I'm Blue (Dabi x OC)

The Aftermath

Kk so this is late to anybody who actually likes this story. I have finished planning the plot of this book so I will most likely write before going back and doing a rewrite and editing it.

This song is kind of my life some days. Except the opposite. Either way it's great, and is foreshadowing for what I have planned.

I felt a pounding in my skull.

Wait, my head hurts? My eyes open wide, and I find Rileigh and Kyla asleep on Rileigh's bed, leaning on each other. I remember the fight, Dabi's, the note I left him, and collapsing in the alley, but after that nothing. I try to lift myself up but a burning slices down my arm.

I shift my weight and manage to lift myself up leaning heavily onto my pillow.

The world became blurry and I threw my head up to my face as the pounding worsened.

"Anielle?" A soft voice whispered. I turned my head to peer at Kyla.

"Anielle!" She exclaimed jumping up.

Rileigh fell over onto her bed, ever the heavy sleeper.

"You're awake," Kyla's shoulders seemed to fall with relief.

"Yeah?" I respond, but my voice is raspy. She grabs a cup of water from my nightstand, and I reach my good arm out but my hand trembles. She pretends not to notice as I clasp my fingers around the cool glass. Lifting it to my face is a struggle, but eventually I succeed and down the cup.

"How long have I been out?" I ask handing her back the glass and dropping my hand. She looks at me concerned.

"In and out for a couple of days." She responds her eyes give away her confusion.
"Do you not remember?"

"Remember what?" I ask my worry steadily growing what had I said...

"You woke up every few hour when we brought you back either screaming our crying," she responds her eyes sad.

"It was about some man, and a girl."

"You kept saying don't hurt her, and leave her alone"

I feel my face get red; "It was nothing, nightmares from when I was little," I say trying to make my tone sound relieved.

Kyla doesn't buy it that's for sure.
"You finally fell asleep for good yesterday after they drugged you with some purple fog, an old members quirk I assume."

I nod.

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Dabi POV

Eventually I head out of the apartment. It's around noon from the bustle of town so I stick to alleys, and eventually reach the old bar. I kick the door in as nobody had replaced the door knob.

Toga's laughter echoes around the room, as I walk inside. Shigaraki and Kurogiri sit by her at the bar Twice by the table.

"He finally arrives," Shigaraki says. "To what do we owe this pleasure," his sarcasm strong behind the hand.

"Fuck off," I respond.

"Whatever ashfuck,"

"So how's your girlfriend lover boy?" Toga asks breaking me and Shigaraki's argument.

"She's not my girlfriend," I respond.

"That's the biggest lie of the century," Toga walks over to me.

"Did you not even shower? your hair smells like her," she asks.

"Well great I smell like a whore," I add grabbing a bottle from the bar.

"You two have patrol and recruits today," Shigaraki cuts in. Toga groans, and grabs her sweater.

"Ok but I'm taking this," I say gesturing to the bottle and popping the top.

"We'll get the fuck on it then,"

I make my way outside Toga beside me as we head into the streets.

"You really shouldn't drink your problems,"

"I'm not."

"Really?

I grunt in response.

"Do I really smell like her?"

"Yeah you do,"

We fall back into silence as we check around the local hero agencies, but Toga decides otherwise.

"So how'd you meet her?"

"I told you that already when I was trying to convince Shiggy,"

"I mean the first time dumbass,"

"What?"

"When you can back to ask about her you spoke like you had met her before,"

"I can't recall ever knowing her so I think you're the dumbass this time Toga,"

"Probably subconscious," she says a singsong tone to her voice.

We round a corner to find a couple of men waiting for us.

"We'd like to make a deal,"

Mk so that's today's chapter! Love y'all go drink some water. Also if you have any questions about anything comment them cuz I'm bored and Yee Yee. Until we meet again...

-S. O. Sullivan