realities. (bakugou x reader)

part 12

~y/n's dream~

it's warm and sunny. my feet are bare on the cool grass, but i can feel the try dirt below it. i look around. i see a trampoline, but when i look around the backyard i'm, it in changes every time i look away and back. i know this place. why am i here? i don't want to be here. 

i look around me, no one. okay good. he hasn't seen me yet. I run under the deck and hide. i'm sitting with my knees to my chest and shaking with anxiety. my nose stings as i try not to cry. 

i hear footsteps. no no no no no. not again. 

TW: S/A

"peek-a-boo baby." he said with a cunning smile as he rounded the corner and scared me. 

i flinched away from him. "d-don't. not right now, i'm hurt." i tried. i looked down and my wound wasn't there. what? but I got stabbed-

"you're not a very good liar, y/n. but i need you to do this for me. you know you'll actually get hurt if you don't. now get on your knees." 

i gulped. "SOMEONE HELP ME PLEASE!" i screamed and tried to get up and run.

he got angry. he grabbed me by my hair and forced me into position and then smacked me. "shut the fuck up. you know they won't believe you." i put my hands on the ground and faced the dirt,, crying. he grabbed my face softly. "you're so pretty, you know. like a doll. now i suggest you do what i say so we can keep you that way."

i gave in. i was powerless against him. he was so much older than me, and a lot stronger. he unzipped his pants and made me suck him off.

daniel. he was 16. i was 11, and this was his house. he was my babysitters brother. no one ever heard me yell for help, and no one believed me when i told them. this went on until he was 18. no one ever knew that the older i got the more he did. he raped me several times.

suddenly i was on the couch in the living room. it was closed off from the rest of the house and the tv was really loud. i was watching a show on the couch in shorts because they didn't have air conditioning and it was summer. it was really hot. 

he inched towards me on the couch. i was all the way at the end, pretending he wasn't there. eventually he was right next to me. he was breathing down my neck, and sliding his hands down my pants. i grabbed his hand quickly in response and screamed "DON'T TOUCH ME DANIEL." 

and then i woke up sitting up, covered in sweat, crying. fuck. what the hell kind of drugs made me relive that nightmare? 

bakugou was suddenly wide awake and alert. "WHAT?- who the fuck is daniel?" he asked, angry but concerned. 

i looked away from him. "he's nobody. i don't know who he is." i said. 

he stood up and stood over me. "bull shit. you're crying. you don't cry over nobody."

"well in this case i do. he's a fucking nobody and he's dead to me now anyway."

"why did you tell him not to touch you?"

"BECAUSE BAKUGOU. HE FUCKING RAPED ME AND TOUCHED ME AND NOW HE'S IN MY DAMN DREAMS." i snapped.

he was quiet. i sat there and looked away from him. 

"is that why you wear the damn mens uniform?"

"to look less attractive to pervs? yeah."

he didn't reply. he just waited for me to share what I was comfortable with.

i swallowed. "he was my babysitters brother. i was 11, and it didn't stop until i was 13, when he turned 18 and moved away. i would scream, i would cry, every time I got hurt. no one ever came. you wanna know why i don't believe in heroes? because i never had one. i had no one. it was just me and his fucking hands all over me every day."