Wallflower ( BNHA x fem!Reader )

Chapter 18

Chapter 18- "The edge"

( WARNING: Mentions of attempted rape, abuse, and blood warning!!! Please do not read ahead if you don't think you can handle that!! ALSO 3rd person POV until I say otherwise!)

Jirou was the only one in the immediate friend group that didn't drink an ounce of alcohol at the party. She hated the taste, so she opted to have fun without. But, that of course meant that she was way more aware of her surroundings than anyone else.

When the clock struck 4am, and Y/N wasn't back from her shower yet, Jirou had gotten worried.

Getting up and leaving the pink skinned girl beside her to sleep peacefully, she quickly exited the room. Taking her phone out to give a quick call.

The line rang a few times before a tired voice picked up.

"Jirou? What's wrong?" He immediately started, knowing this girl never calls him, so it must be serious.

"Todoroki, is Y/N with you?" She questioned nervously, hoping his response would be one that put her to ease.

"No." He spoke up, a slightly rustling in the background. He was already high alert, tossing a shirt on. "I'm coming down, meet me on the washroom floor." He spoke calmly, hanging up quickly.

Jirou's heart was pounding, hoping that the girl didn't drunkenly hurt herself while showering.

She quickly made her way to the washroom, standing near the entrance waiting for the dual color haired boy, afraid to go in alone. From the outside, it was eerily quiet, not one light was on.

A noise caught the girls attention, her head turning quickly to meet Todoroki. He was walking over to her with Iida, causing Jirou to raise an eyebrow questioningly.

"He was already awake on our floor, trying to clean up after the mess Kaminari made when he accidentally used his quirk." Todoroki explained, stopping beside the girl.

"I'm not sure if its okay for us to just walk in the girls washroom." Iida pipped up, clearly concerned.

Jirou rolled her eyes, leading the way in.

The washroom was dark, and as they walked around slowly to find the switch their feet crunched on the ground below them.

Once the lights were on, a collective gasp was heard. The long mirror above the sinks was broken, glass littering the floor. There was blood in one of the sinks, and it dragged out across the floor. Blood was even splattered along a shower curtain, still fresh and dripping down slightly.

The walls had dent marks in them, an obvious sign that someone was slammed into them multiple times. Tiles ripped off of the floor, a light far off in the corner slightly ripped out, swinging from its torn out state.

Their eyes finally landed on the girl laid out on the floor in the back. She was curled up in a fetal position, stark naked, the only thing covering her was blood.

Blood seemed to be pooled around her, cuts and bruises strewn about as if she were some sort of canvas. Her long curly hair laid out around her, completely untouched from blood, as if it were done purposely. Her face was red, as if she had been hit across it a couple of times, the only blood on her face being the slight trail leaking down from her exposed ears.

"Go get Aizawa and call 9-1-1!" Iida yelled out to Jirou, him and Todoroki running to the girls small battered form.

It took the girl a second to process what was happening, before she ran out to do what she was told. Her heart was racing as she banged on the grumpy teachers door, her screams desperate and loud.