63

75 1 1
                                    

As the week went by, neither of you have spoken to each other or even looked each other's way. You couldn't see the true extent of what you were really doing to yourself and to him as well as the relationship you two have.

All you could really think about was the joy you felt when you were drunk or high off some edibles Denki had given you. During the day you were depressed, quiet, sad and not really wanting to talk to anyone in class or after class. But once you closed your door in your dorm, you would instantly take a hit off the pen you had or eat an edible that was stored in the drawer beside your bed.

You needed to escape your reality and the reality was the fact that you were alone and your father was dead because of you. You felt so angry with yourself, you hated looking in the mirror and you hated to be in your own skin. You wish sometimes you could just scratch yourself out of it.

A sigh escaped your lips after blowing the smoke out of your mouth, the instant relief washing over you as you flopped down on the bed, letting your eyes fall shut and let your brain turn foggy. It was finally Friday night and one of the students that graduated last year was throwing a party which Denki forwarded the invitation to you and Ashido in the little group chat you three shared.

Bakugou knew about this party and his gut was telling him that you were going. He knew he had to go even if he didn't want to because deep down he wanted to keep that promise to your dad and watch you from afar even if it would make you more angry with him. He also felt like he wouldn't have a peaceful night knowing you were in a house party and he was laying in bed doing nothing.

So, he had decided to go but he showed up almost an hour later to make it unsuspecting. When he walked through the crowd of people in the house, his eyes glanced around until they landed on you.

"Cheers." Ashido smiled, raising the shot glass up to yours before the both of you threw your heads back and swallowed the drink whole.

Ashido and Denki had turned into your best friends but maybe that was mostly because they were both terrible influences on you. They poured more alcohol in the shot glass, another clink and then poof the drink was gone.

They both knew that you had broken up with Bakugou, you told them in simple terms that he wasn't supportive of what you were doing which to you was having fun.

"Fuck him!" Ashido had said to you, wrapping an arm around your shoulders and holding you close to her side.

"Plenty of guys in here to make out with." She was definitely the worse influence out of both her and Denki.

She pushed your limits just a bit but you were too drunk to realize what they were doing and that was turning you into an alcoholic and an addict for weed. You couldn't blame them, however, neither can Bakugou because you were letting it happen and you were so desperate to get rid of your emotions about your father's death that you turned to this toxic lifestyle. You didn't care that this could ruin your life, you just needed a fix for a few hours.

"Hey." Kirishima appeared out of nowhere, nudging Bakugou's side as his eyes remained focused on you.

"Are you going to watch her all night or go over there?" He chuckled, he felt bad because he also heard from someone in class that you two were broken up.

"Shut it." Bakugou mumbled, quickly glancing over at him then turning back to you.

"She doesn't need a watch dog, Bakugou." He pointed out, not knowing the full extent of the situation you two were going through but he can see that Bakugou wouldn't let you out of his sight even if it's for a mere second.

"And I don't need you telling me what she does and doesn't need." He snapped, growing frustrated and angry because all he wanted to do was take you back to your room.

❝Stars Aligned❞  »  Katsuki Bakugou x Fem!Reader Where stories live. Discover now