Broken || Shoto Todoroki x Reader [ discontinued ]

Chapter 8 || Stupid Small Talk

-{(Y/n) Pov}-

"YOU WORTHLESS PIECE OF SHIT, YOU ARE NOT WORTHY OF HAVING THE AKAMORI NAME. YOU ARE NOT WORTHY OF THE LIFE WE GAVE YOU!!!!" my father screams at me.

"I'm sorry, father," I say laying on the ground readying myself for pain.

"HE IS NOT YOUR FATHER!" my mother yells, "YOU ARE NOTHING MORE THAN A DISAPPOINTMENT!!"

I hear a cabinet open and a few clicks, I look in the direction of the noise and see my father opening a safe. A gun is taken out of the safe, he checks if there are bullets in the magazine of the gun.

"YOU KEEP DISAPPOINTING US AND YOU HAVE NOTHING OF USE FOR ME AND YOUR MOTHER!!" He screams pointing the gun at me.

I stare look into the barrel of the gun, terrified for my life as the gun is pointed at my head. I'm unable to pull my eyes away from the gun I try and hide and get away from my parents. I know that if I use my quirk to defend myself I will surely not live to see another day.

"Sir, please I beg you don't do this. Please let me live," I beg my father tears forming in my eyes.

"SHUT UP YOU PIECE OF SHIT!!" he says pointing the gun directly at me.

I close my eyes and hear a loud bang and then silence an ear-deafening silence. I feel a warm liquid cover my leg. I open my eyes to see a red liquid oozing out of my lower chest, I quickly think about everything that I had to learn on first aid and biology.

From the angle of the bullet and the place of impact, I know it probably hit my spleen which means the only direct danger is dying of blood loss.

I lay flat on my back to let gravity help me and tear off a piece of cloth from my shirt to clog the wound.

The next step is to check if there is an exit wound I keep the pressure on the wound with one hand while with the other hand I check for an exit wound. I feel around for a few seconds and there is not.

That means the bullet is still inside me, that is a problem but first I need to get to the bathroom and get the first-aid kit.

I put more pressure on the wound and get up with the last bit of adrenaline because that will wear off soon and then the pain will set in and I might go into shock.

I get into my bathroom and get the first-aid kit. I sit down on the ground and lean against the bathtub. I cut my shirt away around the wound and throw it on the ground.

I clean the skin around the wound with wound disinfectant and pour a bit directly onto the wound. It stings really bad.

I throw some wound disinfectant onto my hands and take a deep breath. I slowly move two fingers into the wound and try to find the bullet.

After a few seconds, I find it and get it out. I scream in pain before I can get it out, I get a towel and put it into my mouth to bite down on. I try getting the bullet out again and bite down stopping my screams.

I get the bullet out and drop it on the ground. I quickly bandage the wound.

I get some pain killers out of the first-aid kit and take them trying to numb the pain.

I can feel the adrenaline wearing off and the pain setting in. My vision starts going blurry and I can feel that I'm going to pass out. I lay down on my side in a way the wound won't bleed more and I can't choke.

Then the darkness starts to slowly take over.

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I look back into my room one more time. I pick up my bag from the ground and walk out of my room and into the hallway.