Heroes Need Saving Too (BNHAxReader)

Chapter 150: A shattered doll

"Hmm..." Yamada hummed.

"What?" Aizawa asked.

"When I studied in America, I knew someone who was studying definitions of names from different countries and that one just happens to ring a bell..." he explained before a few minutes of silence. "Ah-ha! Now I remember! It means something along the lines of seer of death...I think?"

"How can you remember something like that?"

"Cause it's close to my last name."

"Okay." Aizawa said as he turned to look out the window.

I removed my glasses and put my arm over my eyes as I said quietly under my breath, "How fitting."

"Say something?" Yamada asked.

"Nothing."

I then must have fallen asleep since I was woken up by the car shutting off when we were back at the apartment. I got out of the car and walked alongside them towards the front door.

"You look like a doll." Yamada said with a chuckle.

"Yeah? Well I'm going to burn this dress." I said in a slight angered tone.

"Why?" Aizawa asked over his shoulder as he unlocked the door and opened it.

I scoffed as I took off my shoes, "I don't think I've told you guys my favorite colors, while the criminal was saying he was my biggest fan when he actually didn't know a thing about me."

"Your favorite color is red." Yamada said.

"And black." Aizawa added.

I picked up the shoes now that they were off and put them in my backpack, "Exactly! The guy thought it was pink! He showed me to this room, saying that it was mine, and everything inside was pink. I could tolerate that shade of pastel pink, but now I absolutely hate it!"

"You said that he was making something to eat. What did he make?" Yamada asked as I followed them into the living room.

I rolled my eyes as I shook my head, "I cannot wait to eat something that you make! The guy made instant ramen that took forever and not to mention that it was burnt! How in the hell does someone do that?!"

"You didn't eat it, right?" Aizawa asked, making sure I kept my word.

"Of course not," I looked down to Melody rubbing her face on my scarred leg, "as soon as I put it in my mouth I teleported it to the garbage can- where it belonged."

I bent down to pet Melody as Yamada asked, "Are you hungry right now? I can make something."

"No," I stood up, "you get some rest." I then bowed, "I feel ridiculous saying this while dressed like this, but thank you for all that you have done for me. If it wasn't for you guys, I'm sure that the number of people that I have killed would have gone up." I stood up right. "I know I should also be thanking everyone else who was there, but if I wasn't able to reach you guys, I'm sure it wouldn't have ended pretty. Well...it didn't...but it was better than what could have happened...oddly..."

"We're just glad you're safe." Aizawa said as he put his hands into his pockets.

"Yeah!" Yamada agreed.

"But..." Aizawa paused to lean on the back of the sofa, "are you really alright? When you said that something like that happened, we just want to be sure that it didn't trigger something. We don't want a repeat of things."

I turned around and stopped in the doorway of the little hallway and said in a cold tone, "There won't be a repeat of things...just painful nightmares and flashbacks will be the only repeats."