A Past Love Or An Agreement

Chapter 4: Remember, They're Gone

Alone in this cold and dark cell that is now my home I don't know how long I've been here. I woke to find myself in a bed and searched around the room if anyone is with me. I stood up from the bed and fell to the ground immediately feeling my ankles unresponsive. 'Oh right. I was attacked but why isn't my quirk healing the injury', I looked down at the blood soaked bandages. I needed to change them but how if I don't have anything with me. The moment of thought of that the door open and entered Mimic with an aid kit in his possession.
'I do apologize for the boss behavior. Believe me he is happy to see you he just wanted to find your family' he sat down beside me saying this. It broke my heart to know they're wasting their time to find my family that no longer exists. He notice my tear and asked 'What the matter don't you want to see them again?'.
'Am sorry. But you won't find them', I replied as rivers of tears fell down from my chin. The door open again for Overhual having his brow down in anger and his fist clenching together.
'Why?' he said questioning me. The atmosphere felt thick and timid as he stared at me demanding me an answer. I clinch up in fear of him knowing he can cause great harm if I avoid him. 'Because they're dead. They've murder by another clan my family use their power to fight back but we're out number. They used the last remaining power to save me', my voice aching not want to say more. He slam his arm above my head kneeing down above me I jolted back in shock. 'If I were you I would have fought along side them. What is it did you do while they died?' He dare to question my loyalty to my own blood. Those words were like thorns penetrating my heart while my blood boiled in anger all of these emotions scattered within me. I lunged at him to distance myself from him as I grind my teeth down trying to contain my voice gripping my own two hand around my throat. He stood up straight staring at my body noticing my sanity nearly collapsing right before him. He needed to know the truth and if not he would only blame me but hell I deserve it for I did nothing.
'It was my fault! I was the first to die as that man put a bullet to my head. I watch it all unfold my father beaten to death, my mother strangled till her last breath, my poor dear sister having to see her be in so much pain being rape and finally killed'. Remember it brough nothing but sorrow.
'I don't want your pity! Many times over and over again as I sleep I begged them to let me die I wish they didn't waste it on me!', I snarled trembling to my very kneels. I spoke once more feeling a deep strain in my throat, 'Is that what you wanted to hear?', my vision so blurred with tears only hearing his voice saying 'No'. He added 'I'll have someone escort you to your room once your bandage are replaced'. The room grew silent once more only to hear the door open and close. A moment passed by then Mimic return entering the room to replace the bandages on my ankles. I can see within his eyes they're down or depressed to the difficult news.
'There is something I want to show you', he said as he clean my injuries I nodded in response curious of what he had in mind?
With the strength I had stored up I managed to stand onto my feet. Of course being able to stand was a miracle but trying to walk was the most difficult part since the pain was still there.
'Mimic can you explain to me why my quirk isn't healing my wounds?', i asked. He explain that the serum that was injected in me was a high does of a drug to repressed one quirk for several days since they only use it to capture me. Mimic advise me to use the wall for support and walk on my own pace he wasn't to insure I wouldn't get hurt.
'Just give it time, your quirk will return and hopefully then you and the boss can be together again', joyfully hopping and skipping towards the door. I followed right behind him leading to a hallway being cold and clean. I thought of what Mimic had said, can I be really happy with him? Like before he said, I do have vivid memories of us being together but he was so kind to me and was able to hold my hand without those gloves. Time has change since I last saw him; he did keep his promise to find me but the last thing I expected him to treat me so cruelly.
I hesitated to speak but he was the only one who would seem to understand me, 'I don't know if I can be happy with him, Mimic. I know he's only going along with this is because of "our arrangement union" between our families'. He only sigh at my words and continue to walk his path. I wondered if I offended him but he reached out his arm to my hand gently pulling on me. He led me to a room being clean and neatly taken care there were a few pieces of furniture with white cover sheet over them but what caught my attention was the painting.

My eyes widen at the sight. My body trembling once more slowly holding my arms across each other hugging myself. I fell down on my knees and twinning my hands together praying for my family forgiveness for my weakness and show me a sight of their mercy. I felt Mimic hand slowly patted my head for comfort. The painting was beautiful showing a lovely family join together having such gentle eye. A handsome man holding his beautiful wife hand, her smile tell you she's happy and fulfilled. Stood before them their two daughters who I envy their eldest being so strong and confident then their youngest being happy to be held deep in her loved one's arms.
'Mr. Overhual treasured that painting of your family it was all that was left that was not damaged', he quietly spoke. He frown sorrowing with me for I lost the most valuable thing to me. Before he left the room leaving me to settle the reality of thing having lost my family and to be engaged to a man I don't remember but I can see his respect towards my parents.
'Mimic, thank you,' having a small smile on my face.