Everything's Not Okay

Again

The walk back to the house isn't that long, but it sure is tiring. I shouldn't be complaining though. I'm the one who decided against taking the bus. Kiri and the majority of the others stayed at the hospital after we all had that talk with Midoriya. I don't know if they're actually crazy enough to do it, but if they do I hope everyone gets back safely. I wanted to help, but I left since it wasn't my place to talk. Yeah, Bakugou is one of my best friends, even if he probably doesn't consider me an acquaintance, but what was I gonna do in a fight with villains? Go stupid?

It's not like I can get any dumber.

I try not to think about it, but the thought always passes my mind. What if I can't go back to normal? I know it probably won't happen since I'm not even using half of my power, but it's not terrible to be worried. Though I should probably have more confidence in my own quirk. I'm too tired to even exert that much energy.

I guess the lack of food, which seemed like a good idea at the time might I mention, and the weight of my not so heavy, but basically is like thirty pounds bag is not a good combination. I feel sluggish, more than usual. I'm definitely walking down the street as if I'm high. I don't have any snacks with me at the moment, but maybe there's a not so moldy apple at the house. Cause that's obviously edible. It's not as if I can just open my fridge to fresh fruit. Mr. Akagi rarely buys food that expires within three months and when he does the expiration date had already passed. The only reason he buys it is because it's on the cheap shelves and even though it's price was probably half a dollar, he still won't let us throw it away. It's just like he says 'If I have the heart to buy you brats some food, you could at least return the favor by eating it. No expiration date should stop you from eating, what else do you have to lose?' I hate it when he does that. He forces the kids to believe that they are worthless, as if Mr. Akagi is the best thing to ever happen to them. I can't stop them from eating the expired food since it's all we have, I can't stop him from saying those words to them either. Thank All Might the kids don't get sick from it.

Anymore

The kids have been on my mind ever since I called Mr. Eto. I'm always worrying if they're okay, but they're with their "grandpa", they should be fine. Which looking at the time means I have to pick them up soon. I don't want them to stay overnight unless I have to. Mr. Eto has early shifts in the library for college students and I can't have the children keep him up.

They do like him better than you

The thought crosses my mind for a second before I quickly erase it.

Just don't think about it

I unlock the door to the house and enter as quietly as I can. Who knows if Mr. Akagi is here? I don't want to wake him up if he is. I don't know his work schedule that much since I work so I'm barely home after four. I walk through and slowly push the door behind me.

"Well look who decided to show up." The voice was deep and full of malice coming from the pitch black entryway which made it scarier than usual. I reach behind me to flick the light on.

"Mr. Akagi, is that you?" My eyes take a moment to adjust to the brightness, but after a while I could see him sitting on the couch with a beer. His hair is sticking up and everywhere making it look greasy, his t-shirt is basically soaked in sweat, and the fact that he only has his boxers on is concerning.

"Who the hell would it be? Your father?" He stands up after placing the drink on the table. 

"So you've been sleeping around huh?"

My breathing hitches. "W-What?"

"You got a check in the mail. Like hell you go to work. It's from some pervert isn't it? You let them touch you for money, is that it?"