Heroes Need Saving Too (BNHAxReader)

Chapter 130: Numb

Once she left my room and was in her's, I left my room to get a glass of water since I started to get a headache from not drinking enough. As I passed Eri's room, I closed her room's door so she could sleep in peaceful silence. After I did that, I continued with my plan of going down to the kitchen to chug a few glasses of water. When I got there, I carried out my plan, but after I drank a few glasses and was about to put it into the sink, I dropped the glass, which shattered upon impact. I got mad at myself for trying to catch it due to dumb reflexes, so instead of catching the glass itself, I caught shards of glass and embedded them in my right hand. What few loose shards were in my hand, I let them fall to the ground as I looked at the few large pieces in my hand, making it bleed profusely. I didn't panic or feel pain; I was just so numb to everything.

In that time of dropping the glass and getting glass stuck in my hand, both Aizawa and Yamada ran into the kitchen. I ignored them and began picking up the pieces and setting them on my bleeding hand. It probably wasn't a wise idea, but I didn't give a fuck. The cuts on my hand began to bleed so much to the point that it started to drip off the sides of my hand and through the cracks between my fingers.

Yamada grabbed the garbage can while Aizawa gently grabbed my wrist as he said, "Use a broom instead of picking them up by hand."

"It's fine, it doesn't hurt." I said in such a calm manner that it frightened me.

He sighed as he brought my hand over the garbage can that Yamada was holding and began to carefully pick pieces of glass off of my hand, trying to avoid the ones that were stuck in my hand. "The cuts look so deep that you may need to get stitches."

I watched as he contended to the glass in my bloody hand, "I'll heal myself."

"Whatever." he muttered under his breath before he said as he finished picking off the loose pieces of glass, "Your hand is starting to get cold...are you alright?"

I wasn't phased by the feeling of my hand being so cold, "I'm fine...I'm used to the feeling of my hands being cold...that mainly happens when I lose a lot of blood in my arms er whatever."

They both looked to me with dead serious looks, clearly conveying that they were disappointed. I let it go right past me as I looked to them, then back to my hand as if nothing happened. Aizawa was going to try and pull out the pieces of glass, but he stopped to think of how to go about it. I jerked my hand away from him and proceeded to yank them out myself with a dead expression.

"Y/N! Don't do that! It could cause more harm!" Yamada exclaimed as he jumped towards me, keeping the garbage can under my hand since it was still gushing blood.

"It's quite alright...nothing can cause more harm than-" I cut myself off, not wanting to carry on with what would cause more harm.

"Y/N." Aizawa said in a dead serious tone, which I couldn't help but glance towards him as I jerked out the last piece of glass in my hand. "I can tell that something is weighing you down and you've been like that ever since the cultural festival. What is wrong?" I stared at the floor in front of me, not wanting to reply. "Y/N, answer me." I still didn't answer him, which made Yamada worried and carried over to Aizawa. "Please, this is the one time that I need you to talk about this sort of thing. This is the only time that I'm asking that you talk about something on the spot."

I looked to them as I let my bleeding hand fall to my side, which then Yamada put the garbage can below my hand before grabbing a lot of paper towel and handing it to me. I looked to it as if I didn't know what he wanted me to do with it, so then he grabbed my hand and wrapped it in paper towel.

I vaguely began, "I had fun."

Aizawa raised an eyebrow, "What do you mean you 'had fun'?"

"I had so much fun at the festival that my body rejected such joy and replaced all of how well I felt with...with...with depression. I lack everything right now that nothing can phase me. I have to use a damn quirk to smile for fucks sake." I explained in a dead tone.