(Just a heads up: This chapter is going to be pretty dark. It deals with suicide. I do NOT condone anyone who is struggling with depression and/or suicidal thoughts to read this chapter...but hey, what am I to do? I can't stop you...so, you've been forewarned.)
I sprang up from my covers and looked around to see two black figures by my bed. I quickly put up my hands, but before I could activate a quirk, a voice spoke out.
"Wait! Y/N, it's just us." The voice sounded like Yamada said. The lamp on my bed side table turned on, illuminating the area, showing that it was Aizawa and Yamada.
Aizawa walked slowly towards me with a hand out, "Are you okay? We were woken up by blood curtailing screams. We thought that someone was up here hurting you."
As he walked close to me with his hand out, I quickly retracted my arms to my chest and slid on my bed so that my back was against the wall.
Aizawa crouched down so he was chest level with the top of my bed, "What's gotten into you? What happened?" I just shook my head quickly in a paranoid manner. He sighed, "We're going to stay the rest of the night on your sofa down there to assure you that nothing will happen, and to be here if something does happen again."
"I-" I started sounding very shaky, but I wasn't able to get out the rest.
Aizawa stood up and motioned me to come towards him. I slowly scooted towards him and kept my head down. He cautiously put his arms around me and whispered, "Everything's going to be alright; just go to sleep and take it easy. We'll talk in the morning, okay?" I nodded my head.
Before he could let go of me, Yamada joined in on the hug. For the first time that I have had a hug, I felt like I was comforted. After a few seconds they both let go, Aizawa shut off the lamp, and they both walked to the sofa in my room. I peered over the railing as if I was hiding and didn't want them to see me. Yamada was sitting at the one end of the sofa, resting his chin on the palm of his hand while Aizawa laid down; who had his head on Yamada's lap. Yamada was messing with Aizawa's black hair while they were talking.
Since Yamada's whispering voice is louder than a usual whisper, I heard him say to Aizawa, "She was shaking."
"Yeah, she was."
"She wasn't cold, was she?" Yamada asked, Aizawa shook his head. "I wonder what she knows. She's been acting weird ever since I showed her that picture and said details of the case about the criminal that we have to look out for."
"I'm not sure if I'm in the right place to say this, but I think she knows key details about it." Aizawa said, trying to fall asleep.
"Hmm?" Yamada hummed.
"You know how there was a short time that the villain was off the radar and no children were going missing?"
"Yeah?" Yamada said in a skeptical tone.
Aizawa explained, "She told me that the reason behind that was cause he was kidnapping children who were either homeless or 'belonged nowhere', as Y/N put it."
Yamada tilted his head to one side, "How could she..." he gasped quietly, "you don't mean..."
"Yeah..."Aizawa replied in a grave tone. Yamada just shook his head in a disapproving way.
I crawled back to my bed and tried to fall asleep. I fell asleep for only a few minutes before I woke up again and sat up.
It's time.
I looked straight ahead with a serious expression.
'It seems like a good time...'
You don't have to be in control, I'll take you to the place.
BINABASA MO ANG
Heroes Need Saving Too (BNHAxReader)
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