"The Definition of Izuku Midoria" (villian/vigilante)

chapter 15: "WANTED"

Izuku pulled the knife out and began stitching his hand closed as fast as he could. He figured out what to put into the red belt: medical supplies. It was definitely a need.

Once izuku was done he put all the medical stuff away in the bathroom. He took a shower beforehand and began examining old wounds he had honestly forgotten about.

The bullet wound made by mr davis the night he was murdered had healed finally. Leaving a star like scar on his shoulder blade near his shoulder. It was a nice shade of red and izuku kinda liked it.

He examined the wound he got from chad when he stabbed him in the arm. It had healed and left a red scar too. It looked better then it was so izuku wasn't complaining.

He checked the stitches he just put in on his face. His mom cut him especially deep on the face. He stitched up the long cut across his eye and mouth. His mom managed to cutt the skin through on his mouth completely. Izuku was just glad she left izukus eye alone. He could still see out of it and it looked alright in the mirror too. izuku let out a releaved breath at that.

It was 7am. Izuku didn't have the energy or mental strength to go to school or work. He hadn't talked to inko sence the ordeal but he knew she wasn't in the house. He felt like something broke between them. Izuku could no longer feel comfortable or safe around her after what happened. And that scared izuku...

Izuku knew she knew he killed officer chang. With the break in bond, inko might tell the police everything. Protecting him might not be a priority for her anymore... izuku considered the unthinkable: murdering his own mother. But, he was torn.

In a few days I'll be April. 1 more mouth it'll be may and school will be out. His mom will be 5 mouths pregnant in April. 6 in june. 7 in july. The mouth he'll be sent away.

Izuku wondered and wanted to believe that the incident was just a psychotic break for her. He knew he was hard to care for and keep track of as of late. All the stress must have gotten to her... he knew he wasn't the golden child she needed right now and felt guilty for it... he decided not to murder her because he couldn't do it. He knew he couldn't. That would be bad. Izuku just felt so lost.

Izuku thought of people he could talk to and thought about Uraraka and Jesus. He didn't want to worry Uraraka because she needed to focus on her own family so he went to Jesus. 

He put on some casual clothes. Some green shorts and a shirt that said "shirt" on it. He thought those types of clothes were funny.

After he got dressed he made his way to Jesus's apartment. Definitely feeling subconscious of his looks as he did so. Inko hit him hard in his legs, lungs, stomach, and croch so he was kinda slow on walking and limped a little bit. He ignored it best he could.

Eventually he made it to his apartment and nocked on the door as gently as he could. Part of him did and didn't want him to answer the door. He did.

"Izuku? What the fuck happened!? Get in, get in!" Jesus said. He pulled him in quickly and made izuku sit down on his yellow arm chair.

The place smelled of weed and was kinda musty. Izuku was accustomed to the smell and gave it no piece of mind.

"What happened!? Aren't you sapost to be on your way to school right now?" Jesus asked. Izuku looked down.

Jesus senced something was wrong and sat down across from him in the identical chair across from izuku. The light from the window was like gold and complimented izukus green hair and Jesus's jet black hair. Jesus flicked jis cowboy hat upwards to get a better look at izuku.

"What happened son?" He asked for the 3rd time. Izuku whiped his nose with his wrist. He then vented to Jesus. Confessing everything. Even the murders, the drugs, the van, what he found in lillys diary, his vigilante peraona, his dad, him moving, what his mom did, what mr davis did to him, everything... everything....