I sat in my room, music blasting in my ear drums. sure, it was loud, but not loud enough to drown out the yelling match between my parents down stairs. I laid on my bed, tears stained face carrying a bland expression. I bite hard on my tongue when I her my name fall from my fathers mouth. he was saying something I could vaguely hear... she's a mistake was all it took for me to blast the music louder. I got up and walked to my dark space... the bathroom. I go there when i'm not feeling anything... or at least I don't want to feel anything. I opened the bathroom drawer and...
that's where I spent the rest of my night....
I woke to the sound of my phone alarm going off. I wake with a jolt. I slowly peel myself off of the bathroom floor. I take a step toward the sink and turned it on. I ran my wrist under it and winced. the icy water was tainted a faint pink, the dried blood on my wrist slowly removed itself for my skin.
after the majority was gone, I grabbed a hand towel and dried my arms. I reached under the sink for the stock of bandages I hid. I had bought these while my parents were out. it's not that it needed to be a secret, but I didn't want them to question why I had a bunch of bandages under my sink. in fact, I think my father would encourage it so I could hide his 'mistakes' and 'accidents'. I wrapped my wrists and left the bathroom.
I went to my closet and pulled out my uniform. I put it on and went down stairs. I opened my fridge only to pull out a bottle of water. I went to the door and pulled on my shoes.
I walked into the classroom, not sparing anyone a glance. I head to my seat and sit down. the teacher silenced everyone and started talking about high school. I put my head down and zoned.
then I heard "midoriya and l/n? you guys applied to UA too, right" the teacher asked. the green head kid just stuttered something and I just sat there, not caring. for someone who couldn't give two fucks about school and never payed attention, I had oddly high grades.
I felt someone prod my shoulder. I opened my eye a peak to see... "well, if it isn't the self-righteous tyrant himself" I smirked. he looked baffled, but then turned back to being angry. "l/n, who the hell do you think you are? I bet you'd give up in the entrance exam, just like you do everything" the blonde said with pride. "ok 2 things, bakahoe. 1. you just said who I was so you obviously don't need me to tell you. 2. you're right I give up on everything, but I always usually do good with the things I give up on so thanks for the advice" I remarked. "WHY YOU-" "honestly bakugou, you think you're the most important in the room, but really, you just a one trick Pomeranian with anger issues" I interrupted. everyone gasped and oohed. "I'M GONNA-" perfect timing. the bell rang signaling the end of school. I left before bakugou could say anymore.
I walked along the pathway. It's gonna be hard to avoid dad this summer... ugh I came up to a park and decide to sit and draw for a bit. I sat on a swing with my headphones in and drew for hours that passed by like minutes.
it was around 8:00 pm. "l/n!?" a gruff voice called. I looked up nd saw bakugou standing there. "what the hell are you doing out here" he asked quite loudly. "I come here and sketch" I answered half truthfully. "ugh, i'm bored. l/n you're gonna talk to me whether you like it or not" he said. "not that I mind really" I mumbled. he came and sat on the swing next to me.
"hey l/n? what's your quirk" he asked. "hm? oh no one ever asked me that. why'd you wanna know" I asked curiously. "eh... so I know how fast I can beat you" he said. "it's called tarot cards. I can summon a deck of tarot cards whenever i I want. if I throw one up into the air and say a specific chant, it summons a beast corresponding with the card. downside is if i'm in a small area and the card can't reach at least a foot above my head, or more simply, I don't have enough time to say the chant before it lands, then it doesn't work. also I can only activate 3 at once, as of now, that is" I explained. "woah" he gasped. "did THE katsuki bakugou 'wow' at me" I asked with a giggle. "whatever" he grumbled. "I have another question" he announced. "hm" I hummed. "why do you always wear bandages on your wrists" he asked.
that question... made my world stop turning. what do I say? what lie is gonna get me out of this one? all I know at this point is I can't tell the truth, that's for sure.
"it's a choice" I said simply with a shrug. "it's a dumb one, then" he said. thank jesus (asahi lol) he fell for it... "well, you know i'm kind of dumb" I joked. "no, you're not. You just lack common sense. I don't think you'd be top of the class if you were stupid. you just make dumb decisions is all" he said. "thanks" I smiled... i smiled... what are you doing to me katsuki bakugou... i ugh "well it's 8:20 we should probably head home" he said standing. no... i don't want this to end... i don't wanna leave... i don't wanna go back... "yeah you're probably right" i said standing up, sliding my sketchbook into my backpack. "yeah, it was decent not screaming at you" can i go with you? don't leave me, please. i need you... i need someone.... help me "well bye bakuwhore" i said. walking my own direction. "i better see you in UA, so i can kick your ass" he shouted towards me. "don't doubt it" i shouted back. dammit
i bit my lip upon walking towards my house. i opened the door quietly, sneaking up stairs. i successfully managed to make it to my room without waking my dad. i collapsed on my bed, instantly falling asleep
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resurrect my dead heart [KiriBaku x depressed! reader]
Fanfictionwhat happens when a girl with daddy issues (aka abusive dad alert) falls somewhat for a red head rock and a ticking time bomb. *WARNING* THIS STORY CONTAINS THE FOLLOWING: self-harm child-abuse depression NOT FOR THE FAINT OF HEART AND CINNAMON RO...