Asthmatic Hinata

Part 3

Hinata's Pov 

As I grabbed my inhaler from my bag, my chest tightened,my breathing shortened and became quick pant, it was hard to get my inhaler to my mouth with how much my hands were shaking but with one final push of my strength I was able to push down on the top that allowed my medication to come through the mouthpiece and into my lungs helping to calm my erratic breathing, to slow but steady breaths.  My nose was still bleeding and started dripping down onto my shirt, while wiping at my nose with my arm I finally looked up to see all the shocked looks upon all of my teammates faces, I looked at them fearfully thinking to myself that they wouldn't want damaged produce on their team, I decided that I would act first so I got up slowly still feeling a bit fainish but it would subside soon, as I was halfway to the gym exit the team snapped out of their shock. 

WAIT!! called Daichi running after me as I slowly turned around ready to be not accepted, as Daichi reached me, he put his hand on my shoulder, looked straight into my eyes which I averted and looked down at my shoes, he quickly asked me a series of questions, " Are you ok", " What happened back there " and finally the last one he asked hit me hard the most " Do you have asthma ?" I looked back up at him with a shocked and panic filled expresion, I tried to dodge his question about my asthma but all that would come out my mouth was a series of  Umms and Eeps, Daichi asked me again more sternly like a father scolding his young child, " Hinata do you have asthma ", I nodded my head up and down, not making eye contact with anyone.  Daichi asked one last question " Why ", I shook my head not wanted to answer but when I looked up and into Daichi's eyes I could see the concern, empathy, and the look I hate the most pity, " I dont tell anyone I have asthma because,  after they find out every one of them gives me the exact same look, they give me pity, making me feel like I am so much smaller and abnormal, all I have ever wanted was to have friends that dont pity me or try handling me as if I was fragile and would break at the slightest touch, because I JUST WANT TO BE NOrmAL " I yell back at them which leaves them standing in shock once again. 

I use that opportunity to run out of the gym away from them, I headed back towards the main building to get my bike to go home, one problem is that it had started to rain , and with no other way of getting home I walked my bike through the rain.   I made it halfway up the hill before I had to stop to catch my breath, but can anyone really blame me for stopping I just had difficulty breathing not even an hour ago and now I am pushing myself up a hill through the rain, I started walking again being extra careful because of the wet and slick gravel that I was using as a walkway.  As I was rounding a corner a car was swiftly making its way down the road, which I didn't notice until last minute and of course, me being clumsy and skittish, tripped on the loose gravel, letting go of my bike as I fell and face planted right onto the hard ground, making my nose once again bleed, and to add to all of my problems at the moment the sky was getting darker and darker by the second.

After getting back up, and checking for any other injuries beside my gushing nose, which I choose to ignore for the time being, continued my long journey home. Another 10 minutes went by and I was finally in my neighborhood and my house was coming in to view.  I sighed with relief as I turned the doorknob to the front door of my house, and with little strength I had left, pushed the door fully open and walked in

HOLY FRICK I am so sorry I left this story for so long, when I first started writing this story I was just thinking that I haven't seen much stories like these and would try my hand at creating my own story. I will continue to write in this story the best I can... THANKS. 

Autumn842