Bottle Me Up (Dabi x OC) {[tw]}

Chapter 15: They Told Me You Were a Killer

Warning ⚠️: Bullet wound

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I curled onto my side, my hand clutching my throat, as I coughed and gasped for air. It took me what seemed like forever to catch my breath enough to stand. I stumbled when I stood straight from the lack of oxygen, the world spinning, so I used the wall to guide me to the living room.

I need to call Dabi.

I grabbed my phone off the charger and scrolled through my contacts to find Dabi.

As usual, he answered on the third ring. I don't know why he does that. No one else has.

"What's up?" Dabi greeted on the other end.

"I think... I think I k-killed him."

I gasped for air again.

Just in case I took a seat on the couch and grabbed my inhaler off the coffee table. I shook the canister before taking two puffs. I took a deep breath and wiped the tears off my face.

Get it together, Kazemi.

"Killed who?" Dabi barked on the other end.

I had to take a few deep breaths before answering. "Your fucking boss! I'm not hurt; h-he tried to kill me."

"Shit!" Dabi shouted so loud I had to move the phone from my ear. "I'm on my way. Stay where you are."

And then he hung up.

•••

I couldn't stay in that apartment any longer. Not while Shigaraki was lying either dead or unconscious in the hallway. So I went to sit on the lounge chair on my patio while I waited for Dabi to get here. Fortunately, I have a wooden gate around my back yard so no one would see that I was the one who got shot when the gun first went off. I know they had heard the first gun shot. I'm just grateful no has called the cops yet.

It seemed like my heart wanted to beat its way out of my chest. I was trembling from the adrenaline rush, running my shaking hands through my hair in frustration. I stared at the ball of fabric I had tied several times around my thigh. The wound didn't hurt but it was freaking me out. I've been grazed with a bullet but never have I ever been shot.

I never thought I would actually have to shoot someone. Having a gun was just a sense of protection for me. Never once have I imagined having to pull the trigger on someone. Hurting people isn't something I want to do. Not again. But Shigaraki gave me no choice; he was going to kill me if I didn't. Honestly, I should have shot him when I saw him, but I didn't know who he was. He could have been a homeless man for all I know and just wanted food.

When he said who he was, I froze. I had no clue what he was capable of. Dabi didn't tell me much of anything. Maybe he wanted to protect me by not telling me anything, but now I think more information is in store.