Traitorous Love

Chapter 22- I'm Done

Your POV

I'm done. I'm so fucking done. I thought she wasn't going to pull that shit with Keigo, and yet here she is, literally coming out and asking if I slept with him? Asking if I'm in a relationship with him? He may be my friend, but does she realize that he is my freaking boss? I new she would chew me out, I knew she would, but him? What is she thinking?

I walk into her study where she usually is after we "fight" which is literally her crying and making me feel like I'm the villain. But this time, I know I did absolutely nothing wrong. She is making false accusations, just because I dated Bakugou. Just because she found us making out, doesn't make me a slut.

*Flashback (in third POV)*

(y/n) and Bakugou were walking to (y/n)'s house after getting dessert. It was their first year at UA and they had confessed their "love" for each other. They had an amazing day together; starting by sitting at the park and cuddling, talking about the future, things they wanted in their life. Then they had gone to get lunch, continuing their talks of the future, before they finally decided that they wanted dessert- ice cream. 

Smiling the two of them walked back to (y/n)'s house. Her parents were out of town, so she figured it would be safe for  her and Bakugou to spend the rest of the night together, wherever it led. 

She opened the front door and the two of them went inside. They sat down in the living room cuddling, finishing their ice cream, and watching some TV. Soon the two of them finished their ice cream and cuddled, (y/n) on top of Bakugou, her head on his chest, while his hands were around her waist.

(y/n) lifted her head up from his chest, and looked deep into his crimson eyes, "I really liked spending time with you today," she smiled.

Bakugou gave a smirk, "Of course you liked spending time with me, dumbass. I'm the best boyfriend ever,"

(y/n) rolled her eyes playfully, "Yeah," she got closer to him, "yeah you are," and planted her lips to his. He moved his hands up from her waist, raising her top slowly. His hands touched her bare skin, and that alone was enough to make her moan. 

"(y/n) you are just so easy," Bakugou says breaking their kiss. 

"Oh shut up," and she smashed her lips to his this time. 

*SLAM* "What the hell is going on in here?" (y/n)'s mom screeched. (Y/n) and Bakugou break their kiss and scramble off each other.  They both stand there in shame while (y/n)'s mom just stares in utter shock. 

"Mom? What are you doing? I thought you weren't coming back until tomorrow!" (y/n)'s voice trembled. 

"What am I doing? What are you doing? Who is this boy?" Her mother screamed. Bakugou looked visibly angry. 

"T-this is Bakugou," (y/n) introduced "m-m-my b-boyfriend," she stammered, her voice trembling. 

Her mom stared at her in utter shock, "Your what?" she screamed.  She stared at the two of them angrily. Shocked that her daughter was dating this boy, unable to process that she was just making out with him minutes before. 

"Get out," she said to Bakugou, "get out, and never come near my daughter again," 

After that Bakugou hadn't talked to her for days, it wasn't until she had cornered him and explained to him her ridiculous and over-bearing parents did the two of them reconnect again. 

*End of Flashback- back to Your POV*

I walked into her study to find her sitting there, like nothing had happened. Like she hadn't just humiliated me, called me a slut and make me wish I had never been born. Nope she totally didn't do any of it (can you hear the sarcasm?). 

Mom looked up, "Are you here to apologize?" she asked. 

The nerve of this woman, if anyone is going to fucking apologize it's her for emotionally tormenting me for years, "Actually, mom, I'm not going to apologize,"

"Excuse me?"

"Did you not hear me? I'm not going to apologize, you know why? Because I did absolutely nothing wrong! I didn't have sex with anyone. I didn't have sex with Hawks, and I sure as hell am not a slut. So tell me why the hell would I tell you I am sorry?" I huffed and watched her shocked expression. She opens her mouth, "No you don't get to say shit, it's my turn! You don't love me, you just, hell I don't even know what you want, and frankly I don't care. You just like to push me around, call me a whore, and then cry when I do one little thing wrong. You don't care about the fact that I have been overworked since I was six, just for the sake of what? Being like you? Guess what I don't want to be like you. I hate you, you are the reason I hate life," I narrow my eyes at her, "and you know what I do to people I hate?" I don't wait for a response, "I cut them out of my life," Mom's eyes widen, "I don't need you anymore. I don't want you or your toxicity in my life. I don't want your ridiculous accusations, the humiliation, and the stress of being your daughter, in my life anymore," I take in a  deep breath. There is no going back from this. "As of this moment I am no longer your daughter anymore," 

Mom stood there in shock. I was too, honestly I didn't realize I was going to say all that, especially the last part. 

I turn around on my heels and walk out. Based on the shocked faces of dad, Keigo and Cece, they heard the conversation, or rather the screaming match, "I'm leaving," I say sternly and turn for the front door. 

I hear Keigo get up, murmuring a small thank you, and start walking behind me. My hands are balled into fists, knuckles are white. I didn't realize how tightly they were clenched until I got to the front door to open it. I see blood pooled in my hand, and I realize that my nails caused the half moon cuts. I walked down the driveway, when I hear the screeching voice of my mother, "You stupid bitch, you think you don't need us?"

I stop in my tracks, and walk back towards her, "I don't need you. I don't need Cece, but I do need dad," I say slowly. Balling up my fists again I turn around, "Oh, and also don't worry about the money situation," I say, "I don't need your money either,"

I walk back down the driveway, where Keigo was standing, looking glib, "You okay kid?" He whispers. 

"I'm fine," 

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