Saffron (Aizawa x Reader)

21) T is for Trauma

It has been about 5 to 6 hours since you arrived at this astonishing hotel with no lights whatsoever to bring life into the unbelievably cold room. Has it always been this cold? Should it be this cold? Were your hands always this trembling mess? Also, when was the last time you drank water–

buzz buzz 

It was an alarm. It is Wednesday morning but you assumed you cleared your schedules. Moreso, you didn't remember putting anything on your alarms up until this coming Friday. You got your shaky knees away from the now boiling floor from your seat to reach over your coat where you had your phone stored. Only to find a phone you did not recall.

Oh, it's your mom's. Maybe you are lacking H2O for your body to be this dense. You opened it to see a schedule for a doctor's appointment. A therapy appointment. With a note, 'Daughter call needed'. She planned this then. She planned to call you over for this. Was this the call was for before you hung up yet you didn't get to hear it? Why would she want me in therapy after 3 years away from each other? Only when you landed a job that she talked back then... what was this for? You don't need such things. It'd be for her benefit and make you pay for her maybe which for once you are not fighting against. 

Which reminded you of the emails you saw on her phone. Though very wearily, you decided to take a seat at the table opening the email to read them through. The same unknown sender. The frequent replies from each other as well... not one but two... maybe more. It went on, the most frequent one being the day she was attacked. Unopened, meaning it was sent after the attack.

Unknow <hsefpαkmail.om> 
to me:
I demand that you keep an eye out for the subject at all costs from now on miss L/n. 

Reply
She is under supervision so where is my payment.

 <hsefpαkmail.om>
sent: $150,000

A racking amount of money was sent. Why is she still asking for more from you? It was....from last week. The week you visited your mother because she wanted to talk... with your job position. Scrolling through the emails. One after another after another in the past. From the first moment this person sent to the most recent it started to make sense why your mother was stuck up nonstop. The bounce on your legs became a background noise. The hand reached up into your hair as another frantically read through message after message of how your mother had been tailing you for where you were and your whereabouts. 

You
to <hsefpαkmail.om>

She has moved to New York unannounced. Address to her house xxx-xx, xxx

...So, she told whoever this was when you went on the trip along with your apartment address. This explains your location exposure to the attacker. Every message was not about the attack stated. None spoke about why they were doing these location exchanges and money exchanges which brings you to a thought that they may have met at one point. But why were they only tailing and not waiting for you to come back to attack when they already knew your address? If they know you will be back the moment you know your mother is involved, wouldn't it make both parties easier to get me? Why wait 4 years to do it?

Unknow <hsefpαkmail.om>
to me:

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I want her alive by December make sure you take her to that therapy. 

This explains the schedule, it's the randevu point for her. Her final mission is to get me there and get whatever they make a deal out of. Now left a question. If they are using your mother as bait for you to get to that therapy place, why would they attack her? Did she fluke out on them without knowledge? Or someone else interferes. 
The information clouds you from reality often scrolling through her phone contacts, and her messages but to no avail of such information. You quickly moved to grab a notebook in your bag quickly drawing out a map of connection to see where it would lead. You are no detective but you always worked alongside Mina and the rest where they often taught you a trick or two they learnt with you. Your eyes too adjusted to the small lamp on the table you didn't notice how dark it was when you finally received a call back from your friends over the keypad. You pull your heavy hands to support your body as you try to move. 
The blip of blindness as you stand up makes you realize the stiffness of your muscles along with the growing throb around your temples and your neck. You moved but efforts wasted each step as you struggled to keep yourself even standing. Skipping both lunch and dinner, you didn't know how you survived on just.. water. Guess it goes a long way.