Hey guys!!! Another chapter!!! This was supposed to be updated yesterday but people are useless and couldn't give me any USEFUL information so it was updated today! As always!!! I hope you enjoy!
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Izukus POV
I was looking down at my lap. Studying it like the answers to a very important test. "Katsuki." Even without looking at him I could tell he was started. I rarely ever use his actual name. "I need to tell you something. You're going to be pissed and I'm sorry but please listen. He nodded, and I breathed in deeply. Let's hope I don't regret this." Kacchan I'm scared. I messed up big time and I cant fix this." My breath began shaking, my vision was blurring, I was gripping the seat as if I would fall deep into a lonely trench at the bottom of the ocean if I let go. Although, I kinda already feel halfway there. I feel deeply submerged in the ocean but not to the bottom yet. I feel like Im being pushed down by the pressure of the water but not too deep because I can still see the sun. I still have the sun. and as long as I have the sun I'm safe from the dark, but I know that if I lose the sun even, for a bit, I'll be pushed down quickly, with more speed then I can comprehend. Quicker then the shattering of an antique vase once it hits the ground.
"Izuku, please. Tell me what happened." My childhood friend pleaded. He placed a hand on my shoulder, rubbing circles into it with his thumb.
"I-I. . .I killed someone. . ." I breathed out. I knew he couldn't hear it. I could barely hear it.
"What did you say Izuku? I'm sorry, I couldn't hear you." I looked up to meet his eyes.
"Katsuki, I murdered someone. . ." He took his hand off my shoulder and snickered.
"Haha Izuku. Very funny." He smiled lightly and looked back at the road. It was quiet, so he looked back at me for a second or two. "Izuku, you're joking, aren't you?"
"Katsuki, what am I going to do?" . . .no response. He didn't even look at me. ". . .Katsuki? . . ." Please Katsuki, don't make me lose sight of the sun, I'm scared of the dark. "Please say something." Anything.
"Why did you do it?"
"I-I don't know. That's not an easy question."
"Well you said say something! I'm saying something! So answer the shitty question! What in that sick, twisted, fucked up mind of yours told you it was okay to take that persons life? To take away someone's family?"
"I don't know. I knew it was wrong but then I did it anyway and then it turned out to be fun, till I was finished and actually had time to think about it."
"That's not a real reason! What made you do it?"
"I'm telling you. I don't know. I don't understand too much of what happened."
"Then tell me what you do know! "
"Shoto! Shoto happened! He told me that I was a murderer and I believed him! You wanna here something even more fucked up? I enjoyed it until I got bored! Yes! I got fucking bored! And I don't fucking know why but now that I'm away from Shoto I feel so so guilty! I wish I could go back and erase what I did but I can't! My brain can't function properly when I'm around him and it makes me do some stupid shit!"
"You can't fucking blame you murdering someone on the fact that you cant fucking keep it in your pants around a crappy psychopath! That just makes it so much worse! That just makes you his bitch! Not his boyfriend!"
"That's not what I'm saying! I'm saying he words things so perfectly and it's hard to see around it! What would you do if Kirishima told you to murder someone? Hm? What would you do? What would you do if he told you it was the only way for the two of you to be together and you believed him, what would you do?"
