I wonder what my future holds....

Do i really need to deal with this?

BAM

I slam my bedroom door behind me and throw my bag onto my bed.

Thump

I then follow my bag by doing the 'cliche fall onto the bed".The  feeling of the unmade sheets was so vivid today, i could hear  the shifting of sheets as i moved about, the smell of my room was  so strong, the smell of vanilla scented candles. The taste of blood  that has stayed in my mouth, i could see the tiny dust particles  floating in front of me. My senses have seemed to intensified. That  doesn't surprise me, since recovery girl had healed me, she probably has  some secret ability to treat or produce the dead nerves in your system.

"Argg... Even so..." I say while grunting.

I clench my hands and hold the sheets tight within the grasp of  my hands. 'SHIT... My head hurts.' I think while turning my body to  face the TV that sat at the end of my bed, my body aching in the  process.I look at the black shaded TV screen, that sat on the wall  before me.I focused on the faint reflection that could be seen. 'I look  like literal shit...' I think to myself.

My hair was a tangled mess, my body and costume was covered in  dirt,grime and dusty old blood that had stayed there since early  this afternoon.

Click

"AH SHIT!" I say as i jump from my bed to my feet suddenly.I pull an  irritated face before looking down at the outcome of my stupidity.

Sigh* "REALLY?..."

My bed was now a dirty and bloody mess.

I groan and look down at my costume to see how bad it had become.Most  of the mess was now on the bed, but you could faintly see the small  amount of dusty, old blood crumbling off the front of my costume, as well  as my body.

"Welp, just looks like I'm gonna have to clean up this shitty mess." I say while throwing my bag off my bed aggressively.

Crash...Slap

'Slap?' I think to myself. Why the hell would my bag make a slap sound, almost right after it hits the wooden floor. I turn around to see my bag turned to its side, with both the side pockets unziped. 'You  tellin' me that i had left the side pockets fricken open?' I think to my  self. 'Seriously how stupid can one person be?'

I pull a confused and curious face. "Wait... Then what fell out of my bag?" I say to myself.

I start to scavenge for the object or thing that could have fallen from  my pocket. It didn't take very long before i found it sitting in front of  my wardrobe. It was Bakugous mask. I picked up the battered and messy  material. I could feel the material sticking to my hand, as i placed it  in the palm of my hand.

"..."

Ching Click

Startled, I subconsciously throw the mask behind me.

"I'm home." Dad says as he walks through the door.

'God damn, I'm pretty sure if he walked in here and saw me lookin' at a  fucking piece of material, I'm almost certain he'd think I'm more a nut  than what he thought before hand.' I think to myself, as i sigh with  relief.

"Welcome home..." I say with a bored tone.

I turn around to see where i could have thrown the mask. My  eyes wondered around aimlessly, until something caught my attention.  There on the windowsill, sat Bakugou's mask. I slowly walk towards  the windowsill and place my hand on the piece of material, before snatching  it off the frame.