*the beginning*

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hey guys ash here, i know i didn't finish my other book if you wanna know why look at my last update on it hen come back here, for everyone else hopefully ill finish this book if i don get to bored to quick. i appreciate all of you thank you for reading my writing, and with all that said i hope you enjoy this book.

Bakugo pov:

It was the same every day. Same old routine. Same old boring life. Same expectations. Some days I just want to end it, and just like every day I woke up had the same thoughts of what 'she' was going to do today and what I was going to do to 'him'. I didn't like the stuff I said to Izuku and I definitely didn't like beating him up. I just didn't know how to express what was going on. How to show I was like this.

I got up and put on my school uniform bracing myself to go downstairs, I hope today is one of those days where 'she's' black out drunk and passed out on the bathroom floor. Even though it's unlikely it's heavenly when it happens. I slowly and silently opened my creaky broken wooden door that led into the hallway.

I stepped out the doorway, fear looming over me. As soon as I closed my door BANG. An near empty glass bottle was broken over my head. I could feel the little glass shards slip down my head and neck getting stuck in my hair and slicing through my skin. I felt the sting of the left over alcohol slip into the cut that had blood spilling out. "Not going to say good morning to your dear old mother Katsuki" her words were filled with venom. The second I heard those words I knew I was one of those days...she was sober.

"S-sorry mom I didn't know you were awake" I stuttered, turning around to face her. She was leaning against the wall holding the broken neck of the bottle in one hand and resting the other on the wall. Her grin spread cheek to cheek and her eyes filled with hate and sobriety. "Katsuki thought I told you yesterday not to stutter, it makes you look weak, worthless even. People who stutter wont get anywhere in this world you might as well be quirkless if you stutter" she stated before dropping the bottle neck and landing a hard blow on my head.

Hard enough to make my ears start to ring. "Sorry mom, I'll try not to stutter," I said trying to keep my centre of balance. "Pathetic, go to school" she said, shoving me out of her way. I am pathetic, I cant even take one hit to the head without being rendered useless. I walked down the hall and grabbed my bag exiting the hell I called home.

I walked down the street, the sting returning to my neck as my adrenaline wore off. I completely forgot about the glass. I touched the back of my neck blood on my hand when it returned to my field of view. "Fuck" i muttered under my breath. I'd have to take care of it at school I thought as I heard a familiar irritating voice. "Morning kacca- what are you bleeding?!" Deku practically yelled earning a few stares at the intersection we were standing at.

"None of your damn business you dame Deku" I yelled back crossing the road to our school Deku sheepishly following. I did it again, I hurt him....useless as always I cant show what I feel like an idiot.Instead of going to hang with my followers I went directly to the bathroom to examine the amount of damage the old hag did this time. 

I walked into the boys bathroom there were one or two kids in there gossiping about second year bullshit. I glared at them and they left. I walked over to the mirror to see a good size yellow and purple bruise forming on the right side of my face, some glass shards still stuck in my hair and cuts on the back of my neck. I took out some bandages and concealers from my bag and put everything on with my mask of a god complex and high self-esteem.

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Time skip to after school because i can

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Deku pov:

I don't know why kaccan needs to be so mean all the time, why he feels the need to bully me. Maybe he is right about some things. I mean I am useless and quirkless. I should take his advice and take a swan dive off the roof of the school. I mean it would make Kaccan happy. "Hey kid" I heard a gruffly man's voice behind me snapping me out of my muttering madness. I turned around to see a sludge person? "You'd make a nice flesh suit for me to hide in"

Before I knew it my lungs started to burn and i couldn't breath. This man was forcing his slime into me, killing me in the process. I clawed at my mouth trying to get a breath of air in, the burning got more intense as my eyes watered. It felt like I was drowning. I desperately clawed as my ears started to ring and my vision went blurry.

I blacked out.

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