever.

Fishing out the phone Izuku had gifted her, her finger hovered over his contact number and not thinking much about it, she let the call connect. Only having to wait a few long seconds before he picked up.

"Hey! Everything okay?" she heard cars honking in the background and the city hustle on and about, she tried to focus on his voice instead. 

"Yeah... I'm good, I just wanted to call." She replied. 

"Something bothering you?" did he read her like a book and was she not ever good at concealing her emotions? 

"No, not really. I didn't know what to do to distract myself." 

"Oh! Actually, I was heading home so I'll be there soon, do you want me to bring something?"

"That's good, I want to see you. The walls are boring to look at."

"Huh--" she interrupted him, "I don't want anything, thanks though." she suddenly imagined Izuku blushing red. 

"O-oh okay, alright!! I'll see you soon then!!"

"Alright-" 

He was quick to hang up she noticed, perhaps their current setting made things more intimate than friendly, it would not be hard to assume they were a couple expecting a baby, or newlywed if someone heard them. Izuku was a shy man.

She felt giddy, and all she wanted to do was get up and run around like a schoolgirl in love, a small smile blossomed on her face and she wanted to look at herself smiling, ignoring the talking faces on the T.V she strode towards her room and stopped before the mirror, it reminded of all the times she danced around in her brand new clothes. 

Staring at herself, she stretched her lips and watched her sad expression disappear, and she turned her face to better admire herself, just to stop once more and observe the ugly bruise on her forehead, where Aoi landed the kick and knocked her out. It wasn't so bad last she looked at it.

Though she tried to suppress the conjured pain her body remembered, it washed over her, how she struggled to get out of the house, how she was locked in like a rat in a trap, meant to die quietly and without any struggle. How could she forgive her for that?

How could Aoi act like she was the victim?! 

Even if she went ahead to take revenge, what powers did she have? Nothing that would protect her at that, she would be asking for another losing battle, she wanted to win at least once in her life. If her bully even knew she was alive and breathing, he would come after her. 

She couldn't do anything even if she wanted to. Stepping out meant losing what little she's got.

But, if someone could do it, for her. Someone who she could trust, and made to be cunning enough to take them out, it had to be someone with a powerful quirk.

She peered at her stomach, gently rubbing it, and she grinned wide.

She had just the plan to make it work. 

"Hey [Y/N], I'm home." Izuku's voice reached her ears and forgetting the crooked smile on her face she sped to the entrance, quickly tackling him in a hug, she breathed in. 

"H-hey... What's wrong?" Izuku voiced his concern before loosely wrapping his arm around her. She didn't seem to care how stiff he had gotten, although he brushed off the eerie sense of dread crawling its way to his head, her behavior was strange. Could he be mad? No, he was happy.

"I'll keep the baby."

The child was the key to her revenge.

Ahem, would it be fine to end the story here? {JOKING}