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Bakugou's POV: 

We finally get to apartment complex that is extermely run down, I walk past a hooker and go up the stairs until i can find his apartment. I get to a plain looking door that has a single flower pot beside it. 

"Hey is this it?" I ask to the sobbing boy in my arms. He nods and I try to open the door but its locked.

"I need your key" I say and look down at him.

"You guys ....took it from me.... Just leave me outside my door i can *sobs* figure it out" He says and I sigh. I kick the door as hard as I can and it comes off its hinges, what a crappy apartment complex its sad he has to live in this shit hole. He jumps and holds onto me whenever i kicked the door and contiunes to cry. I walk in and see an extermly bare room with one bathroom and a tiny kitchen. 

How can someone live like this..? I walk over to his bed and lay him down, hes still sobbing, I really feel bad... I took it too far today. Damnit I shouldn't feel bad for this stupid scar faced basterd. I look over at him laying down sobbing while soking wet. He's covering up his face while griping at his hair. I get up and fix the door, hopefully this will last for a while.

"I'd better get going, I'll pay for the door to be fixed better...." I say and he doesn't respond.. I take my leave and walk past the hooker again to get down the stairs.

"Hey~ What was up with the cryin kid?" She asks and I sigh.

"Nothin" I say and begin to walk home, I hail a cab whenever I get to a main street. Not even taking a moment to keep my mind off scar-face.

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