Chapter 19

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I step into my house and my brother is standing at the door with his arms crossed. He had a sly grin on his face and I sigh. I half expect him to say something about any of my burns, but he doesn't. 

"Who's the kid?" He smiles a little bigger.

"Huh?" Does he know about Bakugou?

"Spikey-haired kid." He rolls his eyes and leans against the wall of the hallway as I walk past him. 

"Just someone from school who wanted to fight me. Now leave me alone. It's none of your business anyway." I grab a bottle of water and take a gulp.

"Why didn't you just say you were dating him? It's quite obvious."

What? "We're not dating. We aren't even friends."

"Yeah yeah Y/n. That's what all you girls say." I stare at him. Was that an insult against me?

"What do you mean us girls?"

"Girls just like to act like they don't care so we put more effort into our care. It's kind of pathetic. It's your guy's faults we lose interest. Y'all are just sensitive."

"We are sensitive? It's our  fault? What the hell wrong with you? Before you say any shit like that, think about how it could fucking apply to anyone. Himari would be disappointed in you, you fucking asshole. She was stronger than both of us combined. Think about that. So is that her fault too? Her getting killed was her fault? Cause she was weak, sensitive, victimized. You're just as bad as some villains, and worse than some others."

His mouth hung open and his face turned red. He scrunched his face up and walked closer to me and I stood there unfazed. Sure, I was scared and I definitely should've. Cause what he did was unforgettable.

*Time Skip*

I stare into the mirror and sigh. The cut on my eye stopped bleeding a little bit ago but my lip is swollen and my neck has bruises all over it. I close my one eye and start to cry, both intentionally and unintentionally.

I never thought it would go this far. Was it my fault? My legs shake as I stand; they hurt. He choked me. Hit me. And I didn't do anything to fight back because I can't use my quirk unless told otherwise. Even if I wanted to use my quirk, I wouldn't because I know how much it could hurt him and I don't want that. No matter how much I hate him.

I get on the ground and grab my phone. My screen lights up and I start to cry. 

*Alien Queen requested to follow you*

That has to be Mina. Should I follow her back? 

*Request Accepted*

I sigh and I see the message pop up.

(Left is Mina. Right is you)

Hey,  is it okay if we talk?

Sure whatever. What's up?

Are you okay? You seemed upset today.

Yeah I'm fine. Nothing was wrong.

Okay...I'll leave you alone then I guess. Sorry. Just know you can message me anytime :) 

Yeah I know.

I put my phone against my chest and take a deep breath. I need to take a shower. The blood is going to stain my skin and my skin is already stained enough. I take off my shirt carefully and hiss at the pain from the shirt lightly touching the marks. I've definitely had worse due to my training but just because I can tolerate it, doesn't mean it isn't painful.

I take off the rest of my clothes and step into the shower. The warm water cascades down my skin and the pain that was once there seemed to disappear for a moment. The steam calmed my veins and the water that felt all over my body felt like mother nature's hug. 

I felt so lonely but I made myself this way didn't I? If I stop pushing people away, then maybe I could have friends. And maybe I wouldn't be as aggressive and stand-offish as I am now. But it was to protect me. So I wouldn't get hurt I guess. 

It works for the most part. But once those walls are down enough for someone to jump over them, that's when all hell breaks loose. I trusted Bakugou whether I like to admit it or not. Yet, once again, I fucked it up. I guess no one should be friends with me. 

I sit down in the shower and bring my knees to my chest. The hot water calming my breathing. 

My burns start to burn a bit and I turn down the water. I play with a little flame on my finger and sigh. I hate the colour purple. It reminds me that I'm weak. I burn out the flame and turn off the shower. I grab a towel, dry myself off, and wrap it around me. I open the bathroom door and look back and forth down the hallway. I don't see Daichi so I run to my room and lock the door. I seethe in pain from my running and shake my head. I grab a pair of tank top and shorts and take a deep breath. I open my secret door and climb out my room. Quietly I shut it and sit in my tree. 

I don't know why I feel so unsafe and weak now.

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