LAVENDER| bakugo katsuki

21|𝗛𝗼𝘁 𝗦𝗮𝘂𝗰𝗲

Recap: After speaking with Aizawa, Akari made up her mind and took the first step, getting one step closer to feeling the closure and the love she's ever craved.

A/N: if you havent read the previous chapters, please make sure you do, as I realised some people don't receive notifications of this books update. :) THIS CHAPTER IS GOING TO BE LONG!! Put y'all's seatbelts on and get ready for emotions😌

TW: Verbal/physical abuse :(

A secret meeting was being held In an abandoned building. The dim light of the bar lit up the room well enough for everyone to see eachother clearly.

The league Of Villains waited patiently for their superiors orders and demands as the small monitor in the room began to light up, showing that the call is connected.

"Are you able to hear me?" A deep voice said, and everyone responded with a cool yes, except for toga who screamed out an excited "Yes!" As everyone glared at her, which she simply flashed her grin at them and faced the screen again.

"I've discussed some certain things with the boss." The voice said, "and we have decided on what your next mission is going to be."

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"I heard that some of your friends were going to the school pool to 'train' before the camp, are you sure you don't want to go?" Aizawa said, turning off his car.

"Yeah, I still need to talk to her." You respond, looking coldly at your house. "Has she even asked about me?" You ask quietly.

Aizawa sighed, his hand gently patting your head. "I know it's hard Akari-"

"No you don't Aizawa." You look at him. "You really don't know." You said, which was true. What did he know about how your life was?

You knew Aizawa is just awkward and doesn't know how to comfort anyone, but he was trying.
"Im sorry." You apologise for snapping at him, and the corner of his lips rise into a small smile, as he ruffles your hair.

"It'll get better. I promise."

After waving a final goodbye to Aizawa, you open the front door and enter the quiet, dark and dusty house.

"Mum..?" You call out, but no response.

She must be out again.

Entering the living room, your stomach churned from the sight of broken glass, cigarette butts, dust and trash, spoiled food, and a few droplets of blood, your blood still staining the wall and the floor from that day.

The bathroom and your mothers bedroom was the same, messy and gross.

You didn't like how your mother was living. It wasn't an ideal situation to be living in a house like this. You had Mirko and Aizawa, but she had no one. And she refused to acknowledge you as anything important to her, so yeah. She was alone.

As much as you wanted to hate her, you just couldn't. Even after all of the emotional abuse, after everything she's done and hasn't done you still can't bring yourself to hate her.

Maybe if I change, she'll love me.

With that in mind, you put on some gloves, tied your hair back and got to work, trying to make this house liveable for a human being.

After hours of deep cleaning, you wiped your forehead with the back of your hand and smirked smugly at your efforts. The house looked much better, the bathroom was shining and the floors were clean, all of the spoiled food on the floor and in the fridge were now cleaned out.