When the jester gets mad

Untitled Part 20

After spending the day at kacchan's I went to bed there as well. And it was...one of those nights.

I was hiding in the closet. My seven year old self was trembling.

I heard Mama scream. I winced. She was the one who told me to stay in the closet. He had a bad day. The villains got away.

Mama screamed again and this time I couldn't wait in the closet.

My heart was pounding in my chest. It was getting hard to breath. My hands were trembling. My breathing was uneven and quick. I was praying that Mama was ok. My feet moved slowly, when I wanted to run.

My bandages were falling off. Mama has put them on after he had hit me. She screamed so loud this time. Not only that but she was pleading for her life. She was whimpering and crying.

I peeked around the corner and my eyes widened. Tears pooled in my eyes and I put a hand over my mouth to stop my scream. Mama was laying there emotionless while the dirtbag was on the couch, bottle in hand. I knew enough to know that that means he's passed out, so I ran to mama.

She had a puddle of blood under her and her eyes were fighting to stay open.

"Izuku...my love." She whispered. Tears were streaming out of her eyes, and now they were spilling out of mine.

"Mama." I whispered, my tiny hand on her cheek.

"Izuku, you need to run." She pleaded. My mouth dropped open and I stared at her in shock.

"B-but mama! That means I'll have to leave you!" I whispered. She smiled softly and put her hand on my cheek.

"Izuku I'm going to die. There's no need for sugar coating it." She whispered,

My eyes widened. Time...stopped. Everything did. The woman that gave birth to me. The woman who cares for me and treats my wounds.

She takes care of me, and now....I'll be alone! I can't have that happen. She's my Mama!

"N-no mama! I-I can call for help!" I reassured. She chuckled softly.

"You have to let go Izuku. We both knew that this day would come. I'm so sorry that I'm leaving you with this man. I was a horrible mother." She whispered.

"N-no you weren't Mama! Y-y-you were the best mama to ever live!" I whispered. She smiled.

"Come on Izuku, sing with me one last time." She whispered. I nodded slightly and stumbled over the words a bit.

Over the mountains and over the hills

Across the oceans and across the lakes

The rain will pour and trickle and drop

The lightning will flash and the thunder will boom

But I'll hold you close in my arms

I'll help you throughout the night

And when the rain stops I'll still be holding you

And those were the last words I ever heard from mama.

I burst up awake in bed, shaking. I curled up in a small ball and put my hands over my head, covering the back of my neck. My breathing was quickening and I was having to take deep breaths.

Well I was trying to.

My chest was tightening. I can't breath. I tried gasping for air. Nothing worked. I was trembling and nothing could calm me down. My senses were shutting down. I could hear anything but her agonizing screams.

My anxiety was overwhelming me. Taking control of me. I couldn't think. I felt a hand on my shoulder and all it did was being back memories of him. I turned around and slapped the hand away.

"Don't touch me!" I some-what shouted. Then I saw Kacchan. My face filled with guilt and I slowly reached out to him, hoping and praying that he would still be there. He grabbed my hand and I dove into his arms.

I was crying at this point, and kacchan was holding me close to him. It helped when he started rubbing my head.

"I'm so sorry Kacchan. Im causing too much trouble." I whispered into his shoulder. He pulled me back so I could look at him.

"Izuku, we all have problems. I will always be more than happy to help you." Kacchan whispered. I scoffed slightly.

"Thanks Kacchan. It...it means a lot." I whispered. He pulled me close to him and I inhaled his scent. Oh how I missed that.

Where we would curl up together at sleepovers, and I hold hug him, smelling his shampoo. I finally had somebody to take care of me. And I didn't want to throw that away.

We went back to sleep, and then woke up a few hours later. We headed to the school and I was somewhat glad to be back. I didn't want to cause kacchan's family any more harm.

I put my hoodie on and pulled up the hood so not many people could see my face. After that nightmare I didn't want anything to do with human socialization.

The gang met up again, and kacchan went to his squad.

"Commmeeee here." Dabi sighed and held his arms out. I just walked over, dropped my bag and leaned into his chest. He patted my head and I got off of him.

"Alright thy leader! We need to cheer you up!" Toga said dramatically. I rolled my eyes and slammed my head against my locker, leaving a big dent.

"Don't cause too much damage." Crusty said in a bored tone.

"Says the one who fucking disintegrated their locker." I scoffed. He turned red in embarrassment and then we saw somebody.

"MAMA GIRI!" We all yelled. He sighed and everyone in the hall turned to us but we didn't care.

"Oh thy mother how we've missed you." Toga said, clutching his pants. "Will you finally give your dear children attention?" Dabi asked, leaning on him from the back. "You've been teaching like a responsible parent but we need to be taught how to be loved." Crusty said, putting a hand on his forehead, leaning onto Kurogiri's side.

Kurogiri sat there looking miserable and I banged my fist on the locker getting everyone's attention.

"Get your asses off of 'em." I chuckled. Everyone hopped off of him and saluted me. I laughed and rolled my eyes. I walked up to Kurogiri and hooked thumbs, and bumped shoulders with him.

"Have fun Giri." I told him. He nodded and waved, heading off to class.

"Alright fuckers, let's go."

Then I heard a sharp laugh behind us. I turned around and my eyes widened to see a purple haired boy.