I'll be here for you ~ Todoroki x Suicidal!Deku Oneshot

I'll be here for you

*Dream*

"HAHA! You shitty nerd.I thought I told you to take a swan dive off the roof. You are so pathetic and useless, you can't even kill yourself. No one will miss you, because no one very loved you!! You're a piece of trash! Do you need me to teach you a lesson? I'll beat you to a pulp, like I always do." He then kicked me in the stomach.

"Kachan? W-Why?"

"YOU. NEVER. LEARN!" He kicked my ribs, and stood on my throat.

I looked around and saw my classmates and teachers. "H-Help me!" I cried.

They looked at me. "Why would we help someone as pathetic as you? No one cares about you, so why would we help?" They talked in unison. I started crying. My mom appeared.

"I don't deserve someone like you. Look at you. Why would anyone love that? You are a leech on my life! Why were you born! You are a mistake!" She shouted.

"M-Mom... I...I'm sorry"

"I'm leaving you."

Bakugou then crushed my throat, and all my teachers and classmates laughed.

I woke up from the dream. That would be a rare nightmare for most people, but that's just the same dream I've been having for months now.

"Izuku honey, are you awake? I wanted to make sure you were all set before I leave on the trip"

Mom? What... what time is it?

I clenched my eyes shut, before opening them. The bright light from my window filled my vision as I looked around my room.

Where did I leave it?

Then I spotted it. My phone. I swung my legs over the side of the bed and stood up. As soon as I did that, the bright light started to blur. I stumbled over to my desk, where my phone was charging. I grabbed it and checked the time. It was still early, I had nothing to worry about.

"Izuku?" She sounds a bit worried.

"O-oh! I'm awake mom. I'll be out in a bit."

"Ok, Izuku. I made you breakfast, but I have to be going soon so I won't be able to eat with you." Now she sounds relieved.

I heard her footsteps walk away from my door.

Whew! That was a close one! I can't imagine what she would say is she walked in and say me like this.

I looked down at my arms, and the scars that coated them. I don't want her to worry about what's happening to me. I've already caused her enough grief.

I put my phone down and went into the bathroom connected to my room. I cleaned out the fresh cuts from last night and bandaged them. I walked back out into my room, and put on a sweater. I headed downstairs, just as I heard the front door opening.

"Wait!" I called out to my mom.

She turned around and put her bag down. I hugged her, and wished her a good vacation. After all, it was the first one she's had since I was born. We stopped the embrace, and my mother started crying.

"I don't deserve a son like you! You've grown so much!"

I made a comment on how it was all thanks to her, and she walked out the door to the taxi waiting outside. I waved, she waved, and once she started driving away I closed the door.

Your right mom. You don't deserve a son like me. You deserve someone so much better. Someone who hasn't caused you so much pain. I'm sorry.

I walked over to the kitchen, and saw the food mom had made for me. I grabbed the plate, sat down at the table, and tried to eat it. I put some into my mouth, and tried to swallow, but it hurt to eat.