Silent is a wish (BNHA X OP READER)(ON HIATUS/REVAMPING)

Prologue pt.1 (E)

<Y/n L/n-Yamada, Age 4, Quirkless>

My daddy left yesterday. He said he was leaving for a work trip, but packed up all his things! Mummy was crying and crying, and I was sad. But why was mummy sad? Daddy always comes home, but she told him not to.

Daddy left, and now mummy is mad. She said I can't play, and it's time for bed. But i'm hungry! No, no dinner, no story, no kiss on my head.

But what did I do wrong? Why is Mummy mad? It's been long since she was happy, even with Daddy, but it's been longer since she was angry, too. My bruises healed, and she hasn't lied to Daddy that I fell in the garden

"I'm not going to tell you again, Y/n Go to bed, now!" she screamed.

"But, Mummy? What did I do? W-Why are y-you mad?!"

And then, she hit me, a swift slap on the cheek. My face stung. It was sure to be red in the morning.

"Go to sleep." She said. She used her quirk to make my face sting harder, so hard that even the salt of my own tears burned. It felt like a thousand bees, chewing and scraping at my swollen skin.

"I hope you die!" I screamed before I raced to my room. I locked the doors not a moment too soon, though her quirk started burning the wood away almost instantaneously. I wept. I knew that I would get it when she got through. Chunks of the wood fell away, revealing her ashy fingertips, itching to reach for the door handle.

A large crash sounded from downstairs. Mummy's hand went back through the hole in the wood, and I could see her race down the stairs.

"Hizashi, Honey, Is that you? I knew you would come home..."

Daddy's home? Boy, when he sees what Mummy did, He'll take me away!

'I'm gonna run down the stairs and tell Daddy! Put her in jail, and take me away!'

I ran down the stairs, looking for him.

"I gotta avoid the witch! Daddy-?"

I stopped short. Our window was broken, the sink was running. A layer of pink, watery liquid was seeping from the overflowing sink. Mummy would be mad at the mess. Did Dad make the mess?

Mum laid on the ground, red stuff all over her. Her eyes were closed, but she breathed. Why would mom take a nap in the kitchen?

"Mum, Wake up! Where's daddy? He's gonna take you away!"

Mummy opened her eyes just a little bit.

"Y-You need to r-run!" she coughed, clutching her stomach. "D-Darling, I'm sorry... I.... love you,"

"Don't go to bed! It's not your bedtime! C'mon! M-M-Mummy!" I shook Mummy's head, but she didn't wake up. I pushed on her tummy. Usually, that would wake her up fast. But when I pushed on it, Red juice came out?

I remembered. Mum doesn't like red juice. Why would she make it?

There was no red juice.

Daddy wasn't home, and my Mummy wasn't sleeping.

"Hello, little girl! Was that your Mommy?"