Y/n POV
⚠️Tw: Ábûsé, mentions of r@pé ( it'll be in italics at first but then later it is mentioned briefly, read at your own risk
Also a lot of POV jumping
Everything is white as I look around. It goes black and white over and over, straining my eyes.
I hold my head as I whimper and look down. Soon it stops and I feel like I'm falling. I fall through a familiar street.
I phase through the roof and land in the bed of the room. I look around and I start to cry. I get off the bed.
I'm in my ex boyfriends room. I run to a news paper and read the date. I gulp as I realise it's the date my 'boyfriend' séxuàlly àssûltéd me. I look up into the vanity and look at myself, it is me, but back when I was 14, my hair was long and brown, no makeup, baggy shirt and sweatpants.
I gulp, I had suppressed these memories for so long I couldn't remember them.
When Katsuki opened up to me in the car I thought back to this moment, now I have to relive it.
I look around the room lookin for a way to defend myself as I know that my ex ( let's call him Logan.) Is going to come through that locked door in a little while and force me to do ungodly things.
I look under the bed and everywhere I can. All I can find is shit. I try the door but of course he locked it. I go to the window and peer off. It is much too high to try and escape.
I start to cry.
I check his entire room again looking for something, anything. I grab a hair brush as thats the best I have.
I check the time, it is 10:17, meaning I have about three minutes. I hide under the bed and whimper in fear. I notice under the bed this time that he has a pocket knife, I grab that as well.
Soon the door rattles as he opens it. The pungent reek of alcohol fills my lungs as I try not to cough.
"Come on bitch, *hic* where are you?" He says. He checks the cupboard. He walks slowly around the room.
"I'm not in the mood for games you little slut." He checks behind the curtain. My hands begin to shake violently as I'm in the only spot left to check.
I watch his feet angle towards the bed. Son he jumps into the bed, landing on top of me, making the spring push me into the floor. I whimper in pain. The bed seems to slow with the springiness as I see his hands each grab a side of the bed where I can see. Soon his head comes down as well.
"Found you you little bitch." He reaches for me but I stab his hand. He yells out and pulls me out from under the bed, I'm only short which sadly makes it easy to grab me.
"STOP FUCKING FIGHTING ME YOU USELESS SACK OF SHIT!!" He beats me as I keep trying to stab him, eyes rolling uncontrollably as I feel him grab my wrist. He pulls the knife out of my hand and throws it to the floor.
He pushes me onto the bed.
Bakugo POV
I wake up to Y/n whimpering and crying on me in her sleep. She looks really distressed. I shake her gently.
"Y/n, it's just a dream baby, wake up." I coo to her as I try to wake her up.
She gets worse.
