My little starfire (bnha various! X fem reader)

Prologue

Y/n's dad walked out on her and her mom when she was 5 years old. Her mother then fell into a deep depression. She started doing drugs to help cope with her guilt. She always felt like it was her fault your father left. She started to lose control, eventually getting fired from her job.

     She didn't pay attention nor care about anything or anyone, including you. But you were too young to understand that. You'd try your best to comfort her when you found her on the kitchen floor, crying, screaming out your father's name. He was her everything. She gave up everything for him.. and he just walked out on her like she was nothing.

     You walked into your mother's room to find her laying on her back on the hardwood floor. It was your first day of kindergarten and she was supposed to be helping you get ready for school. You slowly opened your mother's door. "Mommy..?" You walk over to her with a big grin on your face. You proceed to try to shake her awake. "Mommy! Mommy, wake up! It's my first day of school! I'm gonna make new friends and get smarter! You're gonna be so proud!"

     You stop shaking her and looked at her with concerned eyes as you realized she wasn't waking up. You took a good look at her, and realized that she felt cold. Too cold. You her hand in yours, thinking that she didn't want to get up because she was cold. You rub her hand gently, trying to warm her up. She still wasn't waking up.

     You start to worry and jump off the bed, onto the floor. You grab her cellphone and call the police. She showed you how to call the authorities when you were very young, just in case. They pick up almost immediately. "911 what's your emergency?" "My mommy isn't waking up," you say in a soft voice. "What do you mean sweetheart?" The voice asks in a soft tone. "I tried waking her up, but she wouldn't wake up! She's very cold." "Check for a pulse sweetheart," you hear the feminine voice say. "What's a pulse?" you ask curiously. The cop on the other line mentally slaps herself, knowing from your voice, you were just a little girl. You probably hadn't even started school yet.

     "It's where you feel her heartbeat on her neck. There's a spot right under her jaw where you can feel it. Can you look for a pulse for me?" You quickly answer yes and climb back onto the bed. You did ask you were told.. but there was nothing. "I don't feel anything.." you said in a meek voice." "Okay, what's your address sweetie?" "I don't know the exact number.. but I do know it's the big, white house on (street name)." "Okay sweetie, hang tight. Help is on the way." You hang up and climb next to your mother.

     You didn't know what was going on, you had never seen death before. You just thought that she was in a deep sleep. You gently play with your mother's hair and smile. "Don't worry mommy. When you wake up, I'm gonna give you a drawing I make in class today! I'm gonna make it extra special for you!" You smile to yourself and lay your head on your mother's chest, waiting for help to arrive.

     You soon hear rapid knocks on the door. You spring up to answer the door. You quickly open the door and the police rush inside. You follow them into your mother's room. As they're calling for an ambulance and checking your mother's state of being, you see the sunlight reflecting off of something on the floor.

     You walked over and picked it up. It was sharp and pointy. You've seen these before. You think they're called..needles..? You turn to ask one of the cops, "Do you know what this is for?" The cop turns to you and gently takes the needle from you. You look back and forth between the needle and your mother.

     He looks down at you with pity in his eyes. "Come on sweetie, let's go outside for a moment."

     You're sitting in the back of a cop car. You were put there and told not to move, so you obeyed. You looked around at the scenery outside. You tried to focus on the blooming flowers on the ground on front of you, but it didn't work for long.