It has been 6 years since the abuse started and 5 years since Kacchan started bullying me. It was the same routine every day, wake up get yelled at go to school get beat behind the school be late to class get yelled at and laughed at finish school get beat again come home and get hit and told to clean and get beer. I was tired of it. I was cleaning but cut my self on a peice of broken glass. At first it hurt but then it felt like the whole world evolved around me. It felt like a stress relief it felt nice. After I cleaned the house I had to go to the store to get beer. I took some extra cash I will just say the price went up. I was walking to the store when i saw Kacchan coming up to me. "Were ya going nerd?"
"I'm going to the store to get stuff for my dad."
I start to walk away when I hear him yell.
"DONT YOU DARE IGNORE ME YOU NERD!"
"Kacchan please, I have to get home before 8:00." "Why, got a bedtime?" I hear him walk away and look at the time it was 7:23 "Shit I have to hurry!" I got the beer and was looking for a razor. Once I found it the time was already 7:48 after I got home I was punched in the face. I was given a beating and a scar on my thigh that would stay forever it read out the words useless. I sigh and sneak out the window. I went to the playground where me and Kacchan used to play it was abandoned and covered in vines and rust. I sat on the swing and just rested. I was to deep in thought I was thinking about the heros and was thinking if I will ever be saved from this life. I felt someone tap on my shoulder and I flinched and looked over to see pro hero eraser. "You okay kid? Your coverd in blood, bruises, and cuts."
"Yeah I'm fine, I've just been clumsy at school and keep falling."
The kid puts on a flashy smile that would look believable to anybody but I can tell it's fake.
"Sorry for the trouble Eraser I'll get home now." Just as I was about to get home I heard Kacchan say
"Oi Deku! Who is this homeless freak!? And didnt you say you had to be home before 8:00?"
"Deku is it?"
"No my name is Izuku Mydoira, Deku is just a nickname."
"Ok, loudmouth! Can you walk you're friend to his house?"
"THE FUCK DID YOU CALL ME I WILL BLAST YOU TO HE-"
"Kacchan please stop."
"Tch fine come on Deku I dont have all day here." I start to walk deku home and notice he has alot more cuts from when I last saw him and hes walking with a slight limp barely noticeable. We made it to Dekus house and I was hit with the smell of alcohol. I didn't pay to much attention to it. "Bye Kacchan, thanks for walking me home." I walk inside and went to my room. My room was all bare now there is no all might merch anywhere. I grab the blade and go to the bathroom. I start to cut 1cut for being so stupid
1 cut for being useless
1 for making people hate me
I had now had around 30-40 cuts on both of my arms. I cleaned up and went to bed. It has been 3 months since I've been doing self harm. The next morning I was thrown to the ground and kicked. "WHY IS THERE MORE MONEY MISSING!? HAVE YOU BEEN TAKING MY MONEY!" I was kicked in the face and the stomach "d-dad please I-I'll look for a job!"
"IF YOU DONT HAVE A JOB BY THE END OF THE WEEK YOUR OUT OF THE HOUSE!"
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FanfictionTo be honest this story is alot more sad than villain but enjoy also I just have alot of ideas so I'm going to shove them in this book. At the young age of 7 his mother died and his father became abusive. He became depressed and started self harm. A...
