Parallax (Suicidal Vigilante Deku)

Broken

It was only once he finished dressing all my wounds up that he looked at me. This man was different and I knew everyone who saw my injuries would feel pity. I hated it and I could see it in his eyes. He was thinking the same thing... How could someone do this to a child?

Well I didn't had an answer to this. 

I questioned this soo many times too. 

Tho my brain never could come up with an answer. 

In the end the fault needed to lie with me. Why else would someone do this? How was one thing but the reason was another one. I knew my mother was drunk but was that enough of a reason to do this? For me it wasn't!

I knew there had to be another reason behind this and that very own reason was my missing father and my quirklessness. After all she gave birth to me and people judged her for that. I could kinda understand her but also not. 

Everytime I broke the problem down into more bits, I got the same answer over and over again. It was all my fault. I was the reason my mom was not happy at all, why I knew that was easy. I mad everyone unhappy. I was just someone who brought misfortune and was completly useless too.

Foster: Parallex, do you have problems at home?

Me: No.

Foster: Then tell me where did you get these injuries. You know that you should report this.

Me: I am fine. This was just a mistake.

Foster: A mistake?

Me: Yeah...I will be more carefull from now on.

Foster: Kiddo, this is no mistake. I've seen injuries like this from other kids which got beaten at home. Yours are way worse. Who in their right mind writes useless at a childs chest?

Me: ... It's really nothing.

Foster: *Sigh* I wish you could tell me. 

It was at that moment that we could hear a knock at the door. His assistant came in with a bag in his hand before giving it over to me.

Andrew: I hope they fit you. I was just getting stuff and guessing your size.

Me: They will. Thanks.

Thankfully, I was completly bandaged so no one could see the word or anything on my skin. This pharmacist also applied enough medicinde on the wounds so they will not get infected and hopefully heal up soon. I would have loved to have a self generation quirk but I was born quirkless, useless and worthless in thie world. It was only natural for the weak to die soon. 

I took the cloths and put them on while my whole body was covered in bandages. 

Foster: I wish I knew someone who could heal you up but I am sorry, this is all I could do. Come again tomorrow so I can change the bandages on you.

Me: Thanks but I can do that myself.

Foster: Are you sure?

Me: Mh.

Can't bother you more than you already have.

Besides a quirkless kid that is known to be quirkless by a couple of people means that this shop will be emty soon.

It's nice of you that you still give me the medicine and everything I need but if they find out that you are helping me out for free, I believe people will start bullying your shop.

You are too nice of a person.

I can't risk that.

Besides if the police finds out who I am and also that you helped me out till now then you will be arrested too.

Can't have that as well.

I stood up and was about to leave but something was wrong because I instantly fell down and I felt a sharp pain. I knew that my pain tolerance was high but that was bad. This much I knew. 

Me: Arg....

Foster: Parallax!

Adrew: Parallax, you okay?

Me: Yeah... my fot just hurt.

Andrew: Which one?

Me: Left.

Andrew: Sit down and let me look at it.

Foster: It's sprained. I didn't thought it would be this bad since you were walking till a moment ago.

Me: It's fine. I can go hom-

Andrew: Screw that! Mister Foster, you know you are bad with telling if someone had some broken bones or just sprained something.

Foster: That is... unfortunately true.

Andrew: Now let me have a look again.

Me: But I am fine. 

I was about to stand up again and walk but Andrew forced me to sit down again. He then immediately looked at my foot and only nodded as if his thought was just correct and he got the proof in front of him.

Andrew: Yep.. it broken.

Me: Huh?

Andrew: Sorry to say this but you are not walking anywhere else today. 

Me: What you mean? I have to get home. My parents will be worried.

Andrew: Nah-ah! In no way will I let you walk with this foot. 

Foster: He is right. If this is broken, you will stay here.

Me: But I can't.

Foster: Say Andrew, you know a healer?

Andrew: Nope but I can ask around maybe someone knows one.

Foster: Then let's do this. Say it is a child Parallax found. Don't tell anyone it's him. Not many know his face after all.

Andrew: I am not dumb. I know that.

Me: But-

Andrew: I'll be right back!

Foster: It's fine kid. We will get you healed up.

I could only watch as Andrew ran out of the room and left me with Mister Foster here alone. I couldn't really understand by the love of god what was happening or why they cared soo much about it. It was just broken. It wasn't as if it was the first time I broke something and had to patch up myself or something. I had worse things. I once had to put a bone back after having an open broken arm where you could see the bone sticking out. 

It wasn't that bad from experience.

I could deal with it and I could also deal with the pain. It was just that this one came way too sudden for me to react to it in a proper way. Now that I knew it was broken, I could put my whole weight on the other leg and walk pretty fine.

Something told me however that there was no chance that I would get out of this room so I decided to just sit there and for once relax my tired mind and soul.