A Floating Girl And a Pair of Knifes

THE REALITY OF THE WORLD

warning: This chapter will talk about violence and domestic abuse. I will try to make it light but the warning is here.

There's something I didn't comment to Toga and that is eating me alive. Like is it normal to be so wounded. She had wounds of every kind on her, some of them were obviously self-harm.

So the questions I have right now are:
Is she cutting herself?
Is she being bullied outside school grounds?
Is some of the cuts caused by her quirk?
Are her parents aware of this kind of things?
Is she eating well to be so thin?

So many questions and I don't know how to address them...

I guess I have to push the topic sometime soon... Okay here I go.

"I wanted to ask this as soon as I saw it... Are those cuts you have around your body done by a knife?"

She looks clearly not comfortable about this topic, that is clear. "Hum... Some of them are... yes... Hum... I-I'm fine." She is clearly not fine, that is also clear.

"Well, let's do a detour today." I then point to another road that leads to a park, that park is pretty decent, medium size one, a river passes through and there's a lot of benches. "This road leads to a park. Let's go there." Yes, I am forcing her to go there with me. I need her to let everything out and this is the best way.

We stayed silent during our way to the park, she is still nervous. I point at a bench after 5 min of walking in the park.

"Let's sit here. I want to talk. Make you talk." I know, I know, I'm being pushy, but this is my first friend ever and if she as some trauma or problems I want to help her.

She just nods and sits beside me.

"First of all I want to say that I want to help you and to do that you need to let me know stuff. I will ask some questions and if you don't want to answer you just need to stay silent."

She nods again, she as a small smile now, but she is trembling, my guess is that she is afraid of telling me stuff, but I want to help her! I need to help her!

"Okay, first question of all, are your wounds self-harm?"

She looks at me shocked, dumbfounded even. "No! Why would I do that?"

"Well, that's good. I'm actually happy for that, but those bites you have on your arms are without a doubt made by you, so can you tell me the reason why?"

She nods and turns to me, she is scared of what I will do after I get this information probably, well that's my guess at least."My quirk sometimes acts up, I get an intense thirst for blood, this ones in my arms are from when i was young, my blood didn't do much but it stopped me from attacking anyone."

"What are you doing about that right now?" This is a question that I'm honestly afraid of the answer... I don't know what she does to get her hands on blood, since she referred to it as 'when I was young'.

"Ah! I have help on that! I work in a butchery on the weekends and the owner lets me have the blood from the meat." I guess she trusts this butcher, she has this happy smile on her on talking about him, so I guess he is not a bad person.

I give a small smile at her, and go to the next question. I'm trying to have a serious expression while making the questions, but is turning pretty hard with Toga's smile on my face. "How do you get all these wounds?"

She stays silent, and I try another question. "Are people beating you up?"

She shakes her head, I guess she is lying, small tear form under her eyes. It kinda pains me seeing them. "Is it students or other people?"