I Might Die, But That's Alright - ShinKami - TransDenki

Chapter Four

Before we start I would like to warn you that there is mentions of rape in this chapter, the small sections in italics are flash backs of the actual scene, there are two of those. other wise there is only mentions.

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On Monday morning he made his way to school. He walked into the classroom and saw Aizawa, he nodded towards his teacher.

"Ah, Denki." The boy looked towards his teacher, "Hitoshi doesn't know, Mic didn't tell him."

Denki nodded again and walked to his desk where he sat down and rested his head in his hands.

The week passed quickly and, low and behold, on Friday evening, Denki's parents messaged him and told him to come home. So, he reluctantly walked home from school, feet dragging along to ground, the bottom of his shoes slowly wore down.

He walked into the house and slowly made his way to his bedroom. When he turned to corner to the hallway and he saw his dad waiting in his doorway.

"You know the drill." His dad stepped out of the way and made his way to the stairs that need to what would have been a really nice basement.

Denki gulped as he walked into his room, he put his bag down and got out of his school clothes. He got into really crappy clothes and walked into the basement after his father.

He walked down the stairs and tears fell down his face, he heard whispers coming from the room.

"You don't have to do it." It was his mother "She's a child."

His dad scoffed "I'm not doing the usual don't worry, darling."

Denki shivered, what is he planning if it's not the usual?, he took a deep breath and walked into the room.

"Leave darling." He directed it at Denki's mum then turned to the boy and grinned, "let's get started shall we?"

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Hours later, Denki limped to his room, naked and covered in blood among other things. He fell onto his bed and began sobbing instantly, no sound came out because his voice was shredded from screaming for hours on end.

When he woke up he was locked in his room. There was a bowl full of luke-warm water and a rag sitting at the foot of his bed. Thank god mum takes pity sometimes. He though as he got up off the bed and fell back on the floor next to the bowl.

There wasn't anywhere near enough water to clean his bode properly so he just tried to wipe off all of the liquids that were evidence of the disgraceful things his father did to him.

Once he saw himself as clean enough he wiped himself down with an old shirt to dry himself, then got dressed and got back to bed. There was splodges of all kinds of things on his bed, but he couldn't clean them until he had access to anything other than what was in his room.

His door was opened on Sunday night, the small form of his mother walked on and took the bowl out, "Get cleaned up for school tomorrow, I don't want to have to deal with your teacher coming here."

She took the bowl and left, Denki got out of bed slowly, he had barely even bothered to get dressed after what happened on Friday night, he was just wearing underpants and a loose-fitting shirt.

He got out of bed and walked into the bathroom, he hadn't looked in the mirror all weekend so, when he saw his face he audibly gasped, his right eye was lack and his lip was busted up and there was a large cut along his cheek and nose that would definitely scar.

He held back tears as he got in the shower, his skin was still covered in a thin layer of muck, so the water ran slightly red until he got the wash cloth and wiped it over his body, the skin around his cuts was sore and bruised, while he still had a limp from when his leg was hit with something very solid to stop him from thrashing around.