I sit up quickly, gasping for air. The pain in my bones hits me like a wave and groan. I look at my hands.
I'm back.
I look around my boring room. A mess. I blink a couple of times and sigh.
I'm back.
I fling my legs over the edge of my bed and look at the ground. I can see through both my eyes.
I'm back.
Why don't I feel like I believe that? Why do I feel like I'm in a dream? Why... Do I feel a sense of despair when I think of those words.
I slowly stand up, my muscles sore and my bones aching. I take in a sharp breath as I begin making my way to the door of my familiar bedroom. I must've come back when I went into that world... Maybe it was just a dream.
I look out the window. It's still dark. I limp through the hall, but stumble back and cover my mouth when I see the man I despise so much in the kitchen. Fear strikes in my chest and my lungs cease up.
*trigger warning*
I fall on my ass and whimper a bit when the fall hits some bruises. The noise catches the man's attention and a dark feeling grows in my stomach when his eyes meet mine.
His pupils aren't focused from the alcohol and he glares at me. "Haven't... Haven't you had enough, girl?" He growls.
My hands begin shaking. He stumbles into the hall and I scramble back. He laughs. "You're so... Weak."
The word stabs me.
Weak.
That's all I've been, huh?
Weak.
Worthless.
Trash.
Unimportant.
His crazy expression is one I've seen on him for as long as I can remember. His unbalanced stance. His rough breathing. His hatred for me. He comes closer until he's towering over me.
His shadow drapes over me and I'm once more... Under the control... Of fear.
His eyebrows knit into a frown. "You... Little... Bitch." His foot comes towards me as this word leaks from his mouth.
Pain...
It's all I know.
Pain and fear...
Everywhere.
School, home, and my mind. The pain of bruises, being beat, fights. The fear of my thoughts, being forced to jump, being... Alone forever. Never saved from this pain.
I cover my head with my arms and bear the kicks. I try to drown out his yells, but they fill my head instead. His kicks hit every bruise. He leans down and grabs my hair. My scalp burns and my neck aches as he brings me up. Tears form in my eyes. His eyes stare into mine. Then, he smirks.
"Have you... Had enough yet?" The man snarls. The alcohol on his breath fills my nostrils.
"Stop... Please... Stop." I sob.
He chuckles. "I don't think I should until you've learned your lesson." He smashes my face against the wall and I yelp.
"Stop!" I scream. I slump down to the floor, dark red blood trickling down my face from my head. He kicks my stomach and I fall to my side once more. I cough up blood and he does it again. Again. And again.
My vision gets blurry. "*cough*... Stop..."
He kicks me again. His eyes are angry. "You bitch! Shutup!!!"
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A New World (Todoroki x OC)
FanfictionYour an abused girl that watches anime to get rid of the pain. One your favorite shows is MHA. One day, your watching it after you just got beat and you wish to be in their world. Then you wake up in the body of an anime character with a quirk of il...