In need of help | Kiribaku

11.

This is a bit messy, next chapter will be better<3

About Bakugous current situation: the quirk restricting thinggys aren't attached to one another so he can move each arm "freely" aside from the chains, just no explosions. Man I must be sick in the head but you guys read it sooo..🤷🏼

Bakugou pov

Aww c'mon, you could have fought him. You still have your overall power, why didnt you hit him? I just got my popcorn out!
Will you ever shut up?
Hmm how about no.
How about yes?
Nah.
Fuck off.
Again, no<3

Anyways, are you gonna answer me or not?
Cant you think by yourself?
Cant you guess that I want to hear it from you?
If I could put you on mute I would immediately.
But you can boom boom boy..

Thanks for reminding me and how?!
Now you're the one who cant think for yourself. And since I know you would only shout at me again, here is your answer:
Take a swandivee~~

Oh you're so funny. I already tried that and drowning wasnt successful either. Come up with something better.
Oh now I am at fault? You are unbelievable Katsuki Bakugou! Your mom would be so disappointed in you. Oh wait she already is ahahha still rude of you.

Ohoho no we are not playing that game! You are the entire reason I am so miserable and unlovable! YOU SHITTY COWARD! WITHOUT YOU I WOULD BE HAPPY AND ABLE TO FIGHT OFF THESE DUMB FUCKERS!!!

I still sit here, legs pulled to my chest and crying for what feels like the hundredth time today...

This is killing me, why cant I or somebody else just END ME!

There is no other way out.
Why do I have to be like that?
That rude asshole who cant even be nice to their parents attempting to be a hero when I cant even safe myself from three god damn villans!!!

I'm just a waste of time because there is no fucking reason to try to train me for hero work. Its a surprise how they even still let me attent UA.

I wouldnt even mind dying while trying to safe others, they deserve so much more than me. Even if I'll never see them I just know it like isnt it obvious?

Lost in thoughts, Dabi entered again with something I don't even want to know what it is because it will be horrible anyways.

As he steps closer, his silhouette from the little starlight becomes bigger and clearer.

"Have you seriously been crying this whole stupid time I've been away?"

"Not your damn business."
"Never wanted it to be. Hah! Are you really that full of yourself?" I remain silent.

"Where are your big words? Anyways, I brought something to mess with you" he plainly says with his deep voice. Normally I would find it attractive but he is just sick and disgusting so clearly no.

He crouches down again to my level reaching out his hand making me flinch as he touched the bottom rim of my shirt and slowly but surely it catches fire burning upwards and around my body until the last surviving pieces fall down on the ground and I am bare chested in front of him feeling even more vulnerable..

I tried to hit them out but that would damage my sweat glands and my torso aches way too much for that. I should be glad he didnt snap my spine yet..

"Toga lend me her knife you know.." oh no no no..

I push my body even more in the corner as if that would make things better and try to kick him away.

"Should I brake your legs aswell?" He asks annoyed and I stop because I'll still need them when I try to escape.

"Good boy now where did I stop? Right, the knife. You know, I always wanted to do this and you seem like just the right person. A nice upper body with little to no scars."

The bastard scoots closer to me, I hold my hands up trying to protect me as I try to break out of my shock holding me back when I thought about what he is gonna do next.

He hovers over me, grabs my hands and pins them over my head, having full access to my body. My stomach twists, heart rate increases and my tears are back. I aviod looking at him out of pure fear. His right hand grabes my chin forcing me to look at him.

"I want this to be fun for me and you so if you dont want to turn out that bad you better watch getting to feel this wonderful piece of metal painting you in a new pure colour." He whispers staring into my soul and I slowly nod hoping this will be over soon.

The grib on my chin loosens up as I look at what he is gonna do next. His hand slowly slides down my throat over my chest to my lower body making me shiver and gulp.

"You naughty little shit, is this really turning you on? Oh if your pure little boyfriend only knew..." his evil voice cooes making my wish to die right here even bigger because he is right.

Next thing, his hand stops pressing down on my stomach and he picks up the knife holding it like a pen and he starts cutting down my body.

Red lines form on my body, each time the knife goes in deeper and deeper especially where my broken ribs are located and I cant help but screaming and whining out in pain.

"What a lovely sound Bakugou.."

"P-please- s stop it its unbearable!!!
Its too much I cant take it!"
I let out inbetween sobs feeling each contact with the god damn knife as a burn from hell and satan personally.

I cant look at it anymore and lay my gaze on the other bodies remembering that I could have saved them if I would have been born a few years earlier without my mental issues or if I would be better at what I'm doing in this life.

Its like he is cutting my soul out of me..

"Didnt I tell you to look at what you've got yourself into?" He asks and purposely deepens the cut he is on making me scream my voice away for a split second.

"You there?" I just nod, not wanting to loose more blood and suffer more.

After a few more minutes I finally start to get dizzy from the amount of blood I've lost, drenching my remaining clothes with the red liquid.

He stops and I try my best to follow what he is gonna do next. "This is already your limit? I am disappointed in you. Last time we met you werent a weak pussy who gives in from just a few cuts."

Just a few cuts? My body is covered in them, I can barely see any clean skin of mine. Everywhere is blood. He eventually leaves me to suffer consciously to make it worse.

I lay down curling up in a ball as far as thats possible because I don't want to squish out more blood and stab myself even further with the bone fragments from my ribs.

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Would anyone of you guys change places with Bakugou?

Voteeee<3))

Fun fact:
When I wrote it, my mind said "He is into drawing! He wants to draw hawks with the knife into his body!! Or write his name in it! Or do zentangles like with his abs and then lines!!!!"
THE ENTIRE FUCKING TIME

Somebody gets me a therapist.

Btw, I listened to a falling in love in 1920 or smtg playlist while writing this so when its a bit dry, I am sort of sorry. <3