I Killed Someone For You | TodoBaku

Stained By Blood

Izuku halted once he entered the living room, turning around to look at me. I kept my distance from him by staying a few steps away, our eyes meeting. I wasn't sure why, but he immediately started to get nervous.

No, I perfectly knew. It was actually no surprise for me. In the past I used to bully him in different ways. That's why every time he saw me, his anxiety will always start kicking up.

Although, I apologized for everything I did to him before we graduated from highschool, his actitud towards me never changed, considering me just like a classmate and his childhood friend, nothing more nothing less. In my case, I never stopped hating him, not even for a day.

Because of that hatred, I thought that I have already made up my mind. But as I kept staring into his frighten eyes, I started to question myself about what I was going to do.

Was it really for the best to follow my horrible and cruel desire of staining my hands with his blood?

It was really okay to show how much I love my beloved Shoto by staining my hands with blood?

The time passed as my eyes remained on him, causing him to stutter my nickname of how nervous he was. "K-Kacchan, could it be that Todoroki has told you? I-I mean..." He could not find the words. "Could it be that this emergency, it's about the relationship between..."

I wasn't sure what Izuku was trying to say, but just by mentioning the name of my lover it was enough for me to lose my composure. "What are you trying to say, huh?!" I raised my voice. "No matter how much you love Shoto, he would never fall for a loser like you! And I won't let you take him away from me!"

Izuku did not tear his gaze away, his face showing only confusion. "What are you talking about, Kacchan?! I don't feel that way--"

He was unable to finish his sentence when my fist impacted against his face. The hit was so strong that fell to the floor with a thud, a low cry escaping from his lips. He touched his face, feeling blood dripping from his broken nose. The contact made him grimace in pain, trying to understand what just happened.

"K-Kacchan, why did you--" Izuku stopped himself from speaking, widening his eyes in terror the moment he looked at me.

A wicked smile had formed on my lips, paralyzing him with fear. Unable to move, I got closer to him and climbed on top of him. At this point, I wasn't thinking anymore, just letting myself fall deeper and deeper to the pit of darkness inside my heart and mind.

Like my hands had life of their own, they wrapped around Izuku's neck, squeezing him with force. There was confusion and fear inside his eyes, tears quickly appearing by the vile action I was doing.

Not wanting to give up on life, Izuku tried to remove my hands by digging his nails in my skin. The area around it turned red, but I ignored the pain. In the end, his desperate action did not work.

He kicked a few times, tears rolling down his cheeks as he eyes were slowly closing. His hands lost strength, finally letting go of mine.

As matter of fact, a man like him did not have the strength necessary to free himself from the hold of a muscular man like me, no matter how much they will struggle.

Looking like Izuku was at the verge of dying and wanting to put him out his misery, I took out the knife that I have hiding in the back of my pants, stabbing him in the stomach.

He instantly let out a heartrending scream, thundering in my ears every time the knife pierced his skin. The blood splashed onto the walls and the floor, painting all over in a canvas of a bloody red. And I wasn't the exception.

I could feel the warm, red liquid touch my hands and face every time the knife pierced Izuku's stomach. However I did not mind, repeating my actions several times.