𝒦𝑒𝑒𝓅𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒴𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝒫𝓇𝑜𝓂𝒾𝓈𝑒 | Katsuki Bakugo x OC

Chapter 29 - The Promise

Katsuki

Ayumi's scream pierces through the walls.

It makes my heart sink, makes my breath go a little faster, makes my head spin.

I should at least try to help Ayumi escape. If only these stupid chains weren't wrapped around me like snake. But even if I escaped these chains, trying to fight all those villains would only waste energy and get me back in this stingy cell. No, I have to be freakin' smart about this.

(Though, more importantly, I need is to know if Yumi's okay.)

I hear a door slam open with a thunk, the sound of footfalls and the scuff of something heavy being dragged.

Before I could even speculate what that could mean, the door to my shithole of a cell creaks open. The patchwork of a villain, Dabi, is grinning widely, is eyes crazed like a madman. He's got some screws loose up there for sure.

And then I look down to see his hand gripping an arm. An arm that belongs to another prisoner who he drags inside and onto the chair with little care. Then, he uses the chains that are behind the chair (when was that kept there?) to tie them down.

I can barely tell who the person is with how he uses his shitty (yet stylistically not too bad) coat to cover their sillouette. That is until I see the tuft of long auburn hair and the blood trickling down her leg that I realize who is my cellmate.

Anger is something I'm used to. I practically live and breathe anger in every moment of my life. And I've experienced blind rage plenty of times. The type that makes you see red and tunnel to the one thing in front of you. But when I see Dabi grab her roughly, snicker as she murmurs something, as he murmurs something back that makes her flinch, I had never experienced rage quite like that.

It's worse than what the egoist king in my dreams felt when the shitty lying princess was exposed. It's almost as worse as when the king thought the Vampire killed her.

I need to force myself to take three deep breaths and keep a mask of indifference when the shitstain of a villain is here. I can't let him hurt her anymore than he already has. Plus, instigating the sad patchwork of a person when we're tied up is simply idiotic. (Yes, I have that much impulse control thank you very much.)

After some agonizing moments, Dabi clicks the final lock and pauses at the door. He looks over to me, staring right through me. I don't make an expression. I can't let the shithead get to me. I can't let him know what I feel.

But then he smirks, his eyes glinting with a familiarity I can't quite place. I've seen those eyes some-fuckin-where.

He slams the door and I finally exhale the heated breath from my lungs. A part of me wishes I could breath fire like the dragon king. That would definitely help in a situation like this.

The clink of chains bring my attention to the person in front of me. My classmate, my past life's lover, my... someone. (My Yumi.)

"Yumi." I whisper so my voice doesn't crack, "Are you-"

"I'm okay," she interrupts through a wince, "I promise."

I clench my jaw. She does not look okay.

She some-freakin-how reads my thoughts and whispers again. "'M sorry," she says

I scoff and roll my eyes. Her self deprecation is almost as pathetic as Deku's. At least it's more bearable compared to his. "You got nothin' to be sorry for. Your uncle is crazy."

Something flickers in here eyes. Sadness maybe? Resignation? Whatever it is, she covers it behind the pooling of tears and a forced half-smile.

"I should've told you my uncle is a villain." She admits, looking to her bound hands on the arm rests. (I don't get why her hands are split apart while mine are tied together. Maybe has to do with the function of our quirks.) "The villain who killed my mom. And now he's after Dad."