《Runway | MHA + Reader | Book 2 On The Run》Friends. (Not so much.)
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I woke up around 3 pm. Which means I slept for around 12 hours. Given I needed it, did leave me feeling groggy though. I grabbed some instant ramen from the pantry and poured water from the kettle in it.
As the ramen cooked I sorted out exactly what I was going to do. I did some research last night on the warehouse break in from 4 years ago. The last time my mother was active. A hideout was traced back to a building which is about an hour by train.
I made sure the gun was loaded with the last of the bullets I took. That was when I heard a knock at the door.
I unlatched the door and opened it to find Mina, Ururaka, and Iida. Mina was holding a bouquet of flowers from the supermarket.
"Hey we heard you and Bakugo got back last night. We wanted to check up on you." Ururaka greeted with what seemed like a forced smile. I didn't expect them to understand any of this. It's nice to know they care though.
But there is a gun on my coffee table.
"I uh, one sec!" I slammed the door and shoved the gun in the linen closet.
I walked back over to the door and opened it.
"Sorry it's a bit of a mess in here right now." I opened the door fully to invite them in.
"Is your dad home?" Mina asked casually.
No news of his disappearance. Good.
"He's at work." I felt like a filthy fucking liar.
We talked for a while, I ate my ramen. It should have felt normal but it didn't. Because I was lying about being okay, I was lying about my father, and I was lying about I kidnapping. I told them it was an accident, that they never meant to take me in the first place. I was just a liability.
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Again, I'm a filthy liar. And they believed me.
When they were walking out to leave Iida told me he would join them outside in a minute.
I expected the usual, genuinely nice, encouraging comment from him.
But he's smart, smarter than Mina and Ururaka.
He pulled a bullet shell out of his pocket.
"I found this on the chair." He trailed off. Rolling it between his fingers. "I don't know what's really happening, but I know your father's not at work and I have a feeling you weren't taken by accident."
"You know that just from a bullet?" I asked.
"Bullet casing. Meaning you probably had to use a gun, and that you in fact know how to shoot. Whatever it is UA can help." He tossed the casing to me, I caught it.
"Aizawa's aware of the situation." I i brushed of, slipping the cylinder of metal in my pocket.
"He's aware of what you want him to know. So is Bakugo." My eyes widened in confusion at the statement. Bakugo wouldn't say anything.
"We stopped by his house first. All he said is that he was worried about you, nothing else. But when we were talking you seemed fine. I had to guess something else was going on." He explained.
Iida was smarter than I thought he was.
He's developed into a three dimensional character. And he figured me out.
"I don't want anyone else involved. Trust me I can take care of it myself."
"I know you can, but you shouldn't have to." He was hoping I'd accept help in any form of help.
"Everyone keeps saying that." We both took a pause.
If this wasn't going on right now, if my kidnapping was a fluke and my dad was at work this would be normal. I would be dumb and oblivious and so would he. Then he could continue being my hallway crush and nothing would matter.
I decided to stop any actual feelings before they became a problem.
"I think you should go."
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