Make it stop!

Chapter 8

Trigger warning: in depth self harm and slight gore as a result, slight suicide references.

"Fuck off... fuck off FUCK OFF!" He yells, knowing that others aren't nearby so he won't be noticed. There was nothing more he craved at this moment than a break. He hasn't cut before so how would he even do it?

"If you don't cut I will." The voice cooed in his brain.

The voice was pushing his luck and he had enough of it so he found a random song to blast until the fucker shuts up. The bitch can only whine on for so long. He presses shuffle on Spotify and flops onto his bed. On max volume, a song played.

"I'm so damn bored, I'm going blind.
And I smell like shit."

The boy starts singing loudly along to the lyrics, feeling the passion through his teeth to his skull.

"Bite my lip and close my eyes, take me away to paradise!"

"Jirou was broken, she respected you and now she will tell your other friends. It's over Bakugo, now you will be alone as you were destined to be."

He couldn't breathe, he couldn't breathe, he repeated to himself in his mind as he curled up on his bed. The voice knocked the air out of him, cold sweats raked through his body as it took over. His heart kept knocking against his bones. He fell off the bed with a loud thud and gasped as he crawled against the wooden tiles. He put his left arm forward, then his right as it guided him to the draws. The draw is pulled open and a hand is reaching through it desperately, scraping against all the objects until the cardboard box is grasped. Safety was kept inside and the blonde needed the safety to save his lungs and mind from the monster suffocating.

Blade taken out of a pocket knife and aligned against his thighs. He had no idea how he would do this but he went with the flow and alligned, pressed it hard onto his skin and quickly pulled, gasping for air between each pull. Slowly he was coming back, the demon leaving his brain. Lungs were saved. He saved his lungs!!

Oh, he didn't expect so much blood. It was grim and made him pale at the sight. How far did he go? He looks down and notices the pool of blood forming on the floor, a deadly lake. He should fix that. It's too much blood. He tried to stand up but his thighs ache so much he couldn't, uh oh. This wasn't good and at this rate if he keeps bleeding... panic finally settled upon him, was he going to die? Was it over? A part of him wasn't scared even if it wasn't planned. Perhaps it was time to go. It's not as if he'll be missed, especially after today's events.

He fell onto his back and accepted the worst, at least it did not sting. It must have been so deep that his body was numb. He passed out, unable to stay awake any longer. He didn't hear the knocks on the door.

The door was opened by Denki who looked around the room, assuming the blonde was in the common room but when he looked down that's when he stared at the image in front of his eyes. It was one of his close friends, laying on his back, knees bent and covered in deep cuts and bleeding. Was it Toga?! Did she come for revenge? He couldn't run or scream for help, he was in severe fright and shock. The blood had formed a pool around the sleeping friend.

When his legs come back to life, the electric boy runs at the speed of light to the others in the common room and starts yelling incoherent noises, most don't pay attention to it and Sero rolls his eyes - typical Kaminari behaviour. He yells out that Bakugo is dying and everyone pauses in shock before seeing him run and most of them follow. No amount of hero training could prepare the class for what would scar them for the rest of their lives.

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Time had passed but who knows how long. Some days at least. Bakugo opened his eyes and the white light shining above temporarily blinded him. He blinked rapidly until he was adjusted to it. He sat up and realised where he was, in Recovery Girl's office. She looked up at him and proceeded to talk on the phone before putting it down. She walked over to him with no emotions across her face. "Your homeroom teacher is coming but my God. Boy, what were you thinking?"