The other side of society {Dekubaku}

Chapter 10

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Bakugou pov.
—NO!— I yelled. The both look at me surprised.

I can't let then see me without the shirt because I have my whole body full of scars. And if they see it they would begin asking how I got the scars and I don't have any lie prepared. I'm sure they would be disgusted to. I could try to use my quirk... But thinking better about it, they would see it, so I shouldn't use it. Fuck if only pink cheeks was here...

—Kacchan, take your shirt off.— Says deku, who is getting suspicious.

He looks at me asking for an answer. I sigh, I can't escape from this.

—I d-don't think that's a good idea...— I mumble softly.

—Take. It. Off. Now.— Says Deku serious, I sigh again.

—Ok... I warned you...— I say quiet so that they don't hear me.

I take my hands to my shirt and take it slowly off. Deku and the nurse widen their eyes as they see my body. The nurse covers her mouth, Dekus face shows pain and sadness, tears fill up his eyes. He probably regrets what he said. The nurse quickly goes to me and forces me to lay down. She then disappears into the material room, probably looking for the utensils to cure me. Deku sits on my left side, he begins tearing up. He holds my hand tightly.

—Kacchan... Why didn't you tell me that you were this hurt?— He says broken.

—I...{Looks away from him} I'm sorry for not saying something... I just... {begins to cry} I...— I don't know what to say, what should I do? I hate to see deku crying. I made him cry. I mean I can understand why he's crying; I mean everyone would cry if they saw that his childhood friend got stabbed. Now that I think about it, I completely forgot about it. It doesn't hurt. Plus knives don't do shit to me.

I sit on the bed of the infirmary, as I do this deku tries to push me down again.

—Kacchan, lay down! You're going to open your wound!—He says angrily

—Shut the fuck up, Deku! I'm perfectly fine!— I tell him angrily 

—No Kacchan, you're laying down, right now!—

—But why!?! It doesn't even hurt!—

—What the fuck do you mean by 'it doesn't hurt', huh? I can literally see your stomach!— He yells angrily

—Oh come on! I get stabbed almost every single day! I'm used to this, so let me in peace!— I yell at him. Just as the words come out of my mouth, I realise what I just said. Shit. At first he just looks at me, processing the words I said, and then he open up his eyes till it looks like they're about to fall out.

—I-I-I m-mean... Ehm... J-just f-for-get what I said...— FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK, FUCK! What am I going to do now? I began to panic, slowly it became harder to breathe.

—K-Kacchan... What do you mean by every single day?!? Who did that to you and why?!? And why didn't you ask for help?!?— He's clearly angry, and... sad? Why would he be sad?

Shit, what should I do now? I fucked everything up... They will be very angry if they found out what I did. Nonononono, NO! This can't be happening. My breathing becomes faster. I try gasping for air, but it's as if it wouldn't want to get into my lungs. Everything starts getting blurry. I hear someone calling my name, but it sounds so far away... I try to concentrate on the voice but the more that I try to listen to it, the more it strays further from me. I feel something wet running down my face, and It becomes even more blurry. Until...
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