Crazy but he is Mine

+ You Bitch +

|24...|

+ Warning +

Cursing...

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Izuku hadn't expect to here what had happened to Katsuki, nor to see that bastard with her. His eyes death glaring Haiden as he entered the house, Bianca crying with Kazzy in her arms.

Mitsuki came up to the door, shoving Hernandez to the side. "What the fuck you mean my son is gone?!" She snapped, snatching her arm away from Hernandez's tug.

"He's just gone, auntie, they took him." Bianca weeped. Izuku had to take Kazmir from her. He seemed to stir at the crying and seemed to notice his mother missing.

Izuku seethed.

Cyrus ran up to Haiden and grabbed his collar, "where the fuck is my brother you son of a bitch."

Haiden stared at him, a hint of fear in his eyes but he schooled it. Kayla pushed Cyrus to the side and put her hands on him with a slap. "You did something didn't you?! Why the fuck are you here and not back where you were?!?!" She screamed at him, tears in her eyes as she got even more pissed and scared for Katsuki.

Haiden was silent for some time, his cheek red from the slap. He debated if he should say or not, but he does, his voice low.

"I....this wasn't supposed to happen, at least to my knowledge.."

Izuku narrowed his eyes, passing Kazmir to Mitsuki. He pushed passed the others and grabbed Haiden by his shirt. "Where. The. Fuck. Is. Katsuki you son of a bitch."

Haiden's heart rapidly belated in his chest but he scowled at this interaction. He knew what the greenette is capable of and he knew even if he threatened about his father arresting him, he wouldn't give two flying fucks.

Worst yet, from the looks of it, Izuku looked close to just ripping off his fucking head if he didn't fess up.

So despite his scowling he finally spoke up. "Fuck...fine. When I first came here and I was met with you and Katsuki together, I...I was scooted by these people. I don't know them, but there was this man and this woman.  They talked about this other gang, that she was after revenge from the leader...." Haiden paused, knowing now he was going off the deep end of a physical hit more than a slap.

"I told her about Katsuki after she told me that you were in that gang with uh..Mr. Hernandez....—"

And if on cue, Izuku clocked him with his fist, right in the jaw and nose, Haiden clutching his face with a scream of pain.

"Shit! Fucking hell!"

"Oh shut you ass up. You've been nothing but a pest...you ruined your own life yet can't let Katsuki be happy for a second. I told you if I saw you here I'll fucking kill you,"

Before Haiden knew it, Izuku was grabbing his gun, the point aimed at his very forehead. Cold sweat poured down his face.

"Izuku,"

"Calm down boy, no need for all of this." Hernandez stepped in, putting his hand on the gun. "He's fucked, but not to the point you kill him. And besides, he isn't the one who took Katsuki either." Hernandez reasoned, even though deep down the Latino man wanted nothing but to kabob Haiden for his relentlessness and his cheating.

But now wasn't the time.

Izuku gritted his teeth before he cursed, his Jamaican accent thick on his tongue as he stepped into the house.

"FUCK!" It was loud but engulfed by the distance from the interior of the house from the entrance of the door way.

Hernandez sighed and looked to Haiden with a hardened look. "Cyrus, grab him. We need him to spit everything up."