12 ❋


My head felt like it had been crushed by a boulder and my arm felt like it had been cut open and smashed.


I slowly opened my eyes just enough to see big bright lights. My head throbbed at the intensity of the light.


It smelled like alcohol and cleaning supplies and there was the subtle sound of beeping from the machines I was hooked up to. I know this place all too well.


I was in the hospital.


I can barley recall anything from the last time I was awake. All I remember is fighting Dabi.


Dabi...


Did we get him?


I opened my eyes fully and rubbed them groggily. I slowly sat up, slightly wincing at any shocks of pain I felt.


Across the room, in the corner, I saw a familiar man sleeping in one of the chairs. It was Aizawa. Why was he here?


Not that I was complaining. It was relieving to see him, I just didn't expect him to stop by.


"Hey, Aizawa, it's my turn to wat-" a familiar voice said from the hallway. I watched as Keigo walked in with coffee in his hands.


He stopped in the doorway and stared at me. "You're awake..." he said. I heard grumbles coming from Aizawas direction.


I looked over to see him slowly standing up and stretching. I examined the both of them. Keigo had a couple bandages on his face, but nothing too serious.


What about his leg? Didn't he injure it?


"Are you okay?" was all I managed to get out before rubbing my head in pain. I heard him chuckle lightly, "Am I okay? Am I the one in a hospital bed? Do you see me severely injured?"


I gave him a slightly annoyed glare, "And Tokoyami?" Keigo sighed, "We're both fine, you on the other hand..." he trailed off.


"What? What's wrong with me?" I asked. "You're left arm is damaged pretty badly and you have a severe concussion, you've been in a coma for five days," Aizawa said walking over.


"And Dabi?" I asked. He looked down, rubbing his eyes and sighed deeply. There's my answer.


Being this injured, I'd have to be bedridden for a couple days and I absolutely hate being told what not to do.


I groaned and fell back down rather harshly. "Jesus, Angel, you can't do that!" Keigo said placing his coffee down and rushing over to examine my head.


I swatted his hands away while shutting my eyes and began to think about how long of a week this is gonna be.


Keigo just lectured me about how stupid I was to run in and save them like that, and about what I was and wasn't able to do while bedridden while Aizawa just sat back down and dozed off.


All of a sudden there was a knock at the door. As soon as I saw who it was, anger filled my head and I clenched my right fist.


"Hey Emmy, miss me?" the man standing at the door said. "You've got some nerve showing up here," Aizawa was now beside my bed, ready to attack him.


"What do you want," I said coldly. "Whattt? Can't I just pay a visit to my girlfriend?" he said with a smirk on his face.


"Girlfriend? You're dating him?" Keigo turned and asked me. "No," Aizawa and I said sternly. I felt my eyebrows furrow in rage and sadness.


Keigo gave me a concerned look before turning back to the man, "I don't know who you are, but it's obvious they don't want you hear, so I think it's best you leave."


"Are you kidding? Of course she wants me here, she just doesn't want to admit it," he said with a smug look on his face.


"Either you leave, or I do what you did to her, to you," Aizawa said walking closer to the man. "Psh, you can't do anything, it'd ruin your reputation if you hurt an innocent man," he said, holding a hand up to his chest.


Rage had completely taken over and I sat up to spread my wings, wanting to attack him. Keigo turned and gave me an even more worried look as tears of anger streamed down my face.


"Leave," Aizawa and Keigo said together. The man looked at me with a satisfied look on his face, he was pleased he made me cry.


That seemed to be all he came for, because after a few moments of seeing me cry, he left.


I couldn't help but breakdown then and there. Seeing him again had caught me off guard. What the hell is his problem?


Keigo and Aizawa both comforted me as I balled my eyes out quietly. The mixed emotions of pain, rage, and sadness, were too overwhelming. I felt like I was drowning.


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Hawks pov -


Emiri had gotten up to use the bathroom, probably to be alone and compose herself. "Who was he?" I asked Aizawa.


"His name is Bushida Hekima, he's Maki's abusive ex-boyfriend." My eyes widened and a bit of anger filled my head.


Abusive? You mean he hurt her? My stomach dropped at the thought of him hurting Emiri. "How long were they together?" I asked.


"Two years. The last two years of high school to be exact. He sent her to the hospital twice," he said, a hint of annoyance and rage in his voice.


Two years? She was with him for two years? He sent her to the hospital? Why? Why didn't she end things sooner? Questions rushed through my head, but were cut off by the sound of the bathroom door opening.


"You okay Angel?" She looked up at me with red, puffy eyes and gave a small fake smile and nodded.


My heart ached to see her like that.


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Emiri's pov -


I had to stay in the hospital for another day and the next morning so that they could run some more tests and make sure I was okay before sending me home.


Keigo and Aizawa has visited me when they had time and May had stayed the night with me after she found out my ex came to see me.


May helped me home but had to leave because she made plans to go out with her friends. She apologized a hundred times and promised to come back and check on me as soon as they were done.


All she really let me do was stay in bed or the couch. No TV, no phone, no getting up and making food, no nothing.


It was torture.


I sat on the couch and stared at the ceiling while thinking back to my ex visiting me. My mind wandered and I began to have flashbacks of all the times he had wronged me. And there were a lot.


I felt my breathing get shallow and my vision blurred. I couldn't stop. Everything around me disappeared and it felt like I was drowning again.


Before I knew it, my hearing and vision were gone.


I shut my eyes as tears started to fall and tucked my knees into my chest and put my head down.


Out of no where, I felt a pair of hands on my shoulders pull me out of my position then felt both wings and arms wrapping around me. Keigo.


I collapsed into his arms and buried my face in his chest. He stayed silent, holding me close while I sobbed until I ran out of tears.


Next thing I know, I wake up in my bed. My head throbbed as I slowly gained my senses back. I glanced at my alarm clock. 5:53 p.m.


The sun was setting and the city was slowly starting to come alive again. Now is usually the time people go out to eat or go clubbing.


Slowly but surely I started to remember the fear I experienced during my panic attack. It's been roughly a few months since my last one but they were never this bad.


The trauma from seeing the man who killed my mother on top of seeing the man who abused and took advantage of me for two years brought unwanted emotions.


I walked out to the kitchen to see vermillion feathers peaking over the couch, I thought he had left. I hovered over him to see he had no blanket and was shivering with his wings wrapped around him.


He must've been too busy and tired dealing with me that he passed out. I quietly snuck to the closet in the hallway and grabbed a blanket for him.


It's the least I could do, he did comfort me, here and in the hospital. I returned to the couch and gently placed the blanket on him as he grunted softly and adjusted himself.


There's nothing to do...maybe a walk would be relaxing. I can't fly due to my concussion, which I think is stupid, but I could injure myself more.


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I forgot how relaxing taking a walk really is. The sounds of nature and people are calming, not to mention the smells of food.


I sat on a park bench that was tucked away behind some trees and just took in the scenery. My gaze drifted to a tree in front of me. Was that movement?


I got up and approached the tree cautiously, but to my surprise it was just a stray cat. I stopped in my tracks and crouched down.


The white cat approached me carefully but quickly warmed up to me and let me pick it up. It wasn't injured, just dirty, maybe I can take it home?


Handling a cat with one hand isn't easy, but I managed to start walking back to my apartment with it in hand.


I made sure to inspect it carefully for any small injuries I didn't see before but to my relief there was nothing. I did find out it was a male though.


He seemed calm and didn't squirm which was surprising, but I wasn't complaining.


On my way back, I stopped by the pet store and got a carrier and some food and supplies to care for him. It was extremely hard though.


Maybe I should've woken Keigo up to come with me. I hope he's not up, I didn't leave a note and I've been gone for about two hours. I didn't have my phone on me either.


I really am such an idiot sometimes.


I couldn't get a litter box or any litter, which was a problem, but May has a cat, so I'll just ask her for some and repay her.


The elevator dinged and I walked out to get to my apartment door. I set everything down and opened the door slowly and quietly before walking in.


Keigo was sitting on a stool tapping at his phone frantically with one hand gripping his hair and turned when he heard the cat meow.


"Em, what the hell, I've been texting and calling you. I woke up and you were gone with no warning, do you know how worried I was? I thought you were kidnapped. Why do you have a cat?" he seemed angry and worried but relieved at the same time.


"First of all, calm down. I went for a walk, I forgot my phone in my room, and this is a stray I found." He blinked at my words before babbling on about how dangerous going on a walk is in my condition.


"Are you done?" I asked. He sighed, "Yes, but don't do that again." I rolled my eyes and started walking to my bathroom, "Come help me give this cat a bath."


"What makes you think I'd help you?" he teased. I glared at him and raised my injured arm in front of him. He sighed and followed.


"Got a name yet?" he asked, taking everything out of the bags. "I was thinking Sirius or Casper, but I don't know," I said, unlocking his crate.


He slowly stepped out and hid behind me as soon as he saw Keigo. I laughed and picked him up, slowly inching towards Keigo to get him use to the blonde.


Keigo stood there, lifting his hand up hesitantly, but managed to pet the feline for a moment. I placed him on the counter and turned the water on, then grabbed the shampoo I bought.


"Shouldn't cats hate water?" Keigo asked. I turned around to see the cat plopped in the sink bowl rinsing himself.


My eyes widened slightly at the weird sight and chuckled. "I guess he likes it," I said, handing Keigo the shampoo, "Now bathe him." He gave me weird look, almost as if he were scared, then proceeded to bathe the cat.


While Keigo was washing him, I stepped out to set up his food and water bowl. Halfway through pouring the water, I heard a high pitched scream come from the bathroom and rushed over.


I opened the door and saw the cat hunched over on the counter, tail swishing in the air, ready to pounce at Keigo who was hiding in the shower.


I burst out laughing, scaring the both of them as I fell to the ground. "Angel!" Keigo rushed over to my body rolling on the floor. "Are you okay?"


All I could managed to get out was, "You- you sounded- you sounded like a girl!" before bursting out into laughter again.


Keigo scoffed and rolled his eyes, then turned to face the cat, "I did not!" He gave the cat a glare, telling him it was his fault. "Yes you did!" I said through my laughed.


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Hawks pov -


I watched the black haired girl roll on the floor until she was done laughing. Her laugh and smile made my stomach feel weird, as if it were twisting, but not in a bad way.


What was this feeling?


I ignored it and picked her up to place her on the bed. She was still slightly giggling but managed to sit up and wipe her tears of laughter away.


She really was like an Angel.


The sun was finally set and the moon shone through her windows, moonlight pouring into the room and onto the bed where she was laying.


She looked beautiful.


There it was, that feeling again...


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[A/N: hey there! sorry again for all of this filler stuff, but it's essential if i wanna write about what's next. also, we hit 300 reads! like what? 300??? thank you so much to the people who continue reading, it means the world to me. don't forget, you are loved! as always thanks for reading, have a nice day :)]

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