𝑫𝒊𝒇𝒇𝒊𝒄𝒖𝒍𝒕 ♡ 𝑲.𝑩𝒂𝒌𝒖𝒈𝒐 - DISCONTINUED

12

A WEEK LATER

Y/n's pov:

Katsuki and I were sitting on the couch in my living room watching sometimes random on tv and talking about random things that came to mind when I got a call from my mom.

"Hey mama" I picked up the phone and smiled to myself.

"Hey baby you busy tomorrow?" She asked, pots clanking in the back.

I thought for a moment before replying "No ma'am. What's up?"

"I want you to come over for dinner, Aaliyah is back from her work trip I want to get us all together" I could hear her smile through the speaker.

"I'll be there. Can I bring someone?"

"Of course! Are you bringing the boy you told me about??" She asked eagerly

I laughed. "Yes mama."

"Can't wait to meet him, I have to go but I'll see you tomorrow at 7, love you baby doll"

"Love you mom"

I hung and placed my phone down, turning to look at Katsuki.

"We're going to my mom's house tomorrow for dinner at 7." He hummed and nodded, draping an arm over my shoulder and leaning his head on mine.

I took the tv remote in my hand and started scrolling for something to watch.

"None of these shows are good and I'm bored as fuck." I complained.

"Wanna smoke? I think I left some of my shit here a couple days ago" he suggested, trying to think of where that "shit" might be.

"Absolutely" I have a grimacing smile and got up trying to find where it was.

I walked into my bedroom and checked under my bed. When I lifted up the sheet draped over the underside of my bed a blade swung, and cut my ankle.

I jumped back and grabbed my ankle, screaming in pain. "Holy fuck! Katsuki!"

He came running and looked down at my ankle. I pointed at my bed and he lifted it.

Carter lay under my bed. Knife in hand, his eyes were bloodshot and he had no remorse on his face.

I struggled to stand up, using my desk for support.

"What the everliving FUCK are you doing in my apartment Carter! Why do you keep hurting me and the people I love. Stay out of my life or be apart of it and be right!" I screamed in his face as he stood up, I felt my face getting hot from anger.

Katsuki dropped the bed after Carter got up. He didn't say anything to me, he just stared at the floor with a blank expression.

"You're just like her..." he mumbled.

"Excuse me?" I sat up.

"You're just like her! Blaming me for everything. You don't know what I'm going through Y/n. I WISH I couldn't hurt people. I wish they'd just come and lock me up already. I'm fucking insane and I know it! You're just like mom!" He pointed a finger in my face as he yelled.

I scoffed. "What the fuck are you even going on about?! Of course im blaming you, you shoot up a grocery store, injuring my boyfriend, you hide under my bed and slice open my ankle. I can't control or fix what Derek did, and neither can mom, and neither can you. But I know damn well you can control hurting your own family. Get the fuck out of my apartment. NOW."

Katsuki stepped from the door so he could walk out. Kat walked him to the door and closed it behind him.

Once everything was settled and I was sure there were no random people underneath pieces of furniture in the apartment, and that I wasn't going to bleed out. We sat on the couch and he popped the question "What does he mean you're just like your mom?"