Cause and Effect - (DabiDeku)

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Izuku was of course the first to wake the next morning having gone to bed hours before the others. He had thought about making breakfast for the others but wasn't sure exactly when they would be waking up, and eggs just weren't as good if they had to be reheated. The greenette made his way over and flopped down on the couch to watch a little television. He was grateful that it was a saturday. If he had to go to school and face his now ex-friends and cheater of a ex-boyfriend he didn't know what he would do.

A few hours had passed and Izuku was bored of the television, he had never been much for it in the first place. He decided he wanted to check his final grades, but couldn't remember what he had done with his phone. The green eyed teen quickly began his search. He eventually came across his phone in the bathroom on top of his folded uniform. He realized he must have left it there the day before when he changed into Himiko's sweats. Lucky it hadn't died and was at twenty two percent, as he did not have his charger. Izuku was sure he would be able to use his brother's charger but didn't want to wake the older male for something so small. Izuku took notice that he had over thirty missed calls from both Katsuki, and Shoto. Not to mention a few from multiple different friends and classmates. His voice mailbox was full, and truth be told he didn't want to check them. There were also over two hundred messages on all his different platforms, from multiple people, but mostly his ex boyfriend and best friend.

With a sigh the greenette decided to check some of the messages from the friends who weren't being fake, or at least he hadn't caught them anyway.

Sleepycat: Hey broccoliboi were you at?

Sleepycat: Went to your dorm to see if you wanted to hit up the cat cafe for breakfast but no one knew where you were.

Sleepycat: Get me back with a yes or no.

Izuku smiled at the messages from his friend Hitoshi. He was the son of Izuku's favorite teacher, and the green eyed boy knew for a fact the purple haired teen was a real friend. Izuku moved on to the next message.

MOMo: Izuku, you were not at dinner. I saved you a plate, it's in the refrigerator. Please clean up once you've eaten.

MOMo: Izuku you've missed curfew. I am sorry but I have contacted professor Aizawa.

MOMo: Izuku, is everything alright. Professor Aizawa has informed me you had a family emergency. Please let me know if there is anything you need, or if I can help in any way.

Again the messages brought a smile to the green beans face. Momo's messages were always so precise, and she was so caring. He really did think of her as the class mom just as her username implied.

There were a few random messages from some of his other classmates. Eijiro had messaged asking if Izuku wanted to join him on his run. Mina, Hanta, and Denki had all messaged, begging the green eyed teen to help them study for the make-up exam in math they had on Monday. Neito had sent a few flirty messages, the blond boy had been trying for months to get Izuku to leave Katsuki and date him instead. This brought tears to Izuku's eyes as he remembered the scene he had caught his boyfriend in just the day before. There were multiple messages from his so called friends asking where he was and why he had never returned from his tutoring session. It seems they hadn't noticed him. Not when he had overheard them bad mouthing him and not when he ran from the dorm building in tears. Izuku didn't even truly read those messages; he just deleted them and blocked all four of their numbers. He didn't even feel the need to ever speak to any of them again. There were even messages from his teachers and principal. Izuku decided he would save those and check them later. He knew his brother had called his parents and if he knew his dad and he did he also knew that his principal had probably received a call from a very pissed off Hisashi Midoriya.

Finally all that was left were the messages from Katsuki, and Shoto. Izuku sighed, his eyes were already teary. Truth be told he really didn't want to read the apologies and excuses from the two teens. His phone was also down to only eight percent. The greenette shook his head and placed the phone down on the bathroom counter. He turned his face up to stare at himself in the mirror. 'Wow you look like crap' the boy thought to himself. His shoulder length green curls were a tangled matted mess, his eyes were puffy and bloodshot from all the crying, and his bottom lip was swollen and bruised from where he had been biting and chewing it.

🚫⚠️Warning: Self deprecating thoughts, Self harm ahead⚠️🚫

'Wow what a ugly loser' the thought flitted through his head. 'It's no wonder you got cheated on.' was the thought that followed. Izuku continued to stare at his reflection in the mirror. Vile thought he hadn't had in over three years continued to fill his head.

'Huh, green eyes and hair, such a hideous color.'

'Your so short. It must have been like dating a child.'

'Katsuki never loved you'

As these and many other thoughts floated in his mind Izuku subconsciously began to dig his nails into the wrist of his left arm. A small hiss of pain emitted from his lips when his nail gained purchase. He looked away from his reflection to his wrist where he saw a small crescent shaped cut, a small amount of blood pooling in the wound. Izuku stared at the blood, his mind telling him he needed to see more. 'Yes that's right. You did it before, you can do it again.' the voice in his head said. The green bean scrambled, searching every drawer, cupboard and shelf in the bathroom. He finally found what he was looking for, a shaving razor. Izuku didn't know who it belonged to. It could have been his brothers, Toya's or even Jin's, he didn't care.

Izuku undressed himself leaving only his boxers, he didn't want to stain Himiko's clothing with his blood. He folded the clothes neatly placing them to the far side of the counter top. The green haired teen then dropped the razor to the floor and stomped on it, breaking the plastic casing. It took him a minute to retrieve the razor from within the broken plastic, slicing his finger in the process. Though he hadn't even noticed. Izuku sat himself down on the white and gray tiled floor, pushing the cloth of his boxers up and making the first cut along his left inner thigh. A hiss of pain leaving his mouth. He had forgotten the way it made him feel when he had done this, yes there was pain, but there was also a euphoric type of pleasure as well.

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'Nerd'

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'Looser'

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'What a waste of space.'

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'No one will ever truly love you.'

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'Your family doesn't even care. They just put up with you because they have too.'

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'You should just die'

Izuku hadn't even realized he had spaced out. Once he finally came back to his scene his inner thigh on both legs were covered in more than a dozen cuts. A small pool of blood forming under each leg.

🚫⚠️Warning over⚠️🚫

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