Poison || Katsuki Bakugou

27.

SOS by GRAACE 

"So... How's Bakugou," Kat beamed at me from across the deli's wooden table. It was one of our many lunch dates out of the house where we could talk freely without dad's nosy ears listening in. She was only in high school and I wanted to try my best to be that motherly figure for her. Someone, she can lean on about feminine things because my poor father was clueless when it came to women. I hadn't really talked to anyone about the whole argument with Bakugou, not even Shoto and I wasn't exactly ready to open this all up just yet. 

Though my emotions about the subject felt out of wack other than the day everything happened I hadn't cried about it, I hadn't wallowed or shut out the world like my last break up. I just gathered myself up and continued on. What else was I to do and to be honest I truly didn't believe it. I spent most of my time with family and Shoto while also checking my phone every other hour in hopes I would see Bakugou's name on my screen saying he wanted to get together like this was all some sick dream. Unfortunately, that never did happen.

"Eh..." I say wanting to change the subject as I reach for my phone to check the time. Kat's head tilted a bit as she studied my face. 

"What do you mean Misaki? Did you all break up?!" She practically yelled as I ran my fingers through my long dark hair. At the end of the day, Kat is just a young girl. Most girls at her age just love the idea of love. Unknowing of the consequences or baggage that comes with it. I couldn't dance around the subject any longer. It was probably best she did know anyways.

"Well, I mean... erm.." I hesitate as the words struggle to come out, "Yeah... we uh-broke up," I  say and finally admit to myself aloud. 

"WHY!" Kat was not one to hide her emotions as she banged the table. 

"It- it just didn't work out Kat. To make a long story short he was not happy with Shoto and I getting close..." I sigh to myself wondering how things could have been different if I would have just come home earlier. 

"That's why?" Kat's eyebrow was raised like she didn't fully believe me. 

"Cross my heart," I say tracing an "X" across my chest. Her eyes grew big from my response as she leaned over the table putting her head in her hand. 

"I just don't understand this...." 

I chuckle to myself watching her ponder all this new information. It sometimes amazed me just how much she looked like our mother. It was eerie at times. 

"Hey, nothing you can do now right?" I say trying to make light of the whole thing 

"Yeah... I guess. It just... I mean of all people he shouldn't be the jealous type.." 

My ears perk up at this statement. Instantly my mind is filled with all of the images I had already seen of Bakugou with girls draped all over him, or the statements I had heard from multiple old classmates. Is there something else that my sister knew that I did not? 

"What is that supposed to mean? 

I could feel the pit in my stomach grow as I watched Kat's face change as she averted her eyes away playing with the silverware at our table. 

"Kat seriously...." 

"It's just, the guys a total player type," she sighs finally connecting her eyes to me. 

It felt like I had swallowed my tongue because I was struggling to get any words out. My face began to heat up as I waited for her to finish.

"When you started to mention him I was so excited for you, but the more I thought about it the more I worried. I mean you've seen him on news coverages. What do you always notice?" Kat's tone was now more stern. It was as if she was parenting me as I responded.