~Shoto POV~
"YOU IDIOT! USE YOUR FIRE SHOTO! YOU DISGRACE, USE IT!"
"I WILL NOT USE YOUR POWERS, YOU HORRIBLE MAN!"
"THE ONE TIME I GET THE PERFECT WEAPON HE IS A BITCH THAT WON'T DO AS I SAY!"
"SAYS YOU! WHY DON'T YOU GO RAPE YOUR WIFE AGAIN IF YOU WANT ANOTHER TRY AT THE 'PERFECT WEAPON?!'" My father and I go back and forth like this all the time. It then usually resorts to him burning my right side, punching me, throwing me against the wall, etc. Tonight he decided not to feed me, again! Surprise surprise! I walk over to my room, yanking off my jacket and shirt. I looked down on myself. Bruises. Everywhere. Burns on my right arm, and cuts I had made a while ago on my right. What would it hurt to make a few more before bed? I went under my bed and picked up the razor I hid under it and started slicing my left arm...This is fun. All I can feel is the pain in my arm...This is nice. I can forget on my pain and focus on the bleeding. After about ten minutes I stopped, threw the razor under the bed, grabbed a sweater from the closet, and wore it to avoid letting the blood drip on my bed. I tightened it up and went to sleep. I woke up at 6:45 to violent knocking on my door. My father, of course.
"SHOTO GET YOUR ASS UP! GET YOUR UNIFORM ON AND HEAD TO SCHOOL!"
"Okaaaaaaaaaaaaaay..."
"NOW!" I sighed, took off my hoodie, then looked at the dried blood scars from last night and smiled. I threw the hoodie across the room and put on my shirt and jacket. I picked up my tie and tied it around my neck quite a bit tighter than normal. I walked out my door, and saw that my sister Fuyumi had food and I wasn't allowed to be fed. My father pushed to the door. "Your sister actually knows how to take care of herself, and your nothing but a FAILURE!" He forced me out, slammed the door behind me, and as I began to walk away, I heard Fuyumi say that he was too harsh on me. I stayed to listen to them a little bit, and once I heard dad's fire get activated, I quickly sprinted off to school. I wasn't watching where I was going and ran straight into the wall.
"I'm an idiot..." I muttered to myself as I blacked out. I was wakened up later by All Might. Aizawa-Sensei and all the other students in Class 1-A also stood above me.
"You alright there?" All Might asked in his normally loud voice. I slowly sat up and nodded. "Good!"
"Why were you on the ground?" Aizawa asked.
"I ran...Into the wall..." I said. I put my hand on my forehead. The pain was pretty bad and I guessed there was a bruise. "I wasn't w-watching where I was g-going..."
"Well you're okay at least, right?"
"Y-yeah..."
"Good. Get up." I did as Aizawa said and slowly stood myself up, wobbling a lot. I was tired and malnourished, but I didn't even care. "Maybe you should go see Recovery Girl, you aren't looking too good."
"Nono..." I said as my stomach grumbled. "I-I-I'm good..." I walked into the building slowly. Soon enough the rest followed me in. There was some time before school started, so I just sat in the corner alone until I had to go to class. No one seemed to care. Go figure.
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Suicidal!Todoroki- Starved
FanfictionYay more Suicidal Todoroki! Only this isn't based on a RP so it's updated whenever I decide to! Shoto Todoroki has been abused by his father, Enji Todoroki, or Endeavor 10 years of his 15-year life. He resented Endeavor for child neglect, family ab...