Mending one another.

🧡𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘯𝘦💚

🥦I'm trying a new thing were I mainly talk in 3rd person view.... I want try to challenge myself and 3rf person view for me is a challenge lol. 🧡💚🧡💚

💥Hope you enjoy.

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⚠⚠⚠⚠⚠ 𝙏𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙜𝙚𝙧 𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜⚠⚠⚠⚠⚠⚠
                   (Abuse/self harm)

"You worthless piece of shit! "

Slurred a men no older then 38 he had black curly hair and his stained T-shirt was two sizes to small showing an oversize stomach.

"I-I'm sorry s-sir. "

A timid greenette cried out.
His arms and legs were filled with old and new scar, bruises even large gashes.
Some self inflicted some not so much.

"Quit your damn stuttering boy before your punishment gets worse! "

The curly black hair men warned before slamming a broken beer bottle at the timid  boy's head.
The greenette bit his tongue trying to hold in any noise he might let out.
Telling himself over and over again he deserved this.
After all why else would his life be worse than the fire of hades.

The boy's father took another swing at the greenette's head before finally coming to the end of the gruesome beating.

"This place better be dead on spotless by the time I get back understand Izuku~"

The men purred into his son's ear while holding a fistful of the greenette's hair.

"Understood father. "

Izuku simply answered before being dropped face first into the carpet.

"Good."

Was the last thing the boy's father said before grabbing his coat and slamming the door behind him.

'I'm so tired'.

'Maybe a small nap won't be the worst thing in the world....'

The boy thought to himself before letting darkness consume is ever being.

𝐃𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝~

"Izu."

"Oooh Izu. "

Called out a soft angle voice.

It was a young women in her early twenties she was a little bit plumper but that didn't make her any less beautiful with the way her enchanting green eyes followed her young son's every move and even with her beautiful green hair braided with little white flowers poking out here and there.
She worn a soft pink color dress and the most memorizing smile.

"Yes mama? "

Asked the young boy.

"You know I love you right? "

The mother asked her son keeping a soft smile on her freckled face.

She was sitting in front of a cherry tree and her little boy had been messing with an ant pile before his mother called on him.

"Of course I do mama".

" And I love you! "

The greenette shouted before in bracing his mom into a tight hug.

"That's good sweety and you would do anything for me correct? "

The Mother asked her voice sounding like silk.

"Yep! "

The son exclaimed happily.

"Then I need you to wake up. "

The mother voice though soft and gentle sent daggers into the young boy's heart as he grew almost 4 feet tall.
His green curly hair bounce as jumped to his feet.
He was wearing nothing but swimming shorts giving the mother perfect view on how scarred and bruised her son was.

"Please mama don't make me wake up. "

Izuku begged tears threatening to fall out of his beautiful yet broken eyes.

"I'm sorry sweety but it's for the best. "

Izuku's mother stated with a slight frown  upon her pink lips.

"I don't wanna wake up! "

"J-just let me to stay with you please mama! "

Izuku pleaded some more tears now trailing from his freckled face and onto the dirt from underneath him.

Yes he look almost identical to his mother with his huge doe eyes and his white skin causing he freckles to pop out even more.
Along with his green curly hair that danced with the wind.
And his smile- Oh his beautiful smile, though it has been years since he showed even a small one.
Anyone who saw the young boy smile would instantly fall in love.

"I'm sorry Izu but your still needed. "

"Needed for what!? "
"To be abused and laughed at by father! "

Izuku yelled though his anger was not towards his mother but at the god who decided to make his life hell.

"Just don't loose hope. "

Before the freckled boy could say or do anything else everything around him including his deceased mother faded away and he quickly awoke.

'Frick my head aches.'

'I should wrap my head up before doing anything else.'

Izuku mumbled out loud as he slowly stood up though it seemed not to matter how slow he stood up because the whole room start to spin with each step he took towards the bathroom.

"Mmh I'm almost out of bandages.... "

"Maybe I could sneak out and head to the convenient store... "

Izuku silently mumbled to himself while cleaning and messily patching his wound.

He seemed to fine himself mumbling often almost like a habit, a habit that was sure to get him in trouble one day.

𝚃𝚠𝚘 𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜 𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛.....

𝓘𝔃𝓾𝓴𝓾:

"Izuku!"

"Get your ass down here now. "

I heard father yell from down stairs.
He sounded even more drunk then he was earlier.
Great another beating.

🧡And done!💚

🧡Hope you enjoyed the first chapter 😝💚