Downward Spiral (Izuocha)

Chapter 44 Back home

Izuku P.O.V.

We were in the car, completely silent throughout the entire ride and never making eye contact. The few droplets that went down the window were much more interesting that any conversation that would happen between the two of us. Uraraka had left to the dorms, refusing a ride back home and promising me that we would soon be seeing each other again. While my mom was doing the paperwork back at the hospital, I took the liberty to read all of the get well soon cards and stored them in my backpack as they would serve as positive reminders of my friends and classmates. That I am indeed not alone. I never got to speak with Uraraka about the subject except for that surface level confrontation and I truly didn't want to do it now, knowing she could possibly react in a strong manner and I need her to be calm when I tell her. If I tell her. As soon as my mom pulled over at our apartment complex, we walked out and into our place but of course, Inko Midoriya can be full of surprises. "You can go sleep Izuku. I don't know if you are tired or not, but it's late and your room is clean, I checked yesterday. Goodnight."\

Waking up to the sound of my alarm clock at seven in the morning was great, with only one interruption during my sleep. It had been an emotionally and mentally exhausting day and I had to dampen my pillow a bit before finally getting some shut eye due to how many tears I restrained yesterday during visiting hours. I freshened up and walked out of my bedroom to see my mom sitting at the table, waiting for me to eat my breakfast. "Did you sleep well Izuku?" A question with only worry but accompanied with a smile, asif to show that somehow things could be okay. Things could be better. "Y-yeah, not much trouble. Food smells great, thanks mom." I could only feel her stare while I ate in complete science, sometimes complementing on the flavour of the breakfast, wishing that maybe, just maybe, the plate never ended. Not because I was hungry, no, but because of what I knew would come next. I finished eating and as soon as I did, my mom grabbed my hand with her own, keeping me in place and asking what she somewhat already knew. "Were you like this before in middle school?"

I mustered up courage, knowing that I better do the talking mostly due to her wanting the best explanation possible. While slowly glancing around the room, I then settled on her eyes and started what could possibly be my most important little speech ever. "Yeah, I-I'm sorry mom. I didn't want to tell you that I was........ suicidal. I knew how much you worried and I didn't want to make it worse for you, really. Growing up quirkless wasn't easy and you know that. You saw my uniforms sometimes. You saw my bruises. When I got my quirk, when things started to look better, I still somehow managed to ruin things for everyone mom. I don't know if I really have friends. They are the first I had in a long time. And still, with such power and people around me, I always failed. Failed to save Kacchan, failed to save Sir Nighteye and even failed to do something that I thought would be for the best. Now I'm not sure if it is for the best, seeing how I worried so many people. But I always felt and feel like this huge burden mom. Like a Deku...."

She squeezed my hand quite tightly ever since the mentioning of my mental state. Of course, we both had teary eyes, me almost venting out my frustrations against myself onto her, but managed not to do so. Not today, it wouldn't be for the best. "Izuku, you are so brave and heroic, but that makes you the most stubborn man ever. You were never a burden Izuku, and never will be. You are my son, and like it or not I will worry for you, always, especially like this. I know it wasn't easy but know things are starting to become so great for you and I couldn't be more proud. But that's why you need to go back home and get much more support than only your mother." I blinked a few times, looking at her while silent droplets hit the wooden table from time to time, her eyes changing between my own and her glass next to her. "W-what do you mean mom? I am home." "I mean your other home. U.A. Izuku, with your friends and teachers. They all care about you, almost as much as me, but you need to stop being so stubborn and let them help you. For your sake and mine." We just sat there and at one pint, embraced each other, losing track of time.

Third person P.O.V.

Many where just lounging around in the common room after having had lunch and didn't know how to spend their time, having finished Aizawa's assignments a long time ago. Some may have been waiting for the impossible to happen, considering that they were eager to see their friend back. Everyone that had met him yesterday could tell that Izuku's attempt stemmed from something deep within him that he wouldn't just casually share, kept in the strong safe that was his mind. However, expecting him to somehow come through those doors after meeting Inko Midoriya and her protective nature, they weren't very convinced that Izuku would be arriving at the dorms today. But lo and behold, after 40 minutes of just mindlessly staring at the T.V. or their phones, a mop of green hair opened the doors to the dorms in casual wear while both his left and right arms were bandaged, reminiscent of his state after the Muscular fight. His classmates swarmed him like moths to a lonely light in the middle of the night, starting what was probably the first ever group hug of the Deku squad plus Yaoyorozu, Jiro and Kirishima having had their dreams come true.

Izuku couldn't hold it any longer due to the large amounts of affection, and proceeded to break down in front of his friends. The very thing he had been avoiding for such a long time.

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