season i episode i: y/n l/n origin (part ii)

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I really hope I see the Bakugou family again...but i knew that wouldn't be the case and this lingering thought or hope that one day i could have dinner with them would hoeplessly remain meerly an idea.

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y/n pov 

I reached the large wooden door but quickly checked behind me to ensure Mitsuki hadn't followed me, luckily she was out of sight leaving me to heave out a sigh of relief.  I really didn't want her too see my mother or father... it would cost them their reputation and who knows what my father would do....to me or mother. Taking a sharp, painful breath in, my trembling hand reached towards to the door and knocked gently. I waited for a few momments before i could hear loud thuds grow closer towards the door. Just from the sound of footsteps i could tell it was my father, angry as ever. I shut my eyes tight and cowered infront of the door hoping to avoid fathers piercing glare, but as the door swung open violently, i could feel that discerning scowl shoot through my whole body. "Where the hell have you been?!" Father asked sternly, his brow furrowing

"I..I'm...I uh.." I started mumble but was switly cut off before i could say anything of real value 

"I don't have time for this. Get inside, you've slacked off nearly 3 hours of training now!" He angrily told me as he grabbed me by my small wrist, pulling me inside

Terror consumed my body and tears began forming in my eyes. His tightening grip in my arm made me yelp out in pain, my body was still trying to recover from the training i'd just run from. He dragged me through the barren hall of the house. There was no family photos or any pictures at all. No decorations. Nothing. Just some clean, modern wallpaper streched across the home. Finally father let go off me, letting me follow him on my own. My arms wrapped around my frail body tightly as i tried to comfort myself. Soon enough we stood outside of a singed and damaged door... the training room, somewhere i'd spent most of my entire life in. No matter any age i was or how desperate my mothers pleas and crys were i always found myself forced into this room. Just to avoid the torement of seeing my mother kneel, broken, at the door i just accepted my fate. I accepted the fact that my body would soon be broken, stretched, and pushed whether i tried to run away or not. I'll always find myself back infront of this door

Before i could shakily enter, my father turned around, pointing at my bandaged eye. "Whats that for?" He asked, bending down to my level with a mean frown. My e/c eye widened in fear as i stood there, still as ever. I was trying to find the right words, the ones that could avoid any further fights. If he found out that it was my mother who...i didn't even want to think about what he'd do to her. But before i knew it, with one quick swipe the bandage around my eye had fallen gently to the floor. I looked into the eyes of my father, seeing him angrily process the state of my what was e/c eye. It was now bruised, with little colour risiding in my pupil anymore; a verticle gash in the middle, covering from just under my brow all the way towards the start of my check. My sight was blurry and even blinking hurt. I watched in agony as the number 2 hero began to loose his shit. His one defining feature that i had inheritted from him, had tried to be erased, now all that was left was the x shaped pupil that we both shared. 

"what the FUCK!!??" 

" WHO HAS DARED TO...." he paused for a momment face going blank. 

" Your dammed mother...your stupid, idiotic, crazy mother! Not only has she attacked you! But in respoonse you run off to some unknown place! YOU DISOBEY ME?! I can assure you that this is NOT TOLERATED!!" 

As he ranted and raved he raised his hand at me, i shrieked and covered my head, cowering in my own body as warm salty tears flowed down my s/c cheeks. I waited in agony for the imapct 

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