No where left to turn~~~

♡~Part 2~♡

"Alright." She gave one last smile before she left and walked off. She would have considered the inn he recommended, honestly she wouldn't have minded if it wasn't the best place, she had no place to be picky at the moment anyway, but he said it was cheap and as cheap as it may be, she didn't even have a cent and she guessed that the inn was most certainly not free.

She walked around some more until deciding to sit down for a minute. She found another alley, so she sat on top of a huge rusty trash can. It only then hit her how bad she must smell, she had slept in an alley after all and it was painfully clear that her appearance probably was to match.

She knew she had to find some way of making money. She do street performances like many homeless people she saw when she used to walk to the supermarket to get the things her mother required.

She smiled at the memory. She remembered there was one particular woman that sang for money. She was so amazing that she had stopped to watch, enchanted by her voice. She left her 20 dollars, which the lady thanked her for very much, but Rae got the hell beaten out of her for it. She didn't regret it though.

She wondered if she could do something like that but she was too shy to sing in front of people and, honestly, too shy to do much of anything in front of people.

She could just straight up ask people for money but she had a feeling that the people around her wouldn't just give her money for no reason, most didn't seem as sympathetic as the man who had helped her in the shop.

She could ask for work but they would ask for background history, she was sure, and she couldn't have that.

She would steal she decided. Nothing more than she needed, though. Just enough for food every once and a while and maybe some clothes.

She was trembling at the prospect of robbing a store. Sure, she had done it once before but it had only been the hoodie. Now she would have to figure out how to get out unnoticed while taking another jacket, some cash and maybe a blanket. No. This was going to have to to be a full on robbery. She decided quickly that she would some sort of weapon for this.

And so for the second time today, she entered the small liquor and smoke shop much to the surprise of the man she had talked to earlier.

"You came back, love?" It was more of a question.

"Y-You said to tell you if I needed anything, right?" She asked hesitantly, knowing that this was the kinda guy to have switch blades and such in his store.

"Yes, of course, dear, what is it you need that I can help you with?" He asked, seemingly curious, his interest peeked.

She hesitated for a moment then asked "I-I need a knife o-or something like that."

His eyes widened for a moment then his face lay in a smirk. "Going to cause trouble, are we?" Though he didn't seem upset, he seemed to think the whole situation was a comedy mixed with drama, in which he would be happy to help. "Of course I have knives bit I think that a pocket knife fits you. Ya know, nothing too big to notice so you can keep it in your pocket."

You thought about it for a moment then decided that he was right. "Yes thank you so much and don't worry I won't kill anyone unless I have to." You said rather jokingly.

He frowned. "Aw I was hoping for some drama around these parts. Oh well." He smiled her a toothy grin. "My name's Kimirako. Kimirako Tento. Happy to be in business with you."

You smiled lightly as well. "My name's Rae Bakugou. And the feeling is mutual." Well she supposed it'd be nice to have someone on her side here. "I'll tell you how it goes." Then she left with the pocket knife laying snuggly in her hoodie pocket.

She was slightly nervous about what she was about to do. She cautiously stepped into a dingy clothes store.

"Hello, welcome to threads and needles, what the fuck do you want" there was a emo looking teen behind the counter with a rather bored voice.

She knew they were about the same age but she still was kind of scared of her. "O-Oh I-Im just looking around.." the girl behind the counter rolled her eyes but made no comment.

Rae scrolled through the shelves and hangers to find somethings. How she was gonna leave with this stuff, she had no idea.

She finally decided on a dark green t-shirt for when it was hot, another pair of black jeans, she decided that black pants would be best since she was living outside, a pair of black jean shorts, and spare undergarments. She found a dark green backpack that would be the solution to her problems. (What can she say, she has a thing for dark green 🤷🏽‍♀️)

She stuffed the stuff in the backpack, folded neatly do that it would all fit. She guessed her laundry practice came into handy. She laughed slightly at the thought.

She quickly gathered up some toothpaste, a toothbrush, and deodorant as well. Rae shoved everything into the backpack and nervously put it on.

Trembling, she walked and was nearly at the door when the cashier called out to her. "Hey! You planning on paying for all that shit!?" She said almost threateningly.

Rae quickly gripped the dagger from her pocket, ready to fight if needed. "L-Listen, I don't want to hurt you b-bit I will if I have to!" She attempted a threatening voice. She could see the girl trembling, her 'tough girl' demeanor now gone.

Rae held the dagger tightly in her hand, now pointing it at her. "Now here's how this is gonna go down. You're going to let me leave peacefully and I won't hurt you." The girl slowly nodded. Rae carefully backed away to the door, knife still in hand, just in case.

As soon as she reached the door, she broke off eye contact and she ran. She made sure not to stop until she was a good two blocks away.

She ducked into a alley to catch her breath. She couldn't believe what she had just done. She had gotten away with it too.

She slumped to the ground and looked through her new backpack to review its contents.

This would be sufficient enough until.. well until what she wasn't sure. Honestly, she had no idea what was the long-term plan. She was scared. She had no money, no food, nowhere to stay, and no one. If she didn't figure something out, she knew she would eventually die out here.

She didn't care if she died, really. After all she didn't have much to live for. No, it was the thought that if she died, no one would care. That scared her.

She shook the thought away from her mind. For now, she would survive. That was the plan.

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Omg this is so late I'm so sorry! 😭 I've just been really busy with life and crap but I'll try to update faster 😅  also, sorry for how short and pointless this chapter was but trust me it was nessicary for the next chapter hint hint 😏

anyway the question for today is... What's your OTP ship from mha! Some people are gonna fight me on this one in the comment section but mine is KiriBaku and yes as in BakuBottom. Also ShinKami, Tsuchako, Momo x Jirou, TodoDeku, and so on 😅

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