My Angel [Hawks X Reader]

The Truth

MENTIONS OF RAPE TW !!!

You sighed sitting down next to Hawks. Your immediate urge was to stare down at the floor as you were about to go over some of the most traumatic parts of your life. But, if this was your sign to completely move on you knew you had to start somewhere.

You lifted your head looking up but not at Hawks. You could feel his anticipating gaze on you but continued to look away from him.

"Hawks so I know you've probably seen my profile and are aware that I'm a foster kid and that I've lived on my own since I was 16. Most, well nearly everyone doesn't know why"

For some odd reason talking to Hawks now felt normal as if you didn't just meet him moments ago. He is the number two hero yet you were currently speaking to him like someone you had known for years.

"I grew up in the foster system because my-" you struggled to find the right words, but then felt an easing pressure on your shoulder. Hawks had placed his hand on your shoulder. You looked up and felt your eyes water.

Why are they watering, am I about to cry right now?

I'm over this aren't I.

I should be ready to tell people by now at this point in my life. PATHETIC

Your mind couldn't help but think the worst as you practically began to choke on your own words. "Take your time" he spoke softly. You took a deep breath gaining the courage to finally try again.

"I grew up in the foster system because my father h- he abused me, sexually from up till I was 8"

Hawks eyes widened as he looked at you in genuine concern, anger, and confusion glossed over his eyes. You went on as 'Pathetic' was all that rang through your mind.

You looked at Hawks who was now tearing up. "I would prefer not to get into any further details but the truth of the matter is that's why I refuse to be a hero like you.". Before Hawks could even address what you stated you stared into his golden eyes and continued.

"Heroes like you gain popularity and then feel as if they have the luxury to go around parading about how many people they save or who's the best and how powerful they are. And yes maybe on some slight off chance you are a hero who holds some sentiment for the people you save it still doesn't excuse the fact that you reap the benefits of things that other people could never even come close too.

All the while there are kids who were just like me suffering every day living the same hell, and the only difference is some never get saved. Do you even want to know how I got away, because it wasn't some knight in shining armor or hero who came to my rescue.

My father came home one night drunk, and I've seen him drunk before but this was different. Things happened and I was nearly dead, I- I could have died.

But I managed to jump out of the open window in my living room and run to my neighbors front door before I collapsed. Everything else was a haze but all I remember is waking up in a hospital and suddenly I was alone and just some kid who everyone else felt bad for. But where were all the heroes?

I only came to this school because my best friend Kacchan convinced me that this life, the life of a hero would be the best choice if I ever wanted to do something about it. So don't take it personal but that's it plain and simple."