A Collector

Nightmares

Izuku Yagi's P.O.V

I woke up in my bedroom trying to ignore the pain of Izumi's last round of beatings. Katsuki had hurt me pretty bad. I got up and went over to where I kept the stronger pills. Normally a kid would have a hard time getting their hands on this type of medication. It isn't exactly legal for even an adult to have this, which is why I keep it under the floorboards where nobody can find it. Not that I think anyone would be looking. I looked at the pills and checked how many I should take. Two pills for an adult. So since I'm younger I should only take one? I think that's right. 

I took the pill and was going to put the bottle back where it belongs. I took another look at the bottle before taking another two pills. Soon enough I felt the pain of my wounds numbing as my mind went all fuzzy but in a good way. I smiled, proud of my actions as I cleaned up my latest burns and any cuts I could find. I usually only take these pills if I'm really hurt. I take more if I think today's going to be a particularly bad day. If I'm going to die I don't want to die of an infection, that would be painful and would leave me unable to take care of myself. Mom and dad haven't gone in my room since I was four so it's not like they'd notice. Even if they did I doubt they'd care. 

Maybe Izumi and her friends would notice the distinct lack of a punching bag. Though considering how good I've gotten at avoiding her and her friends I doubt she'd notice for a while. Maybe that one idea would work. Actually, never mind. I don't have the money to buy the rope, not to mention I don't know how to tie a hangman's knot. I put on the cleanest uniform I have and got ready for school still feeling that nice fuzzy sensation in my head.

Before I knew it I was at school.  Soon enough I was getting my daily beat down. That's the downside of taking too many pills. It makes me unable to reliably run away. This continued throughout the day. That is until the end of the day. 

I left school though something didn't feel right. It felt like I was being watched. I knew better than to not trust my gut. I decided to leave my iPod in the tree and hope someone doesn't take it. 

As I was walking down the street I was suddenly grabbed from a nearby alley. It was Katuki that grabbed me. He threw me to the ground and started kicking me saying "WHAT WAS THAT YOU SAID IN CLASS TODAY NERD! DO YOU REALLY THINK A USELESS DEKU LIKE YOU CAN BE A HERO!? HA! DON'T MAKE ME LAUGH!" I was trying to think of what he was talking about, but I couldn't think of anything. I guess the drugs made it harder for me to tell what was happening. Before I knew it there were four more feet stomping on me. 

"SHITTY DEKU THINKS HE CAN BE A HERO!" 

"YOU'D DO BETTER AS A DOORMAT!" 

"WHAT A PATHETIC WASTE OF SPACE!" 

"WHY DID I HAVE TO BE RELATED TO A SHITTY USELESS DEKU LIKE YOU!" said Izumi. Her voice hurt worse than any of the others. It hurts when it comes from a bully, but it hurts so much worse when it comes from your own flesh and blood. 

As I was thinking this I felt the familiar feeling of Izumi's telekinesis pick me up. Then a rush of force and heat was launched into my stomach. An explosion. I could feel a trickle of blood, but I didn't get to think about that for too long. Soon enough I felt a wave of cold go over the spot I was just blasted in. Whether it was the pills, the pain, or my crying I couldn't see who it was that attacked me though I assumed it was a Bakugou followed by a Todoroki. 

As I heard footsteps walking away I heard "Shitty Deku thinks he can be a hero. You need to w̷̪͓͑̆à̶̭̥̰̈́̕k̴͈̦̳͊e̸̠͊̆ ̸̨̘̍̈́ͅu̴̬̥̇͋p̸̧̓!"

W̶͔̱͂̊̑ą̵̧͓̓͝k̶̪̞̗̊̇̐e̵͍̯̦͝ ̵̨̩̹͛̈ű̶̱̆͐͜p̴̢̤͈̀!̷̡̤̳̐

"Wake up Izuku!" I heard Toga yell as I awoke with a start reaching heavily. I looked to my right to see her looking at me crying. 

"Himiko?" I asked trying to console her. "Himiko! Why are you crying!?" 

"Y-you were thrashing in your sleep. You were crying and whispering. You kept begging someone to stop. Izuku are you okay?" 

I made Toga cry. I'm such a shitty person, making my friend cry over me. "Yeah Toga I'm fi-" 

That broke me, I started to cry with her. Spilling my guts I told her everything that happened. When I was done she grabbed me, pulling me into a hug. "I'm sorry you had to go through that Izuku but you're safe now. You got me and I'll make sure they never lay another finger on you ever again. I promise." 

I didn't want to get my hopes up, I know that soon enough she'll see what everyone else does and she'll leave me. Despite thinking this I couldn't shake the feeling of safety. When she hugs me, looks at me with those beautiful yellow cat-like eyes, or that sharp amazing smile I can't help but feel like she's being honest. I can remember a few times where one of my classmates said they'd help me only to turn on me later. Though this looked like one of those times it didn't feel like it. This felt genuine. I just hope Himiko stays.

God, I hope she does. 

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I decided that Izuku's backstory wasn't tragic enough so I wanted to make this to make it seem like his back story was worse. Also I think it makes sense for a near suicidal and anxiety stricken kid who is in that situation to try anything that might ease the pain, even when he knows for a fact that it's hurting him.

so if you were wondering  why Izuku hide the strong pain killer when he had normal pain killers out was to hide them from himself. 

Next Izuku talks with All for one.