Once I had gotten to the hospital There was a giant crowd in the front of the building. A policeman and doctor were being asked questions. I shrugged and stares to walk to the door but midway of opening the door a last asked me "Are you Katsuki Bakugo?" I nodded confused on why she knew my name. Many of the reporters then came over to me and started asking me questions like:
"What happend to Eijiro Kirishima?"
"Is Eijiro Kirishima Ok?"
"did you know Eijiro Kirishima was being abused"
I sighed and answered a few questions before quickly walking threw the door. I remember that Eijiro's room number was 245 which ment I had to go upstairs.
Kirishima POV
I sighed and look at my wrist, I wanted to take the bandages off and look at the cuts but at the same time I didn't. I don't know why. Am I scared? Or do I just bot want to face reality?
I take a deep breath and then start to take off one of the bandages. Once finished I looked at the deep cuts I had made last night. A few of the super deep cuts had staples in them keeping them closed. I look at my wrist for a while.
So many scars , cuts ,and bruises
I cover my face with my hands as i feel my emotions start to well up. I started to think of all the times I ran to my room to cut myself and last night.
I have tried to over dose before but i always ended up waking up in a puddle of puke.
But if Katsuki hadn't found me
Im sure I would be dead right now
I started to cry.
Why did he save me
I want to be dead
I dont want to be on this earth anymore
Why couldn't he just leave me be?
I stopped and quickly started to wipe my eyes as I heard the door knob turn. I kept my face covered as the nurse came in
"Please get out I dont feel like talking to you"
I said to her
"To bad"
That wasn't my nurse...
I uncover my eyes and look over and see Bakugo I smile at him. I watch him sit in the chair that stood next to my bed.
Bakugo POV
I look at the redhead and smile. Last night the doctors had told me that their was a 40% chance that Eijiro would survive.
I sit down in the chair and look at Eijiro. One of his wrist bandages came off. I carefully grab hold of his wrist making sure not to hurt him. I look at the cuts that were on his wrist.
I kiss his hand and place it back on the bed "so how are you feeling?" I ask.
"Like someone just hit me with a bus" he laughed lightly.
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Please Don't Leave! (a kiribaku story)
FanfictionEjiro Kirishima a boy who is secretly gay has a crush on a blond spiky haired boy named Katsuki Bakugo. Ejiro's life at home is very bad to say the least. Read to see what happens (: This Story Includes Mentions Of : S€lf Hârm , Abúse , Suiçidë , De...
