What would I do without you (BKDK)

Chapter 16: mother knows best

3rd POV:

Mothers, they take care of you from the moment your conceived, to the moment that you leave, But Katsukis mother is a different breed.

Mitsuki lived by one very known motto, "survival of the fittest." She's never let someone get the best of her and she sure as hell won't let that happen to her son. Her oldest, and her youngest. Her pride and joy. Her brat. She raised her son to never be looked down on. In a world like today's she's glad she can sleep knowing her son isn't a rat someone could pray on, but you could only picture the face she made when finding out some low life was kicking her baby and her grand-baby out of the only place they've ever known besides his childhood home.

"IM GONNA FUCKING KILL 'EM!" The angry mother yelled standing up from the couch she was told to sit down on by her son, "shut the hell up! Sophie's sleeping you hag!" Katsuki yelled in a hushed whisper. He watched as the older woman paced around his cramped living room.

Katsuki had just got off a long shift at his second job as a barista. He took an over night shift knowing his mother was going to stay over to watch Sophie. He normally wouldn't but does he really have a choice now?

"When did you find out?" Mitsuki stops her pacing to look at her son. Katsuki looked away knowing a smack to the head is coming his way.
"...last weekend..." katsuki mumbled crossing his arms. He wanted to personally talk with his landlord to see is there was any use negotiating -there wasn't- but he still tried and he didn't want to go running straight to his mommy so she could show the landlord who's boss. Katsuki knew better then to overreact, he had to think of what's best for Sophie. And getting arrested for assault isn't something in ethers best interest.

"ITS SATURDAY! YOU WAITED EIGHT DAYS TO TELL ME!?" Mitsuki shouted once again but this time kept in mind of her volume level,
"Actually nine, I saw it Friday." Mitsuki was astounded, yes her son is an adult, and a father, but she doesn't get why she's always last to know, she try's her best to be there for her son and help him as much as possible. he's making it so damn difficult for her to do so.

She took a deep breath which rarely happens, and walked up to her tired looking son, gently caressing his pale cheek, "Kat, why do you do this to yourself...?.... Why do you feel the need to do everything yourself?" Mitsuki asked, her eyes going glossy from the ceiling light reflecting into them, "Me and your dad can help you- we want...to help you!" She added on more aggressively removing her hand from his cheek then wacking the back of his head.

Katsuki grunted annoyed by her action, he rubbed the back of his head easing the little sting that resided there, "I don't want your help, I need to find a damn place to live!" Katsuki seethed, "Kat we can help you out, we can give you money!-" that was katsukis last straw, he hated when people offered him money, like he was some charity case that couldn't provide for his family, he hated the pity.

"FUCK OFF!" Katsuki shouted enraged, he was getting way to overwhelmed. He hasn't felt this way since high school, and he had some shitty coping mechanisms then, but in a millisecond they all seemed to have resurfaced like they never left.

Mitsuki jumped back as she watched her son turn around and punch the wall next to the mantle. His fist immediately left the hole looking for another victim to brake. That's when his body moved on its own, unable to realize what he was Doing, he never thought for a second that anything could be worse right now. In one swift motion his uninjured hand knocked all the photos that were framed off the mantle, one smash at a time he felt the glass from the broken frames pierce his fists.

Mitsuki didn't stop him nor look away. It was as if he was 5 years old again, he's always had a temper, but it just got worse as he got older. She never considered therapy or counselling knowing that would do more harm then good. But as time carried out there was always one thing that would get him to settle down. Ride it out. There's nothing katsuki was more scared of then himself, what he was capable of. Mitsuki would always remember all the angry mothers who would talk badly about katsuki to her face, they say something along the lines of, "he's a devil!" "He keeps down this path he'll find himself in prison one day!"