Crimson Eyes

Chapter 10

"What'd the calculator ever do to you?" 

I whipped my head around to face my window. Kirishima was leaning against the window frame in Bakugou's room, and I could see the blond laying on his bed, throwing some sort of ball up in the air and catching it repeatedly. 

I ignored his comment, just walked up to the window. He smiled when I arrived, but it quickly dropped when I started to shut it. 

"Whoa, okay. Poorly timed joke, I'm sorry." I just glared at him, but I stopped my movements to shut the glass pane. "Are you... okay?" he asked slowly. 

I dropped my head into the window, letting the cool glass ground me. "My mom, she uh, wants to send me to boarding school." 

Everything went quiet, even the steady rhythm from Bakugou playing catch. 

Finally, Kirishima spoke up once again. "Because you were hanging out with us?" 

I groaned, turning my head slightly just for something to do. "That, not being able to reach me, the tattoo, the fact I broke my promise not even a week in, pretty much everything." 

"Will she actually go through with it?" 

I lifted my head, catching the eye of Bakugou, who was now sitting up and paying full attention to the conversation. "I have no idea. She's always had a problem with following through with my punishments, but there was something different this time. I've never seen her so mad." I admitted to the two boys I had only just met. 

"Well shit," Kirishima mumbled, grabbing Bakugou's desk chair and taking a seat, still next to the window. 

"Yeah," I whispered, unsure if they even heard. I didn't get the chance to find out, since I heard a soft knock on my door. My eyes widened and I quickly pulled my curtains shut in a second. I had just managed to throw myself on my bed when my mom walked in. 

I stayed quiet, just eyeing her. I didn't know what this was about, I honestly hadn't expected her to bother me the rest of the night. I guess she didn't need as much time to cool off as I thought. 

"I'm not going to send you to boarding school," she said. A huge sigh of relief left me. "This time." I stared at her in disbelief once again, but she was unyielding. "If you slip up, even one more time, I'll have no choice." 

"Mom," I said softly, in complete and utter shock. 

She shook her head and I could tell she was about to cry. "I don't know what else to do, Izuku. I've tried everything else and keep getting no where with you. I'm at my wits end. If threatening you with boarding school is what it takes, then that's what it's come to." 

I pressed my lips into a line. I was pissed off to no end, but at least she wasn't planning on shipping me off tomorrow. "Fine." 

She turned to leave my room, but stopped and retraced her steps. "And you're not allowed to see those boys anymore," she amended. 

"Great," I said sarcastically. "So now I'm not allowed to have friends, either." 

Her eyes hardened once again. "You're allowed to have friends, good, law abiding friends, that won't put you right back where you were last spring. You stay away from those boys." 

"How would you know anything about them? You've never even met them," I pointed out angrily. 

"You got another tattoo, Izuku! Do you know how dangerous and irresponsible that is?" She snapped at me. "Not to mention, those boys were covered in them. Are they even in high school? Are you running around town with a bunch of adult criminals? What if they did something, Izuku?" 

I genuinely could just gape at her. What the hell was she even implying? The only words I could manage to form were weak and quiet. "They're my age." 

"Great!" She shouted in anger. "More rebellious teenagers just begging to get you arrested again. What was the point in moving? We should have just stayed home so you could blow up another school with Shinsou and Todoroki!" 

I flinched, remembering that I hadn't closed my bedroom window. I was praying to whatever god truly existed that Kirishima and Bakugou hadn't stuck around to listen. 

"It was just the gym," I mumbled weakly, but she didn't seem to care. 

"I don't think you're listening to me right now. You blew up a building! With a bomb, Izuku." 

"We didn't fucking know it was a bomb! How many times do I need to tell you that? Why don't you believe me? Ever?" I yelled back, finally fed up with the argument we had been having all summer.

"When was the last time you gave me any reason to believe you?" My mom said back. 

I knew it was pointless to keep trying to defend myself after that question. All I had done for the past handful of years was lie to her. She really didn't have a reason to believe a single word that came out of my mouth, even the truth. "Whatever, you can keep believing that I built a bomb and planted it in my high school for as long as you'd like. Just stop yelling at me for it," I said, turning my attention to the ceiling. it was much quieter than my mother at the moment. 

She groaned in anger, but finally opened my door once again. "One more slip up, Izuku. Try and remember that." Then she exited my bedroom, purposefully leaving the door open.

Once I was sure she was out of hearing range of my room, I let out a huff and hurled my pillow at the wall. "Why do you keep getting in trouble, Izuku?" I asked in a high pitch voice, trying to imitate my mom. "Why did you blow up the school, Izuku?" I screamed into my other pillow, trying to muffle the noise as much as possible. 

"Even the cops didn't think we built that fucking bomb," I said to myself, dragging myself off my bed to grab my discarded pillow. 

"You blew up a school?"