"A foster home?"

Touya uttered the words slowly, tasting the bitter flavor of the statement. His voice stirred with venom. Each word expressed in a low, rejecting tone. His expression slowly melted into something dark and disturbed. Aqua eyes narrowing, scarred fists slowly clenching. He was livid.

I felt a tightening force on my shoulders. His fingers clutched on the material of my (f/c) shirt, crinkling the fabric under me and digging his fingers into my stiff shoulders. "Touya" His dark gaze snapped out of its daze. He immediately let go of my shoulders and stepped back. He bit his lip. "I-.." his once deep voice cracked, allowing his weakness to show through. "Sorry" He hushed. I shook my head. "Don't.." I trailed off. I couldn't finish my sentence. The spreading ache in my shoulder reminded me.

Ever since that day Touya was never the same.. he suffered through changes. I honestly thought he was going through some sort of teenage angst at first but I soon discovered it was much more than that.  The sweet and kind boy I knew buried himself under layers of cold words and a short fused attitude. I was able to dig deep enough, picking and clawing my way to his heart. I didn't give up on him. To this day I still struggled to pull him out sometimes. Layers over layers..

My heart ached greatly. The hanging silence in the air was almost palpable. He was enveloped in some sort of shock, searching for my gaze as if to confirm if what I said wasn't a joke or a lie.

After what seemed forever he finally broke the silence. I heaved out a small sigh.
"They're just.. sending you away?" I could feel the disgust in his voice. In a way I couldn't help but agree with his words. I was angry too.

"Yeah.. I didn't bother to hear the rest of it, but I think it'll be in a few months.. after all, the process of finding a foster home and all that stuff takes time.." I replied, the tears bubbling down my cheeks before I wiped them away. At this moment I just wished for the earth to swallow me whole.

Touya just stared at me in disbelief. After all I just told my best friend I was being sent away to god knows where. Where was I even going? What exactly was going to happen to me? Will I be safe? Will I even be happy like they said I would be? The anger inside him was apparent. He was probably holding off to avoid making me feel worse. His arms hung at his sides, clenching his fists to then release. He repeated this, composing himself.

"So they're just going to do that? No questions asked? Your opinion? Your thoughts? They just decided to do it?" His tone raised in a whip of anger, the water tipping over the glass of his heart. A storm preparing to strike at any moment. Waves enveloping me into the dark chaotic ocean that was my possible future. Will they drown me?

I stumbled back from his sudden outburst. Dry leaves crumpled under my feet.I nodded, not knowing how else to reply. My mind ran on a blank line about all of this. I only knew I was definitely angry. Despair, anger, sadness. Those could be some of the words used to describe my stage of being. Yet they weren't. It had all melted and fused into a haze in my mind. I desperately wanted to convince myself none of this was real. Touya slowly reached out a hand and approached it to me. His gaze dwindled with hesitation still fresh from what he had done earlier and because of my delicate state. "It's okay. It was just an accident" His tense posture relaxed as he lifted my chin with his hand. I was forced to look up at him. What I saw broke whatever part of me was still holding together in an instant.

Glass droplets pricked in the corners of his eyes, threatening to spill over. These weren't sorrow tears. They were from anger. His frail arms wrapped around my waist and brought me closer. I could feel his pounding heartbeat against my ears. The racing beat reminded me of drums. One steady beat after the other. A beat, an indication of life. The comforting sound reminded me everything happening around me was very much a reality. It simmered under my skin and ruffled over my worries all at the same time.

"I'm not letting that happen, we are going to get through this."

He asserted, no doubt left in the statement. This was his way of grounding me to reality and I wasn't going to complain. After he let go of my chin I brought my small hand to his cheek, wiping away the crystalized drops that cascaded down his blemished cheeks. Though his methods were harsh I knew I needed them. I needed him. I needed his rugged words to arrow through my heart and pierce me with the truth. The anger wasn't quite healthy but it came with honesty. I preferred honesty  over lies. After all lying is the only thing people seem to be doing to me lately.

I stared at those beautiful aquamarine orbs for a few moments, sharing the sorrowful moment with him. I smiled gently. A small spark of hope remained inside me that I struggled to keep lit.

"Shh.. it's okay, you're still my hero.. I know we'll get through this" I whispered soothingly, even though I was crying as well. I rubbed my thumb on his damaged cheek in a comforting manner. I had no idea if I had just deceived both of us. My finger brushed over the small scars he had accumulated over time, one over the other. Each one told a different story that I wished to put together some day. I was half way there. He trusted me. I was certain of it.

I didn't want to loose this, I didn't want to loose him. He was the only person who still accepted me despite all the things I've done, wether purposely or not. I was still a monster and my family had finally given up on me and on my power. I grabbed his hand, leading him through the darkness of the park. I came to a stop when my feet found the crippled plastic slide we used to play in.

He blankly watched me, his expression remaining stoic although his crystallized eyes told another tale. "(Y/N), this isn't the time to shit around in a busted slide" He scolded weakly.

I ignored him nonetheless , climbing up the crooked metal stairs. I reached the top and sat on the slide base. My hands rested on the rusted sides, dust and dirt sticking to my palms. I looked up at the dark sky. Soft lights lit up the endless night. Grey clouds hovered over the crescent moon. The scenery awoke a slumbering feeling of nostalgia inside of me. Every inch of my body felt like bricks, dragging me deeper and deeper into my own sorrow. I then did the only thing in mind.

I screamed.

I sobbed and screamed my pain out. Acute darts of sobs and whimpers reminding me of nails dragging against a chalkboard. My own voice made my head ache yet I didn't care at the moment. I cursed at my parents and the world for all these events. Cursed the world for giving me this quirk. Cursing at my family for giving up on me and cursing at myself for being a monster and a reject. The mind shattering wails fused and drifted afar in the cold breeze.

Touya ran up the stairs as well. Each step seemed to moan in pain as he stepped on the crumbled steps. He leaned down slowly and sat down, placing his weight next to me. "What the hell do you think you're doing (Y/N)?"

"Scream with me"

Touya raised an eyebrow, probably wondering what type of crib I fell off when I was born.

"What the actua-"

"Just do it. It'll make you feel better. Like this.."

I took a deep breath, filling my lungs with the fresh air I desperately wished for. I cleared my throat and held onto the unstable bars, screaming as loud as I could muster.
"I hate my quirk! I hate it so much!" I yelled before looking at him. I smiled softly, hoping for my methods to reach him.

"It helps. Go on..try it"

Touya heaved an annoyed sigh before finally complying to my request. He took a deep breath as well, his raspy voice breaking through the night silence as he yelled.
"I hate this! I hate my father! I hate our situation!"
I was met with silence after that.

"That wasn't so bad.." he murmured, a small smile tugging into his thin lips. His anger slowly sizzled down to be replaced with more of a light amusement. We then shared a knowing look, taking another deep breath.

"My quirk is a nightmare!"
"My brother is a nuisance!"
"My family hates me!"
"I hate my body!"
"Hanako was right!"
"I'm a disaster!"

What an edge show.
And so it went on, we both vent our frustrations to the evening breeze. We yelled until our throats were sore and we didn't have any strength to carry on. In short, it was quite the exhausting evening. In the end of the day we were just two lost children that wanted to let it all out. I laughed a bit thinking back on what we yelled and how comically tragic it sounded. I wanted to take care of Touya no matter what and I knew he felt the same about me.

The wind howled as we both panted. I laughed and pulled my knees to my chest. They slightly dug into my chest. "See, that wasn't hard." I chirped, trying to lighten the mood.

"It wasn't bad at all.." he added faintly. His voice sounded more gruff than usual from all the screaming. We couldn't help but laugh at the situation. How it was all so pathetic that it was even funny. Truly a dumb sob story.

"We should do this more often." I teased, nudging his shoulder. I dismissed the fact that "this" would be over in a couple of months. Dismissed the fact that my time with him was being counted down starting today. Dismissed the fact I may lose him forever. Dismissed the fact that my chest and throat ached greatly and I felt like absolute crap.

"We really should.."

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Hey guys! Hope you enjoyed this chapter. It was a bitch to edit because I went over it many times because I never feel content with my writing lol. I finally got to a product I could feel okay with so here it is!