Guilty As Charged (villain deku x bakugo)

Chapter One

I woke up and started my day as usual. Work out, take a shower, eat breakfast, and head to school. But it was a weekend so I didn't have to go to school. My parents are always traveling because of there stupid fashion job or whatever so I'm usually home by myself. I went out and checked the mail after I ate. I noticed I got the same red letter I get Every two weeks. They always consisted of "have a lovely day" or "your a ball of sunshine" corney shit like that made out of scrabble letters. I wouldn't admit it to anyone else but it was kinda nice. I grabbed the rest of the mail that was probably all bills, and went back inside. I opened the red envelope and emptyed the contents on the coffee table in front of me. There was only 7 scrabble letters this time, there was usually more then that. Was it supposed to spell a name? I started to rearrange the letters at least 5 different ways until I managed to spell what I think was the right word. I starred at the word making sure it sounded right until it hit me. I starred at the word horrified.

It spelled out the word, "kacchan"...

I tried rearranging the word so many other ways but I couldn't find a different word. I threw the letter and Scrabble words in the trash. I haven't heard that name since, since... No! I'm not thinking of that right now. I need to clear my mind, and some fresh air.  I grabbed my coat and keys and pushed out the door locking it behind me. I was so deep in thought I never noticed I unconsciously walked myself to the same park I used to hang out with, him. I sighed and sat down on the swings. I don't understand, why now? Was someone playing a cruel joke on me? It couldn't be him, his dead. That was two years ago, So why now? Why now is someone playing with me. Why can't they leave the dead alone. Is he really dead? No that's outrageous, how could he be alive? I'm going to find who ever did this and blow them up till there in a million tiny pieces. I made my way back home and tossed myself on the couch. I looked over to my side and saw 7 scrabble letters on my coffee table. I jerked up into a sitting position. I could have fucking sworn I threw that away. I think I'm losing my mind. I just need a good sleep, that's it. I'm just to sleep deprived and now my minds fucking with me.

A few weeks go by a Im still getting the same scrabble letters in the mail just this time, it's every week instead of two. Just what is this person's motive? Do they think it's funny to bring this back up after all this time? I wake up and do my same routine, and check the mail. Another red note, just great. I open it to find 4 letters this time.

"Deku"...

I threw them at the wall out of anger. I'm tired of playing this person's game. It's really pissing me off. I couldn't help but start kicking and tossing things. I was angry. I mean can you blame me? You would be angry if someone kept sending you messages that was about your dead classmate. I don't know if I was angry because they were toying with me or because of guilt. It was my fault he killed himself. I didn't notice tears were pricking my eyes untill I started to scream and fall down when I slid out from under the carpet. This was all my fault and now I'm forced to remember it. I was just getting over it to. DAMNIT! DAMNIT! DAMNIT! DAMNIT! DAMNIT! DAMNIT!

I didn't even know I fell asleep until I woke up in the middle of the night to a trashed up living room. Shit this is just one big mess to clean up. My throat hurt so much and my voice sounded raspy from all the screaming. I'm surprised no one called the cops, I guess there used to hearing screams from our house. It took me almost all night to clean the mess I made but as soon as my head hit my pillow I passed out. It was the only peace I've gotten in weeks. I don't even feel like moving from this bed, it's so comfortable and I have no energy to move. I probably stayed in bed all day just staring at the ceiling. I've never felt so hopeless in my life since I heard the new about deku. I don't even know why I'm this worked up. I guess it's finally time to get my ass up. I went and hesitantly checked the mail and found another note. This time it was in a green envelope. There was a good few letters in there this time. And something else in a small bag. I scrambled the letters around and it formed a sentence I was not prepared to read.

"I'm not dead, kacchan"...

I panicked and opened the small bag the person gave me. I side was a lock of dark green hair. It took me a minute to realize it was the same color as deku's. I tossed the hair and fell backwards on the floor. It can't be true. Out loud I tried to convice my self it's wasn't true. "Deku died Bakugo, There just trying to get to you". I yelled. "THERE LYING BAKUGO, ITS NOT TRUE. ITS NOT TRUE." I yelled once more. I heard a chuckle come from behind me. I slowly turned around to see the last person I wanted to see standing in my doorway.

"D-Deku?"

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