Going Throuhg Life (Sad/Abused Todoroki angst)

Chapter 5 - Do you know why you have been punished?

No one's pov
Endevour along with Shoto walked into his study and closed the door. It was a big, old styled japanese room. Many bookshelves, few painting on the walls, even a flover by the window. In the center of the room, there was a masive desk with a computer and some papers on it.
Endevour let go of his son's arm and walked to stand in front of him. He looked at the two toned boy, who was now facing a floor, with no emotions on his face.

"Take off your shirt . " Enji spoke.
Todoroki did as told and took his shirt off, but not totally. It still remainded on his force arms, covering his wrists. Only his chest and back were fully exposed.

"Turn around." Once again spoke Endevour and once again Shoto obeyed comletly, exposing his bare back to the man he called father.

Todoroki knew what was coming, it always happened the same. After years he was almost numb for those things, almost...

In the midtime Endevour took his belt off.
(im littelary crying writing this, poor boy shoto)
He walked closer to his son and held his right arm with a belt in it up.
Then he made a hit, right in the center of boys back.
Shoto let out a small yelp. He didn't feel pain at this point anymore. He only felt anger, which now overcame the feeling of being scared from before.

Now he felt only a strong hater towards Endeavor.

That didn't mean the hits weren't paintful. Quite the opposite, Endevour hits were hard and left marks almost immidietly.
After putting 6 or so more hits Enji stopped.
Now the red liquid started streaming from made a seconds before wounds.

He put his belt back into its place and turned his attencion back to the boy.
"Do you know why you have been punished?" he asked.

"Yes."

"And why is that?"

"Because i have spoken back." Todoroki answered carefuly, not to anger Endevour more then he already was.
"Exactly, remember this boy, do NEVER speak when  don't spoken to. Understood!?"

"Yes... sir'.."

"Very well, now go take care of your face, you have school after the weekend. Oh, and tell me, whose fault is all of this?"

"It is my fault, i did this to myself."

"Thats right, you are dismissed now." And with that said Enji turned around and walked to his desk while Shoto gave a nod and exited the room closing the door behind him.

Todoroki's pov
I quickly but quietly run to my room and  closed the door shut behind me.
Emotions were boling inside of me.
'I hate him, i hate HIM! Why cant he just leave me alone? ! That's bullshit, making me say all of these things! Damn, i just can't with it! I can't with HIM! '

I felt everything and nothing at the same time. Yet i started to cry, second time this day.
I sat on the floor, having no will and energy to set up my futon now.
Once again i thought about what had just  happened.

'Why must I always be so stubborn, why couldn't I keep my mouth shut for one fuckin' time. Stupid! '
I could have skip all of this if i was more responsible and able to think before i speak.
Thoughts like this were popping in my head for next few minutes. I managed to calm down a little and as adrenaline floeded away the physical pain hitted me. I remembered the fresh wounds on my back and the cuts... ye the ones from school.
I stood up and made my way to the bathroom. I took off my shirt fully now and looked down at my wrists. The toilet paper was still there, soaked with blood now. I took it off carefully and reviled my demaged skin.
'Good thing he didn't see them, i would be in much more trobule.'

I washed my hands and wrists with cold water. 'The cuts aren't that deep, they probably won't even scar.'

Then i turned around and looked into the mirror on the wall. My back did not look good, you could see dried blood on it. Yet it wasn't the worst it could have been.
'HUh, looks like he didn't wanted to overwork himself, we both know he can do better...'

FLASHBACK
No ones pov
"Dad please! Stop it! Please I'm sorry, i won't do this again, please!" little Shoto screamed as his father harashly dragged him into his study.

"Take off your t-shirt."

"Noo... Please, don't.."

"DO IT, NOW!" Endevour screamed finally convicing the boy to take his top off as he took off his belt.
(my heart hurts now, im sorry)
Then he placed two hits on Shotos back. The boy cried out in pain. It wasn't all thought. Enji hit him once more and boy collapsed onto his knees.

"That is what you get when you disobey me. And remember this , never speak when unspoken to!"

After saying that he left, leaving crying boy on the floor all by himself.

END OF FLASHBACK

Todoroki's pov
' God, 10 years passed and I'm still getting beat for the same thing over and over again, guess i really am dumb, if i can learn even one that simple thing. Half of my problems would disapear then.... heh.' i thought while getting into the shower to wash my back.

To think about it, that time wasn't the worst either. But I had it so many Times that I can't choose which was the worst. The only diffence always was the number of hits and the sometimes reason why I'm getting punished changes.
So in termes of the worst beating i've ever had, first place would belong to one of my first times. That's because my pain toleration almost didn't existed back then. With each other time i've been getting more and more immune.

Warm water started to hit my back, it was kinda relaxing to be honest. But still, it was long ago since stress became a part of my live so it couldn't just go away thanks to a shower.
I got done quickly and exited the shower wraping myself with a towel. I dried my body and got dressed into some comfortable clothers. I had one more thing to do now. That was take care of now big and red brush located on my left check.
'I'll have to put some ice-'

My thoughts were interupted by a knock to the door.
'Please dont be him...'

A/n Another chapter is out. Yay, writing this story makes me feel better, it works kinda like a vent book for me tbh. Im making todoroki i can relate to in some ways. Anyway hope u like this fanfic so far have a good day/night, bye bye
Also im getting online classes for the this week so imma have more time for writing 😄

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