The morning light poured through the white curtains, following a feeling of cold air throughout the quiet beeping sound by something standing next to me.
My body felt heavy, covered in sweat, and a subtle numbing feeling in my stomach.
Blinking slowly, I reflexively reached for my eyes attempting to rub out any of the dust accumulated there overnight, attempted as I was thwarted by wires stuck onto my arm.
Waking up in a new location, it took me a moment to realize where I was.
Wires? A unfamiliar white room? Is this a hospital?
A hospital?
WHY AM I IN A HOSPITAL?!
A surge of panic sent my heart rate skyrocketing, and I shot up, holding my chest to slow my breathing. Coincidentally, a nurse, the same short haired one from before, marches in, alerted by my anxiety.
"I see you're awake, ma'am."
I don't answer, still shook by the situation I'm in.
"Don't worry, ma'am, you're completely okay now." she spoke, sounding unconcerned.
"Forget about me! Tell me what happened to Sato and where my baby is!" I yelled at her.
"Calm down, I was going to explain that to you. Give me a minute."
Her face when she left so suddenly felt strange, was she nervous? Avoiding telling me something? My thoughts spiraled as I stared at the empty doorway, unsure of what happened last night, counting each second till she came back.
After five long minutes, she finally returned, holding something in her hand that seemed to signify we were about to have the conversation I would dread.
"I'm asking to confirm this, but do you remember what happened to you last night?"
"M-most of it, I just followed Sato and getting kicked, but it's blurry after that."
"Got it... To start, when we reached out to your emergency contact, they mentioned that you had asked them to babysit your child. Is that correct?"
"Oh... Yes, I remember that, then... is Sato alright?"
Keeping her head down, avoiding eye contact, she kept silent before apologizing.
"I'm sorry... Sato is dead, he ---"
She continued on, but I had already stopped listening.
I struggled to breathe as my memory returned. Being jump-kicked in the stomach, Sato's skull being crushed with some of his blood splattering onto me, Gang Orca arrival right before my demise, all of it happening the previous day.
The nurse walked over and rubbed my back to try and calm me down.
"Breathe slowly." She whispered.
Following her advice, I gradually inhaled till my lungs were filled with air, exhaling at the same pace repeatedly. Closing my eyes, I focused on clearing my mind, but my thoughts were not co-operating.
Replaying the situation in my mind, if I hadn't followed Sato to catch him buying drugs, he'd be alive right now, wouldn't he? I may have been suspicious of him, yet in a healthy relationship, we would have simply talked about his questionable behavior, right? Right!?
No, no, no, I can think about that later. How am I going to raise Kiyo? We we're barely able to raise him with both of our salaries. Without Sato, I wouldn't even be able to afford the daycare to leave him at.
What the hell am I even supposed to do?
I could contact my parents and see if they'd be willing to babysit him, but I had been disowned as they didn't want a quirkless son-in law, there's no way they'd accept Kiyotaka, and Sato's parents are already dead.
