《Unstable》Chapter 14
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I just kinda sat there, really. Time moved so slow. Was to tired to move from my bed and its already been a day since . . . I need my angry pomeranian duck.
I turned over to look at the window and just watched the way how the wind moved the trees. Before I knew I fell asleep.
Bakugou.
I started flailing as my eyes open and I fell off the bed. I back up as hard as I can until I hit the wall hard. Tears were streaming and I was breathing heavily.
I looked around and saw white. Hospital. Overdose. Fuck.
I sat there trying to rub the tears away, "Fuck."
Aoyama was at the table with us coloring on the day room. He looks like he's doing better. Except his eyes said he was tired. He used the phone to talk to someone. Kinda want to talk to my mom. Maybe I should ask.
"Hey Aoyama, how do you use the phone?"
"Oh, you would type in the phone number you want but click the button on the bottom right to have it reach out more, unless you live here."
"Thanks, Aoyama," I said with a slight smile.
"Merci," he did a small smile and it looked content or sad, not to sure.
I walk out the day room and down the hall that had to a chair next to a phone. I sat down and tucked my feet close to me. I took the phone down and clicked the numbers and waited.
The ringing of the phone was unsettling. I kinda want to put the phone back but I couldnt. I waited and I felt sick to my stomach, it felt like an eternity.
Then it picked up.
"Hello," her voice was still soft as ever and I miss her.
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"M-mom."
I heard a slight gasp,"My baby Izuku! Are you ok? How are you feeling? No one is hurting you, right? Do you feel safe? Do you need anything? How is it there? Are you ok, please baby tell me how are you doing?!"
I felt the slight feeling of tears at the corner of my eyes. "I'm doing fine, as I can be. And no, no one is hurting me. The teens here are nice, at least most of them. I feel safe, I guess. The staff is nice. And I really dont need anything besides a jacket," I kept my voice quiet because I wasn't sure how to act with my mom, now that I . . .
"Oh that's good. I'll get you the jacket as soon as possible. I'm still trying to figure out the visiting hours. I miss you my baby," her voice cracks at the end.
"Mom . . . I miss you too. I really do, I just want to see you so bad," my voice begins to crack,"I'm sorry I'm a bad child. I really am. I'm so sorry. So sorry. I never ment to hurt you," I swallow in a pained gasp,"mommy."
"No, no, no, no, no, no. You are not a bad child. You shouldnt be sorry and I know you never ment to hurt me."
"But mo-"
"No. I know you didnt mean it. I love you so much and I know you love me the same but I love you more. You are never a bad child, got it."
". . . Ok," I said with tears still coming down.
"Come on let's talk about something else. Yeah," she said cheerful,probably to make me happy.
My eyes immediately snap open. I sit up and look around, trying to see or sense if something was wrong. I got up to look put the window, wich pointed the same way as mine.
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Towards the ocean, you can smell the salt water through the window. The clouds were covering the sky with a dark grey painting them.
Something is wrong. But what is it dammit.
Thunder cracked across the sky, lighting parts of the could. It was as if the sky was mad at me for not knowing the problem. The thunder started to sprout out lighten from it gray home.
"Hey Bakgou, come out. You've been sleeping forever," I heard the dumb bitch say from my room.
"Leave," I grit out my teeth.
"Hey that's no way to treat a lady," the same voice came but a different response, "Do it again."
"I dont give a shit," I yelled put and turned to see the blonde with the messy hair and the one with the double personality, "Fucking get out of my room!"
"Oh come on," she giggled and it was pure fucking insanity and that is not me, "come hang with us. It will be fun."
"Hell yeah really fun. It's going to be completely boring!"
"No I dont want to hang out with any of you sick fucks," I started walking towards the door and the more I did the step they took back, "And I don't want to be part of your sick fucking cult. NOW LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE, BITCH AN' DUMBASS."
I slammed the door as hard as I fucking can. I could hear them complain through the door. I held the door in place as soon as I heard the voices disappear.
I let a breathe out, only to jump and look out the window. The thunder and lighten made themselves know again as they danced across the sky in a terrifying symphony. Then it started to rain as soon as the lighten touches the water. My eyes widen once I realize what is wrong. Fuck.
"Hitoshi."
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