Disclaimer: This chapter will include self-harm and murder. You have been warned! Read at your own risk.
This chapter will also be a flashback until the ending paragraphs.
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“Mother… please..” I pleaded, blood dripping down my mouth. She let out a horrific laugh.
“You think I wanted this?! You were a mistake I wish I never came across!” Trembling with fear, I got to my feet. Thoughts come spiraling into my, already-filled, head. “I was hoping I wouldn’t have to come to this, Y/N.”
“What are you gonna do? Hit me? Knock me unconscious? Kill me? Go ahead. There’s nothing good to live for anyway.” I spat back. She sighs.
“You asked for it brat.” She brings out her Quirk and throws me against the wall. “Quirkless brat!!” She screamed.
“You’ll be lucky if you make this last hit count,” I smirk.
“Can’t you two stop already?!” Travis exclaimed, pulling Mother away from me.
“Travis.. Leave.. I can’t have you being hurt..” I mutter looking into his bright, somber amethyst eyes.
“Really, Y/N? There’s no way anyone can get rid of me! I’m being taught by the best at the most prestigious high school for young adults, like me, who want to be heroes! And that school, as you know, is UA High! I’m striving to become a hero everyday! I’m putting all the work and the effort just so that I can save people and see them smile.”
“I’m hoping your dreams come true, Travis.”
“I’m hoping they come true too-! And one day, I hope to-“ He gasped for air and tried to breathe.
“T-Travis..?” I shifted my gaze down to his now, blood-stained shirt. He dropped on his knees and looked at me one last time.
“Don’t forget I love you, N/N..” He dropped to the ground. His breathing hitched, and his heart gave out.
“………..T…Travis….” I sob. “You… You’ll pay for this.” I got up and slashed a crushed heart in her direction.
“Hah?! Since when did you get a Quirk?!” She jumped back as she dodged each hit I threw at her. She knocked me on the head as I stumbled back, hitting the table top. Knocking a vase over in the process. “My prized vase!! I won that for best mother of the year!!” I let out a shaky, breathy laugh
“'Best mother of the year’ award? Have they seen how YOU treat your kids before? HAH. That must be some type of joke! You just murdered your first born!” I let out another crazed laugh. “You f<cking h0e.” I lashed out with hearts surrounding my arm, shattering and the ends go darting towards her chest. Police sirens were heard approaching the house. I drop my Quirk, and start sobbing right next to Travis’ corpse. “T-Travis!” I stutter out.
The police arrive without another word. They bust down the door and their eyes dart around the room like a pair of daggers being thrown. “Ma’am, you’re under arrest.” The police officer walks over to my mother and grabs her wrists.
“She’s the one that killed him! I swear it wasn’t me!” She hollered, clearly angry with what was happening.
“N-no I d-didn’t! I w-watc-watched you mu-murder hi-im!” I stammered and stuttered profusely.
“It’s alright miss.. It’ll be oka-"
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This feels all too familiar… Everything’s a blur…
"Y/N?!!!” Someone shakes me out of my daze. Kiri’s face appears into my vision. “H-hey?! Are you okay?” He questions, concern and worry lacing his words.
“Y-yeah.. I’m fine.. Just……” I think for a moment, “Just a thought I had.. But I promise, I’m fine!” I give him a quick smile.
“As long as you’re okay.”
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