Mysterious Hero

Chapter 17 - I Recover

Authors Note • LONG ass chapter ahead.

     "No! NO! DADDY!" I thrash around as villains hold me back in their arms. I stare at the bloody lifeless body of my best friend. I couldn't teleport cause they will come with me. I can't throw them off of me because my throat will get slashed in the process. I'm just a helpless little girl.
     "Don't worry, you can join your father in hell when we're done with you!" He whispers so close to my ear, it made me shiver. "His bitch of a daughter."

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     "Ma'am wake up!" A mans voice pleads. My eyes shoot open and I meet the green orbs of a middle aged man with silver hair. I look around frantically and try to sit up but I'm restrained. No way out. No way out.
     "Stop! Let me go! I can't-" I start to hyperventilate. He looks at me worriedly. "No way out..." I try to curl up but, again, the straps keep me from doing so. "Trapped." I whimper through the frantic breaths. Something seems to tick in his brain.
     "Ma'am, are you claustrophobic?" He asked. I nodded quickly and he smiled at me. He starts to set me free from the straps. When he's done I sit up and jump off the bed I was tied down to. My breathing starts to calm down and that's when I finally took notice of the room.
Bland white walls and a large window opposite of the door sat in the room. I was about to walk towards the window until a hand placed itself on my shoulder. I grab the hand and that's when I realized how I was hooked up to IVs.
"What happened? Didn't I die?" I ask. He shakes his head.
"There was poison in your system but it wasn't lethal." He says smoothly.
"Then... what was with all the blood?" I ask confused. He guides me down on the bed.
"That what the poison was used for back then. It was originally for blood clots but they said it was to dangerous to use for them. It gathers up dead blood cells and makes you cough it up instead of re-oxygenating them into healthier blood cells like the body naturally does. Of course, it does amount to blood loss, causing fatigue and dizziness, but it's something that's fixable." he explains, making circles on my back. I nodded.
"So, I wasn't dying?"
"No. But if course, you have to take antibiotics to re-stimulate you're immune system. Other than that, you're free to go." He stands up. "But you have to wait till the prescription comes in." He looks me in the eye curiously. "Can I ask you a question?" I stare at him. Wondering what he wanted to ask. I nod because I'm still processing all of the information given to me at once.
"Are you experiencing night terrors or nightmares?" He asked, kneeling in front of me.
"I used to, but I haven't had one of those since I was fourteen."
"How old are you now?"
"Sixteen."
"When did these start?"
"When I was nine, right after my father got murdered." I flinch. He nods as if thinking of an answer to my statement.
"Did you witness the murder?" I go silent, accidentally playing the scene in my head. I couldn't speak so I just nodded, looking away to something else in the room.
"I fear you might be suffering from PTSD. But only mildly." He mutters. I nod because that was the only thing I can do.
"I have medicine for it. But I only take it once a week." I say.
"I see." He stands up and gently holds my arm. "This may hurt a little." He says. He pulls the needle out of my arm gently and I grit my teeth. He then pats the cotton ball under the tape on the little hole and takes off the equipment tying me up to the bed. "Your aunt already signed your release forms so you can go after you change. A girl brought you some clothes." He says. He walks towards the door and opens it, but about halfway out he states, "You might wanna make an appointment to the hair salon. And people are waiting out here for you as well." And with that he left.
I spot the bagged clothing and wobbled into the private bathroom with it. When I look in the mirror, I see a train wreck. My hair was tangled and matted and uneven and my tear stained cheeks were grey with unknown mascara. The biggest thing was my hair. I remembered how I cut it with my pocket knife. I face palmed.
"Why did I do that?" I asked myself. I sighed an cleaned myself up. I took out the (f/c) hoodie and some black leggings and my (f/c) tennis shoes. I throw them on and I also see a brush and some hair ties at the bottom of the bag. I was mentally thanking Ako as I tried to fix my hair. It was short, but it was long enough to pull back. And that's what I did.
(If you chose a pixy cut I'm sorry. There will be another hair transition. ☺️)
When I looked back in the mirror, I looked normal. I put the hospital clothes in the bag and tied it up and sat it on the bed. There was nothing in here that was mine so I figured either my aunt has it or...
'Wait. Who's waiting outside for me?' I open the door and find my way down to the desk of that floor.
"Excuse me. My name is (f/n) (l/n) and they said I was free to go?" I ask the desk lady. She smiles warmly.
"Yes." She looks under her desk and pulls out a box. When she opens it I see my keys and my pocket knife and she hands both to me.
"Thank you!" I say, snatching the items out of the box. I was about to leave until the lady called out to me.
"There are people in the waiting room for you. It's down the hall, the room to your left." I turn back.
"Who's waiting for me?" She smiles sweetly.
"Go and see." She says and she returns to her work, ignoring my presence. I sigh and follow the directions she gave me. I come across double doors and I let out a sigh. I open it.
"(N/N)!" Mina exclaimed wrapping her arms around me.
"I'm so glad you're alright!" Uraraka cries as she joins Mina on the bear hug. I gasp.
"Guys... can't breathe..." I wheeze they let me go and I examined the room.
"You had us worried there, (y/n)." Izuku said.
"Yeah! What was that all about?!" Kaminari yells. Sero and Kirishima were walking up to me. I hug Kiri as he engulfs me in his arms.
"I knew you were manly enough to pull through!" He exclaims happily.
"You do know she's a girl right?" Sero asked.
"A strong one at that." Todoroki comments. I laugh.
"(N/n)?" A small voice says. I let go of Kiri and run up to Ako. She cried on my shoulder as she squeezes me.
"Thank you for bringing me clothes." I say. She pulls back.
"How'd you know it was me?"
"You're the only one who would pick out such a plain outfit." I chuckle. Every one joined with me. I hug Todoroki and Sero and Kaminari. There was a face missing. Something I couldn't pinpoint.
"Where's Bakugou?" I asked. The room goes silent and they stare in the corner of the room behind me. I turn around to see ashy blonde hair who was wearing a hoodie and sweat pants and he had his earbuds in and from what I could tell, were up at full volume. And something else stuck out to me. His feet were dirty and.... 'Why is he barefoot?'
"He stayed here the longest besides Todoroki and Kirishima." Midoryia said. I glance at him.
"I think he feels bad." Mina murmured. I looked back at the blonde. A smile comes across my lips.
"Hey, I got an idea. Y'all meet me outside the hospital." I say.
"Why?" Uraraka asked. I looked back once again.
"Revenge." I snicker. Everyone giggled and Todoroki rolled his eyes. Ako was confused.
"Why revenge?" She asked. I almost forgot she wasn't there when that happened.
"I'll fill you in." Mina said as she motioned everyone out of the room. Once everyone was out I walked quietly beside the blonde, trying not to snicker.
"Payback." I whispered. I smack my hand over his eyes as I yank him out of his seat and teleported where Todoroki was since he's the first one that came to mind.
I open my eyes to see Todoroki on the ground panting and wide eyed.
"What the fuck?" The blonde yelled as he pushed me away. I laugh with everyone else. I fall down and hold my stomach.
"What the hell (y/n)!" He screamed as he grabbed the collar to my hood.
"That was- that was payback." I say breathlessly. I wheezed once more. "You should've seen your face!" I laugh once again as he loosens his grip on my collar. All of sudden, he wraps his arms around me, burying his face in the nook of my shoulder. The action caught me so off guard I forgot how to breathe. I patted his back.
"Umm... Bakugou?" He stiffened at the sound of his name leaving my mouth.
"Katsuki..." he mumbled into my shoulder. I couldn't help but smile.
"Thank you Katsuki. Hehe~." I giggle. He squeezes me tighter. I look at everyone's puzzled faces and Todoroki's blank one. I had an idea.
"I'll be right back." I say as I closed my eyes and imagined the park we were at umm... Thursday? What day is it today?
I open my eyes to be met with pink petals. Katsuki pulls away from me and looks around, astonished.
     "Where?" He started.
     "My favorite place." I smile at him as he looks at me with an innocent expression.
     "Why?" He asked. I was shocked of the tone of his voice. It was even softer than that day where he comforted me in the schools closet. I stand up, slipping away from his arms and slowly guide myself towards the edge of the hill. I over look the view of the town and breathe in the smell of blossoms.
     "I wanted to talk in private." A frown unwillingly settle on my face. I turn around to the crossed legged boy sitting on the soft grass.
     "What day is it?" I ask.
     "Friday. You were admitted at 3 and right now it's 6." He said. I nodded.
     "Okay." I settle myself right in front of the boy. I stare him in the eyes and I see a pink tint come across his cheeks. "What did you say to me before I lost consciousness?" I ask. His face becomes red as he looks away.
     "I panicked... it doesn't matter." He mutters, his angry tone seeping back in his voice.
     "It does to me." I say. I place my hand on his his cheek and I made him look at me. His face grows hot and his wide eyes look into mine. He averts his gaze since he couldn't move his head.
     "I don't want to say." His voice cracks. I giggle and about pulled my hand away, but Katsuki's hand snatched my wrist and forced my hand to stay on his cheek. He closed his eyes like he was focusing.  Shock overcame me and I froze in place. My face grows hot as well.
     "K-Kastu...ki?" I stuttered. He opened his eyes and scanned my face. It seemed like he just now noticed what he was doing. He shoved my arm to me from his face and he crawled back a few inches abruptly. I chuckle.
     "I don't have cooties." I laugh. He looks away in embarrassment.
     "I just... liked your warmth." He murmured barely audible.
     "I heard that!" I giggle as his face turns an even deeper shade of red.
     "Shut up!" He yelled. I laughed even more.
     "It's cute!"
     "I'm not cute!" He stood up. I joined him.
     "Are too!" I tackled him to the ground playfully and we both laughed. His laugh was adorable. I looked up into his eyes as I rested my head on his chest.
     "I forgive you." I say. He stares back at me. He looked somewhere else on my face and I think it was my... mouth? I blush. "We should get back to the others." I smile at him. He turns his gaze away and nods. I stand back up and yank him up with me. He closed his eyes and I close mine imagining the front of the hospital.