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My battle went well for a little, but then my PTSD wanted to have a say...

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"Alright, Lily! Your turn!" The blonde smiled with his pants back on again. I smirked.

In the 5 minutes, I had between when he started fighting the long-range people to now I had come up with a pretty good plan.

I didn't have my capture weapon, but I did have my ultimate move, in all I could cancel his quirk and slowly drain his stamina while I fought him a hand to hand.

He was a well-rounded student but so was I.

"Okay!" I said with a smile, skipping to the middle of the playing field while my classmates were recovering from the harsh blow to the stomach.

I felt a little OP right now, I could probably fight him within 10 minutes, but I didn't want to underestimate him and then get my ass handed to me.

"Want to attack first or do you want me?" I grinned from ear to ear, covering up the number of terrifying nerves building up in me.

"I guess I could go first," I felt the energy around him shift, I dodged to the left and then folded in on myself as I knew he was likely to go for a side attack for my stomach.

I heard a whooshing sound from above me and knew I was correct, I activated my quirk and made sure I could hit him, then kicked him where the sun doesn't shine.

Unfortunately, I missed but had a feeling he was gonna go for a behind attack, so I dropped to the ground in a crouch, got eyes on him, and kicked his legs from beneath him.

I then started with the process of depleting his stamina. Clicking and watching his smile falter slightly.

"Oh, I didn't know you could do that. Cool." He caught himself and before he could do anything else grabbed the front of my face, blocking my view of him and slamming me down on the ground.

I screamed, this felt unnaturally the same as when Nomu attacked me.

My breathing sped up and all I could see above me was the scary bird creature. It's brains hanging out, its teeth bared towards me, while all I could do was call for help in my mind.

"I don't know! She just started screaming!" I heard from far away, it sounded muddled and faint.

The Nomu released me from its grip and I scrambled backward, trying to put as much distance between it and me.

"I'm safe, he's not here, it's just a memory,"  I repeated this over and over again, trying to do what Katsuki told me.

I put my hands over my ears and curled in on myself. Staring down the bird, "I'm safe, he's not here, it's just a memory."

"Lils! Cmon it's me! Snap out of it!" I heard a familiar voice scream at me.

"Kirishima, where are you? Kirishima?" I couldn't find my friend, the USJ being the only thing in my field of vision.

"Cmon Sis, it's Eijiro. I'm right here." A warmth encased my hand. Sis? What did that mean? And why did he use his first name with me? I thought we were only friends...

Within seconds, however, my temporary amnesia passed and I could begin to see the outlines of my brother. "Eijiro, why can't I forget him? It's like a loop going on inside my head! What am I supposed to do, I just want to forget..."

I unwrapped myself and then reattached to my brother.

"I'm scared," I whispered. "I'm scared of my mind," I said a little louder before I broke down in tears.

~~~

Now I was sitting in the teachers' lounge, a stress ball in hand, while I told my family of the traumatic experiences I had been having.

I had told them about my nightmares of him, the flashbacks, the distancing I been trying, and failing to do between my class. Dad and Papa watched on with guilt-ridden on their faces, I could tell they thought it was their fault but Uncle Nezu quickly put that out.

"Ah, I should have expected something like this to happen. It was a very traumatic experience. One most probably couldn't come out of without some form of PTSD if they had been in the position you were. I only wish you'd come to us sooner Lily." I dropped my head in shame.

"I'm sorry," I mumbled.

"No need to apologize, why don't we have some tea hm?" I graciously accepted the cup and sipped at it slowly.

"What should we do?" Aunt Nemi asked my Uncle Nezu.

"Well, I would like her to attend some sessions, as you all know I go to a counselor for my trauma for that mad scientist. I think it will be quite helpful and refreshing." He answered calmly. "Though I won't force her to do what Shota and Hizashi won't allow."

"She'll go."

"Wait Sho-..."

"She needs this Hiz! I know exactly what she saw that day and by the gods, I am in no way surprised that she has PTSD." Dad argued back.

"But we also need to ask for her permission and whether or not she wants to go Sho! This Our daughter we are talking about here and I will not force her to do something she's not comfortable with!"

"But the longer this goes on the more detrimental it can be for her mental health! Hiz... she needs this."

"We need to ask her if she wants it Sho. I'm not moving on that. I may agree with you that I would like her to go, but in truth, she's the one that decides whether she wants the help."

"How can you know if she'll even want to do it?! We both know that she doesn't like asking for help, and if she chooses to not get the help she can have her entire hero career put at risk!"

"It's her choice Shota!"

"There shouldn't be one!"

"STOP! PLEASE JUST STOP FIGHTING!" I yelled at them both. Hot tears were rolling down my faces like waterfalls and I felt as though I couldn't breathe.

"I love you both but please! Let me decide! I don't need every decision I make be looked over by you two and if I have to distance myself, for the love of all gods I will do it!" I couldn't look either of them in the eyes right now. "I am a human being and I will make my own choices, I have an opinion but you should both know that I hate it when you fight over me!"

Both parents were staring at me now, but I couldn't look anywhere but my feet as knowing that I wouldn't have the heart to say what I am if I could see their faces.

"It makes me feel like a burden! It's completely unfair!" The stress ball in my hand was being squeezed practically to death. "You are adults, so stop acting like children and screaming at each other! It's getting you nowhere and it's only stressing the rest of us out!" I gestured around the room to the rest of my family.

After that I set the ball down and speed-walked away, heading for the dorms.

I had promised victory in my head against Togata, but in the end, I can only hold myself and others back. If that's all I can do, why am I even in the hero course? I am supposed to save people, fight the bad guys, and help others when they need it!

But instead, I'm having to be the adult in a room full of childish oldies when they are supposed to be the rational and mature ones in arguments!

Gods damnit!

When will I catch a break?!

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