The last of us

Triplets never part...right?

Part 2 Triplets never part...right?
Tw: child suicide

Izukus POV: 6th grade age 12 diary entry
I just started my first year of middle school I'm in 6th grade! But I still miss tomura. He's the eldest of us! He may not be blood related but he always stood up for me! I have Izumi and hitaro still but it hurts. Why did he take him and not me? Why did he just take him and not all of us? I ask myself that every night. Whys upon whys upon whys but I never get an answer. I got my quirk not to long ago! I got bullied for not having a quirk and now I do but it's just fire breathing. So I still get bullied. Me and kacchan have gotten closer! Not at school he's one of the cooler kids so we act like he don't know eachother..Izumi and hitaro hate him but I think he's misunderstood!

7th grade age 13 diary entry
Hitaro is becoming more distant. He hangs out alone now but me and Izumi still find ways to bug him! I wasn't su-
Irl Izukus POV: 9:33 PM
"IZUKU! HOMEWORK. NOW." "FINE MOM."
I walk to my desk not having to step over Izumis collection of skateboards is nice mom finally decided that we deserve our own rooms. I sit down and start working I don't usually get distracted from my work but something was bothering me. There was noises coming from izumi's room *is that...screaming?* I listen for a bit I still can't tell. She got her room sound proofed a while ago cause she would always play her 49 different instruments at 3 AM. I look over at kacchan who decided to stay the night to work on homework that night to see if he heard it to he didn't. I thought I was just hearing things but it didn't stop until. It did. I got up I knew something was wrong. I ran to my sisters room kacchan following close behind. "Did you hear that?" I put my ear to the door -silence- "your mumbling?" "No I wasn't mumbling!" We stayed silent something didn't feel right. I knocked. Once. Twice. Thre- I ran in. "Izumi what r u d-" -silence- I dropped. My jaw hanging open, my eyes tearing. I couldnt move I couldn't speak. Neither could kacchan. He stood there horrified at what he was looking at. "I-izu..." my sister was dead no doubt about it. She also had a fire breathing quirk along with telekinesis. She was floating. Her mouth open in a silent scream. Eyes burnt to ash. Her body started to burn from the inside out her heart was gone burnt. Ash. No where to be seen. Just a hole through her chest. Flames replaced it. Her fingers and legs burning. I sat there knowing there was nothing I could do. My mind went into a panic. I screamed. I cried. I yelled. I grabbed what I could near me and threw it anywhere everywhere. Nowhere. *wake up. Wake up. Wake up! WAKE UP!* I thought over and over screaming crying pushing yelling. I looked and kacchan was gone. I grabbed something. It was my sisters pocket knife she got from grandpa. I opened it. My mind went blank and when I came back to my senses my mom was holding me down. I had stabbed myself over. And over. And over . And over. And over again. Repeatedly. My arms my legs my stomach anything I could. She was sobbing. My mom held me in her arms trying to make sure I didn't bleed out before the ambulance got here. I screamed "WHY WHY WHY DID SHE DO THAT.!" Over and over. I looked around rapidly hoping to see Izumi alive. Awake. Here. But she wasn't. All I seen was kacchan stunned horrified. Hitaro was no where to be found. But She was gone. "why her?... wheres Hitaro?!" My voice was frail and weak. Cracking and strained. "At a friends." My moms voice was stale and broken. I remember. He went last night cause he couldn't sleep. I sobbed until I passed out.
Waking up in a hospital my mom talking to the nurses. "Mom?.." she looked and ran over "r u ok?! Is something wrong?!" I shook my head no. I looked out the window near my bed as I remembered everything. Tears sliding down my cheeks. "Hitaro?" My mom pulled out her phone showing a picture of him eating breakfast with his friend very happily. "He doesn't know?" She shook her head no. I looked back out the window ignoring everyone around me. I went into a different world one where I could get away. I didnt answer questions nothing. I was hurt. I was silent. But I don't think any world could distract me from what happened. I snapped out of it once I heard hitaros voice panicked and broken and angry I looked over. Mom had brought him here. "Hitaro?!" He looked over. But it wasnt happiness it was pure hatred. At that point I lost him to. He no longer seen me as a brother. I had no one. Hitaro went to live in America with his friend. But me? I Never Left my room. Unless it was to buy cigarettes vapes or go party. I acted out constantly for years and years. My mom gave up she was tired and drinking. Hardly could parent. I hated her and myself. I thought triplets never part....

Yes this is dark as fuck don't like don't read if you do like it welcome you traumatized gay motherfuckers how's life?