Hanahaki Disease (TodoBakuKiri)

Chapter 1: What to do?

Trigger Warnings: Cursing, Cutting , Trauma (if you don't like this or it'll trigger you then please don't read this)

Shoto POV:

It has been about a month since I graduated from junior high. I'm surpirsed I survived this long in life. I thought I'd be dead by now like Touya but nope. Life makes me stay alive but what's the actual point? No one wants me, I'm a failure, a disappointment, a disgrace, a freak, a monster... why can't I just fucking die! I snapped out of my thoughts and looked down at my wrists, my bloody wrists. I forgot I was cutting as I was lost in thought. I cleaned my knife and hide it in my safe and then went to the bathroom to clean my cuts. The water didn't sting so it was easy to clean them. I wrapped fresh bandages around my new and old cuts. I started cutting when I was 8 I believe. I remember the sense of fear I felt that day...

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Flashback~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Get up Shoto. Stop being so damn weak and fuckin' fight me!"

I was only 8 years old. It was Touya's 3rd year anniversary and it was hard for the family but Endeavor only saw it as a day to get anger out. My body was shaking like crazy, vomit and blood were on the floor, blood running down my entire body. I slowly got up and looked at Endeavor and he had hate in his eyes. My legs were still shaking but I gave it all I got and used my right side then my left, but it wasn't good enough. Endeavor dodged both attacks and punched me hard in my stomach that I crashed hard into the wall. I felt my ribs hurting and I coughed out more blood. "Tch weak child. Now that's all for today. Go to your room," I hear him say. "Y-yes... father..." I slowly got up and walked to my room, in so much pain. Once I got to my room I immediately fell to the floor. My sister, Fuyumi came in and started to patch me up since mom was in the mental hospital because of our damn father. I passed out while Fuyumi patched me up.

About a few hours later I woke up on my bed. I looked to the side and it was 8:30. Everyone was probably asleep and the old man should be at patrol. I decided to head to the kitchen to get some food since I haven't eaten in awhile. I got up from my bed and headed downstairs to the kitchen. I went to the fridge to get some milk when I saw a knife on the counter. I put my glass of milk on the counter and walked to the knife. I picked it up and I looked around. No one was there... no one would care anyways, right? I finished my glass of milk and then headed to my room with the knife...

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~End of flashback~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

What to do now?

I already cut for the day and I guess I should head to bed. Tomorrow is the exam's to get into U.A anyways so I'll need rest. I headed into bed and looked at my window, looking into the dark night. Eventually I felt my body tired and I fell asleep.

A/N: 550 words used