A/N This is my first fanfiction and I suck at starting stories. It is an AU where Abigail didn't get stuck in the portal, and the fire was an accident. Ignore any errors in my grammar, punctuation, and/or spelling. I'm writing off of a phone. I'm sorry it's so short. Updates may mot be as often as I like. Just bare with me, and please review! Thanks for your support!
Disclaimer: I do not own any BH6 characters, places, etc. They belong to Marvel/Disney
How do you feel?" The counselor asked in the monotone voice she'd grown famous for. At least in his eyes.
Like the world is gone and it would be better if I could just end it all and it not be suicide. At least that way, I'd be with Tadashi...
"I feel fine." He lies, putting the most convincing smile he could, even though it hurt like nothing else aside from his death. She got a concerned look on her face, not believing him. She flipped through some papers.
"According to this, you haven't been sleeping, eating, or doing anything at all. You are not "fine". Despite what you say, I know you are hurting. Its been a weeks since his death, and instead of getting better, you've gotten worse almost by the day.
Tell her what you did. How you got revenge on yourself for letting him go into that fire. Tell her how many scars you have. How you came close to pulling the trigger of that pistol last night. Part of me said.
No! You want to keep that a secret, don't you? If that gets out, the others will be to ashamed to even look at you.
"Can I just go? I'm not really feeling well today." He asked her, giving a pleading look. He had to get out of here. She only made it worse by making him think of Tadashi...
"Oh, alright. But try to eat and sleep some, kay?" She said, putting his files away.
"Uhuh, sure." He said, grabbing his empty bag and leaving. Holding back tears the whole way home.
When he got to his room, he decided to do something he hadn't done in a long time. He called Honey Lemon.
It rang once...twice...three times...
"Hello? Hiro?" The familiar voice said on the other end.
"H-hey, Honey. I uh, I was wondering if you could come over. To talk, you know?" He said, his voice still a little shaky.
Hesitating, she replied "Uh, I really can't. Homework. I'm sorry. I have to go. Bye." And then she hung up.
Sighing, he took a shower, put on a pair of shorts, and then climbed into bed.
She hates you. They all do. Its your fault you know. Tadashi's death. If you hadn't of let him go, he'd still be alive. And you know it. They do too. You really think Honey Lemon has homework? She always gets that done in class. You. Made. Tadashi. Die. He's gone because of YOU.
In blind grief, he picked up the nearest thing and chunked it as far as he could. There was a loud crash, and he realized that he had shattered the glass frame that held his favorite picture of Tadashi. He rushed over and, not caring that it dug into his bare chest, blood dripping down his torso, hugged it as tight as he could. He stayed like that all night, not moving an inch and cried the whole time. Even when the tears stopped, he cried on and on.
