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9. Abandoned

You pace around your room nervously, biting at your nails, and looking down at your phone. It's eleven o clock at night. You and Keigo were supposed to meet at six. Hours had passed, and you spent your time texting him, spamming him, hell, even calling him a couple of times to try to get his attention. But nothing worked. And you had no idea what he was doing or where he was.

Sighing, you take your time to send out a couple more texts to him, hoping he'd respond. 

You: Hello?

You: Keigo it's getting late and we have to work

You: If ur going to blow me off at least tell me

Just a moment later, you look at the message. Seen. He just read it. He just read everything. You grip your phone so hard it could crack, feeling your body tremble with anger.

"Of course he's fine. He's probably out at some party getting shitfaced. I can't believe I was worried about him." You mutter under your breath, turning off your phone, unable to stand looking at the screen right now.

Even though you both knew that this project should be a priority, Mr.perfect-straight-A-student goes and gets drunk at a party. You still had to do the finishing touches and it would all be fine. But of course, one of the few last nights you need him, he doesn't show up.

To think you thought he could change. He's only gotten worse than he did in Highschool. He abandoned you all over again tonight.

It all started in middle school. You were new, nervous, and shy, and he was funny, kind, and easygoing. You two quickly became best friends, spending almost every moment together studying, joking around, and hanging out. It was perfect. For the next two years or so, at least.

Then, he went away for the whole summer, and when he came back for Highschool, it was like he was a completely different person. He had grown and was smarter, more handsome, more charming, more perfect. While you had stayed the same. That same shy girl who blended into the background. Who was nobody.

Keigo instantly became very popular, guys and girls all flocking to him, new friend groups and everything. Now, he still would try to hang out with you, but it would be difficult, especially with the new audience he had. Including the tons of girls that were crushing on him, that would bully and harass you for getting closer to him than they could ever get.

They would call you horrible things, knocked books out of your hands, pull your hair, and harass you online. Some even tried beating you up, but a teacher would thankfully intervene if it ever got to that. They made you want to die.

You found that your only solution was to stay away from Keigo. So you spent less and less time with him until it was none at all. But he didn't even notice. He didn't even care. And it's stayed that way ever since.

With a groan, you walk over to the cabinet in your kitchen, pulling out a bottle of whiskey. You know you shouldn't drink, it'll only put you into more of a depressive state, but if Hawks can get sloshed, why can't you?

Sitting on your bed, you began to take long sips from your bottle, quickly downing a quarter of it in a matter of seconds. You wish Dabi were here. He would make you feel better.  You texted him earlier tonight, but he didn't reply. You know it's because he's busy, but a part of you can't help but wonder if he's still mad at you for not answering and picking up the other night. But you did as he told you to, and called him back, so he couldn't be that mad, right? Maybe he's going to abandon you. Just like Keigo. Just like your father.

Then, you heard a knock at your door. You winced as you pulled away from the alcoholic beverage, feeling the liquid burn in your throat. Stashing the alcoholic beverage under your bed, you went to answer the door.

And of course, it was him. The one and only Keigo Takami at your door. Only five hours late. You're tempted to just slam the door in his face, but you don't, since you want to hear what bullshit excuse he can come up with. "What do you want, Keigo?"

"What do you mean? I'm here to work on the project." He is slightly tipsy, his eyes lidded, and he reeks of vodka and cologne. Yep, he was definitely at a party.

"It's ten minutes until twelve, and you want to work on the project? Leave me alone, Keigo." You start to close the door on him, but he puts his foot in the way and stops it.

"I know I fucked up, but at least just give me a chance to explain myself." He pleads, an apologetic expression on his face.

God damn it.

With a long sigh, you open the door, letting him walk inside. "I'm really sorry, I just- I completely forgot that we had plans today and-"

"You are ridiculous. You forgot? I can't believe you're doing this bullshit again. You always forget, Keigo. Ever since we were in Highschool, you've forgotten about me." You snap, and you know that was low, but you don't care.

"It's not exactly like you wanted to spend time with me either. Even now, you don't even want to be near me. Hell, you even refuse to call me anything close to an acquaintance." He argued back, his eyebrows furrowed and you can tell he's just as frustrated as you are.

"Aww, did I hurt your feelings? You're a big boy. You can get over it." You cooed in a mocking tone, seeing his fists ball up from the corner of your eyes.

"I'm the one who's hurt? Go run off  to your emo fuckwad boyfriend." He seethed.

"He's not my boyfriend you shithead!" You hissed back.

"Fuck you." He growls, quickly, harshly.

"No, fuck you, you pompous prick, you know-it-all asshole, fuck off and find some other girl to stick your dick in." You lashed out, and that was too much. Even you knew that.

  Keigo paused, a surprised, hurt, look on his face. You both completely stopped, panting, all riled up and angry. He took a step closer to you, close enough that you could smell the fruity sweet alcohol on his breath.

You're scared. He's going to yell at you. He's going to hit you. He's going to hurt you. He should. You were out of line. You deserve it.

But he doesn't. He just mutters something under his breath. "Why you little-"

And the next thing you know, his lips are on yours, and he's kissing you.

(A/N: WHWB SBSHSHSJSHHSSHHSSH

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