Burned out (kidnapped DekuXTodoroki)

Cold steel

*Deku's POV

I went straight back to class hoping to avoid any kinds of in wanted conversations regarding my disappearance at lunch, but just like every other day luck is not on my side as I bump into Todoroki going around a corner.

"Sorry," I quickly said as I tried to walk past him but he started walking next to me

"Where are you coming from Midoriya? Isn't the lunch room the other way?" He asked casually.

"Um nowhere special," I blurted out not knowing what to say

"So where then?" Todoroki asked again. Damn he knew how to get on my nerves

"I was just going to the bathroom ok, what is with all the questions," I snapped as we walked into the classroom which was half full.

"Midoriya I am just worried about you. You seem to be spending a lot of time alone and I just-" he began to say

"Oh, your one to talk Mr. Solo and quiet," I said to him as I sat down at my desk and lied my head down in my arms hoping that it would end the conversation. I felt Todoroki's presence over my shoulder until the late bell rang and Aizawa sensei walked in and started class. I managed to avoid Todoroki for the rest of the day and it was Ururaka's turn to walk me home.

"So what was Todoroki asking you about that you were so sensitive about?" She asked on our way back to my house

"Please not you too," I pleaded not wanting to talk about it anymore as my wrists began to itch and burn.

"Ok, ok," she said "We are all just worried that's all. We don't expect you to be ok after what happened, and you know if you need any help-" she said but I cut her off

"YOU KNOW WHAT WOULD HELP IS IF ALL OF YOU STOP TREATING ME LIKE I AM MADE OUT OF GLASS," I snapped as I turned my back to here

"I can walk myself home from now on. See you later," I said as I ran off leaving Ururaka calling for me to come back. I ran until I got home and rushed to the kitchen and began rummaging through the kitchen drawers

"Where is it," I said as I began to panic as the burning got worse. It seemed to creep it's way up my arms until I struggled to breath as it reached my chest. I saw a flicker on the floor and rushed over to where I tossed the knife the other day and dug it into the outside of my forearm and dragged it upwards in a shaky line. As the burning subsided I took the knife out and looked at the wound I made. It was deep and uneven.

'What was I thinking,' I thought as I tried to get up but winced as I put my arm on the ground. 'There is no way I can hide this,' I thought as I bit down on my lip and stood up. I walked into the bathroom struggling to stay upright as I cleaned the wound. I got it bandaged up and went straight to bed not even bothering with the homework. I slept through the night and late into the next morning

"Fuck," I said to myself as I looked at the clock. I reached my arm out from under the covers to grab my phone and winced as my cuts rubbed against to the covers. I texted All Might telling him that I would not be coming to school today. I was Thank full when he texted me back saying ok and not asking why. I asked him if he could also bring any homework over for me. He said he would try but he might have to give it to  Iida of Ururaka. I asked him to give it to Bakugou knowing that Iida and Ururaka would be mad at me for my outburst yesterday. All Might replies with an Ok and I lied back down in bed and went back to sleep. The next thing I knew I heard yelling from outside

"Hey, Nerd I have your homework" Bakugou yelled from my door. I got out of bed wincing a little less as my wounds have scabbed over

"Hey Bakugou thanks," I said taking the homework form his hands

"Are you all good in here," he said poking his head in the door

"Yeah I am fine I said as I walked away from the door and put the homework on the table. Bakugou took this time to walk into the kitchen

"Izuku what the hell happened here," he asked grabbing the bloodied knife in the sink

"Oh well I ugh, cut my finger while making a salad the other day and I just have not done the dishes yet, " I lied as I took the knife from his hand. Must have been a bad cut he said looking at the fairly sizable amount of blood in the sink sounding suspicious.

"Ugh yeah it was, well thanks again-" I said as I began to guide him to the door but he stopped

"I overheard from Ururaka what you said to her yesterday," he said. I began to sweat as he walked past me

"No one thinks you are a piece glass or some shit like that you stupid idiot, it's just what friends do. I thought you knew that," he said as he walked out the door slamming it behind him. I stood there trembling with the knife tightly held in my hand.

'Damn it,' I cursed at my self as I fell to my knees.

"Bakugou not you to, please, don't treat me like some broken thing you can just fix. I thought I could trust you, why Kachan, why' I thought as I undid my bandages and brought the knife to my wrists.

'I can't trust anyone, no one at all, not my friends not my teachers, not myself' I thought as I was about to drag the blade across but the door opened again as Bakugou walked through the door

"I forgot my phone-" he began to say as he saw me on the ground crying. I managed to cover my cuts by curling up into a tight ball.

"You ok-" he began to say but I just couldn't take it anymore

"JUST GO YOU FAKE!" I yelled as I began cradling myself in my arms trying to stop my crying. I felt an arm reach across my shoulder in a hug of some kind. My head shot up as I glared at Kachan. For the first time, he looked scared and to the point where he was almost crying himself.

"Izu," he said trying to comfort me but I shoved him off me telling him to leave once again. After a minute I heard the sound of the door opening and closing again signaling that Bakugou was gone

'I am not weak'
'I am not broken'

'But you are'

'I am weak'
'I am a mistake'
'I failed Bakugou'
'Ururaka'
'Iida'
'Todoroki'
'Aizawa'

'Mom'

I'm sorry I failed all of you