🍋Kinky Little Rich Girl (BNHA AU X READER) 18+🍋 (Completed)

72. So much for my happy ending!

As your car had sped away from the training grounds your mind was flooding with emotions that you felt you had kept locked away. Thinking that you had dealt with the reality that you and Dabi were no longer going to be together forever as the two of you had said, that you were indeed over and it was your choice to be that way.

Doubts crept into your mind, 'Was he an actual virgin before you? why was he always so secretive when you asked certain questions about his past. Was your whole relationship a lie? Was there more to it? Was he with you for your name? Is that he continued to cheat on you? Did he never really love you?' tears were spilling from your eyes as you pulled up to the dorms, hoping no one was back or was at least in their rooms.

Hitoshi's words had made you think about those around you, 'Were they just rebounds, to take your mind of the clear pain of being heartbroken that you were trying to hide away from them all?' it was something you needed to work out, and the only way to do that was to close the chapter that was you and Dabi. It was still wide open, as you'd avoided going through the box of stuff that sat gathering dust in the corner of your room.

If what you were looking for wasn't in the box, you knew he'd have it and that you would need to speak or even see him again after leaving him nearly three weeks ago. The memory of him still fresh in your mind, the feelings of catching him cheating the first time and then the second time. Then finding out it wasn't just two, to the point you'd cheated on him knowing that it felt awful to be cheated on but at the time you hadn't cared all you wanted was payback

Yet know you were living with those guys, that you never got a name or number for. Each one of them showing you how much they cared for you and all you giving them in return was sex. Not once had you told any them you loved them because you cared for them, but it wasn't love.

Then the thought crossed your mind of 'Would you ever truly be able to trust and love someone again?' You'd thought just the other night Kirishima was sleeping with another woman and if almost broke you.

Getting out the car you didn't even grab the stuff out the boot, you just ran straight into the building not looking to see if anyone was around as you made your way to the safety of your own room.

Entering the room, you chucked your bag to the bed, not feeling it vibrate with a message from Tamaki. Kicking your shoes to the side you grabbed the box that you'd been dreading to open, as you sat with it in front of you in the middle of your room.

Taking a deep breath, your eyes closed, you tried to refocus yourself, to reassure yourself you were ok and that you didn't need him. Looking down as your manicured finger gripped the edges of the box you took the lid off slowly, as if you were about to find a severed head in the box.

However, there was no severed head just a box full of all the cards, photos and cute little gift from over the last god knows how many years within it. In your heart of hearts, you knew that you were going to have to call him, the source of all the heartache and pain you are feeling.

Grabbing your phone, you saw a message but wasn't in the mood to read it from whoever it was. Looking through your playlists you clicked a song putting it on full blast as the tones of Avril Lavigne filled the room with 'My Happy Ending'. 

  Going back to the box the first thing you picked out was a picture of Dabi and yourself, it was enough you didn't even look through the rest as you threw the picture at the door. A rampage of things began to fly in all directions, as the rage of what he'd done came flooding out.

Screams of sorrow left your throat as the item after item flew out of the box, all hope of looking for the ring gone out the window. It was a door of acceptance you had to go through, and you weren't taking it well. The room was covered in glass from frames, pot from little ornaments and in your rage, you'd ripped a bear open the stuff all over the floor, as well as stuck in your hair.