Moonlight Heroes: Tokoyami x Female Reader

Chapter 19: The Voice inside Your Head. . .

(WARNING: panic attack and thoughts. But overall. . . a long chapter, may be confusing, but I'll explain it later.)

I didn't know how long I laid there on the bathroom floor. But assuming that (B/n) and their friends teleported me back into the building, lunch was probably almost over.

But I didn't want to go out there just yet. Especially since I needed to clean myself up and look presentable for class. Even though it hurt a lot to move.

'Hopefully we're not doing anything too extreme in training. . . .'

So I slowly positioned my arms, letting out a few tears from the soreness all over my body. I gathered up all the strength left in my body and lifted myself up off the ground.

I whimpered a bit from the stings coursing all over my back, feeling my shirt fall back down over the fresh cuts.

Now in a kneeling position, I rested for a bit to let the pain fade away. Wondering if I should just quickly get it over with or take it slow to stand up.

'I need to hurry before anyone becomes too suspicious. . . Before they start looking for me. . .'

So finally deciding what I'm going to do, I took a long deep breath and quickly pushed myself off the ground.

Yelping from the sudden movement and pain, I stumbled back and leaned against a nearby stall. Carefully not to put all the pressure on my back.

Taking a few moments, I slowed down my breathing and focused my energy throughout my body. Calming my nerves and heart rate.

Opening my eyes, I looked up in front of me, where a sink and a mirror were. Revealing my own body before my very eyes.

I indeed looked broken.

My right eye was bruised with a hint of a deep blue around it, which it also continued to swell. My nose was covered with dried blood which went down to my mouth, where my lip was cut and I could taste a metallic flavor of blood. Hand prints were found all over my neck, as well as my wrists in a dark gray color. My jaw was sore but wasn't broken. Other than that, the damage on my body that was in clear view, were neither good nor bad.

However when I lifted my shirt up and looked down at my legs, I got a clear view of the upcoming bruises forming into a dark blue. Where my legs were covered in bruises but were mostly around my calf. My stomach was laced with bruises around my sides and diaphragm.

Letting out a sad sigh, I slowly put down my shirt and let my shoulders sag a bit when I started examining my figure again in the mirror.

I pushed myself off the stall and struggled to go over to the sink. Where my legs would buckle where I had to use the wall for support. But I was extremely careful not to put too much pressure on my feet. So I wouldn't fall or have to limp.

But I eventually made it over to the sink, where I looked back into the mirror and continued to look at my body. Looking over it at a closer view now.

Suddenly my eyes started to water and I watched as a single tear fell down my cheek. Soon more tears started to fall down and create a tiny pool on the sink.

My hands gripped the edge of the sink in frustration and I forced myself to look away from the reflection. Letting my head hang down in disappointment against the sink.

'Get a hold of yourself (Y/n). . . You're better than this. . . Suck it up!'

Deciding to end this nonsense, I lifted my head up and angrily wiped away the upcoming tears with my forearm. After I did that, I started to fix myself up before class started.