Burn me then you turn me (On Hold)

CHAPTER 2

As it all caves in.

{Set a week after the last chapter finished from}
<Touya's POV>

Hands trembling my knees buckled from underneath me and I collapse onto the floor in a sobbing mess. Tears dropping from my eyelashes they trail down my face onto the ground. The words are a constant loop in my mind playing over and over again. The one sentence my mother said to me came raining down on me like a ton of bricks.
"Touya...I'm so sorry" her hands were gripping a sheet of paper. All I could see was a big printed 'M' and some more letters continuing underneath my mother's palm.
"I'm so sorry baby but your friend Himiko, she's been missing for nearly a week Touya" I remember screaming a trembling but I don't remember walking towards my mother and snatching the paper from her grasp. I look down at the poster now in my hand. Big bold letters spelled the word 'MISSING' with Toga's picture underneath. My best friend, missing and I didn't even question it. She could have been getting tortured or worse could be dead for nearly a whole week and I was too busy hating Endeavor's child to even notice. I was a horrible person, I FELT like a horrible person.

Himiko Toga had been my friend for almost two years now. She put a smile on my face when needed and was the closest person to knowing what shit I go through every day, she knew how to deal with it because she went through somewhat similar things. But now she was gone. My best friend, my partner in crime.. was gone.. and there was nothing I could do about it. I feel so weak, so pathetic. I finally feel like what I've been labeled as, Useless.
It feels like the heroes weren't even looking for her like no one was. Sure they put up a few posters but not enough if I hadn't seen any yet. I don't know if it's because no one at home would look for her or if it is because she was labeled as a 'menace to society but I don't care. that's my best friend. I KNOW Himiko, I CARE for Himiko. I'd finally found someone as messed up and broken as myself and now she's gone.

<2 months later>

It has been two long months since Himiko was reported missing and exactly 4 hours since I came home from searching for her to find that my mother wasn't coming home. My sweet, poor mother had been driven crazy by the old bastard and his successor. Turns out she couldn't bear to look at anything resembling Enji and decided to burn Shoto's face off. Endeavor didn't like that. He beat her and then shipped her off to a mental institution, all for harming his masterpiece. Natsuo and Fuyumi were staying at a friend's house thank god but that left me, alone in a house with Enji. The only thing he has said to me since he got home was that it should have been me. What if I wasn't so defected and still had my red hair it would have been me, not his prized possession. my fists clench as my brain ponders on it more and more, steam rising from my palms and the squelching sound as my skin melts under my grip. My head snaps up as Enji enters the room and I just snap. I let out a monstrous growl I don't even recognize as my own and charge toward the man. Hit and screaming, burning and biting I do everything in my power to hurt him. To bring him pain and agony and suffering like he had brought my mother. like he had brung Natsuo and Fuyumi, brung me, and deep down I was doing it for Shoto as well. that only helped fuel my anger, my hatred, my blood lust.
"This is your fault! All your fault Die! Just hurry up and die!" crying, screaming, kicking I was doing it all but I was hurting myself more than I was hurting him. He was thrashing his hands about screaming at me to get off until he finally gets a strong grip on my limbs and flings me off. Crashing me against a wall I feel the plaster of the wall give way and sink under my weight.
"Have you lost your mind child!? You're acting like that pathetic mother of yours!" He's yelling at the top of his lungs, setting my limbs alight as he beats me. The air starts to become too hard to capture, sounds too difficult to make out, and eyes too heavy to keep open. so I stop trying. I shut my eyes and let the cape of darkness slip me from this cruel reality. maybe this time he'll just end my suffering and kill me.