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EVER since i woke up just a few days ago, dazed and confused as to why i was in the hospital, my days have been a whirlwind of nonstop commotion. nurses coming in and out doing tests on me and police officers coming in to ask me questions about what had specifically happened.
not only did the police come in, but pro hero endeavor came in to question me. asking me what i can remember from that day and filling me in on the parts i can't quite remember. he must have gotten this information from the only person that was conscious throughout the fight.
bakugou.
best jeanist came by to apologize for his helplessness with the situation but i talked him down telling him that it's not his fault because it really wasn't.
if it was anyone's fault, it was my own for not being able to protect them when that thing was coming after me to begin with.
flashes of bakugou's burned chest and arms, the flinch and the smell of burning flesh is all i can really remember from that night.
the nurses told me that my injuries were too severe to leave right after i woke up. apparently, the combination of the injuries i sustained from fighting that monster, or the nomu i was told it's called, and the overuse of my quirk landed me here.
they told me that right after i was brought in and still unconscious, the support company that had made the cuffs around my wrists had come in and fixed up the one that was beginning to split. the weight of them still being a heavy burden i carry along with many questions i'm too afraid to know the answer to.
futoshi and junko have only left my side for a few hours at a time, mostly staying with me through the night. no matter how much i tell them they should sleep in the comfortable beds back at our apartment, they refuse.
eiji has been the same way. the only reason why he isn't here for every waking moment of my healing process, is because i threatened to stop making his favorite meals when he comes over if he didn't go back to class. he drops by and gives me the notes for the homework which we do together and then he'll turn them in on my behalf.
one day, eiji even surprised me with some of our classmates that wanted to know how my recovery process was going. mina, hanta and kaminari were glued to the side of my bed as they sobbed next to me.
in that moment, i knew that i was truly cared for. they had shed tears over me in worry. and i had cried along with them with a warmed heart.
my siblings are currently our getting takeout and getting out of the hospital for once, while eijiro stepped out to take a phone call from one of his moms.
this is the first time in a while that i have been alone. and suddenly this deep pit forms in my stomach.
something that i've been feeling for a while but haven't had to time to digest.
