Death Of A Hero

The blades across his skin

Izuku pov

I took the blade from the drawer and held it against my skin, hesitating for a moment before I harshly swiped it, drawing blood on an instant. I repeated these moments, minus the hesitation at least 20 times before I ran my bloody arm under the scolding water. In all honesty the only thing that brought this on was thinking of my mother. The look on her face at my 'funeral'. I watched from afar that night. Watching everyone's grief and misery, it broke my heart. I set the blade down carefully and stuck my fingers down my throat, while I'm gagging I let out a small cry, which I had hoped sho wouldn't hear. I suddenly puke up what ever little food was in my stomach and flush the toilet. I go back to the blade and hold it against my throat, I slit it, harshly sliding the blade across, sort of like swiping a debit card, just harder and faster. Just as I feel the room spinning and I sit down I hear shota knocking on the door.

"Izuku? Are you in there?"

I dont reply, if he thinks no ones in here he might leave it alone. I start to feel the numbness and wonder if I mightve gone too far, I quickly dismiss it as I hear shota knocking again. I don't acknowledge it as I'm starting to black out.

Aizawa Pov

I hear something hit the ground, and the tap(faucet) running. I know he's in there and it's worrying me, I know the all too familiar sound of the water running and silence. I used to do it myself. I realise that whatever hit the ground could've been his head and I start pounding on the door, harder and harder growing more worried with every passing second

"IZUKU! OPEN THE DOOR!" I cried. "OPEN IT OR IM BREAKING IT DOWN!" I stare to feel myself breaking as there's still no answer to speak of. I panic, breaking open the locked door when I see him lying on the ground, seemingly lifeless, his throat and arms covered in blood. My eyes widen in shock. I start crying, but no tears fall. I frantically search for my phone finally grasping a hold of it and I dial 999 (911, I'm British so sorry😭)

"911, how can we help you today." The friendly lady on the other side of the phone seems happy and welcoming.

"ambulance, i-i need an ambulance right now"

"Of course, address and details?"

"T-here's no time, I'm fine b-ut my boyfriend, h-he's committed su!c!d3, my address is 352 *** Street!" I could feel my voice breaking, and she must've heard it too because she sensed the urgency and panic in my voice.

"We can have an ambulance there in 5 minutes, can you prop him up and treat him yourself while you wait?"

"Y-yeah, think so."

"Okay stay on the phone until the ambulance is there."

I prop him up with shaking hands and press a towel to his throat. The operator chiming in and asking if I was okay, I wasn't but I'd say I was anyway as my default response. The ambulance shortly arrived and it was a heart wrenching drive to the hospital as the tears finally start falling and they don't stop this time.

"The place looks like a murder scene! Did he take any pills or anything?"

"N-No, I dont think so. Just t-the cuts"

The doctor doesn't reply as he takes my izuku away from me, disappearing into what I assumed was a surgical room.
As soon as he leaves though, I collapse. Wailing as the near by receptionist tries to calm me down. It took only half an hour, for him to come out of the surgical room while a nurse lead me to his room. I wait inside pacing back and forth for a doctor to call my name, my knees breaking under every step. As the doctor calls my name I feel myself sprinting into the room, and izuku is there, drifting in and out of consciousness. I run toward him, cupping his face and crying hysterically.

"Oh my precious love" I say, I didnt think about his name as he was suppose to be dead and they didn't ask.

"Hes in stable condition, he should be able to get discharged in the morning, good night."

I walk out of the room after giving him a kiss thanking the Lord that he could still live. I had so many questions but I went home to prepare blankets and snacks for him, I didn't sleep that night. The first thing in the morning I drove to the hospital to pick him up where I was happy to see that he was able to walk, and stay awake for the most part, he walks toward me looking anxious and even scared.

"Hey, sho. I'm so sorry."

"It's okay love, I have questions though. Shall we?"

"Yeah, let's go."

The car ride home was short and sweet, although the air was sad I was greatful to have a chance at holding my izuku in my arms for another day.

When we got back I asked him to get into his pajamas and come into the living room for his surprise,

"Ta-daaa! I made a pillow Fort for us izuku, climb in."

Izuku did as I said and asked me if I had any questions, of course i did.

"Why?"

"My funeral. I watched it, I saw everyone's faces. I watched as my mother weeped, I saw as my friends and wife reminisced and cried, I watched and you, all might and bakugo met my mother and cried together. I watched the broadcast afterwards and I realised I was loved. And I didnt deserve it."

Wow. That was alot. Coming from izuku.

End of chapter

Writers note: thank you again for reading, I know its very morbid today and I know I'm not the best at dialog but I'm working on it😅 always remember that if your struggling there will always be people out there for you. I started back up at school today and it's so tiring so I'm sorry if I dont get chapters out fast enough, but I'm going to try my hardest! Thankyou for reading!