Chapter sevennnn

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As soon as I walked in the door,I was punched and fell to the floor.
"Get up you helpless runt!"My step father yelled to me.
I slowly stood up to face him.
He then hit me on my cheek bone and I instantly felt the warm blood rush down my face.
My father always wore rings when he was giving me a beating.This was his way of punishment...for whatever I did.
"You're weak like your mother.She left because of you.I loved that women and she left because OF YOU!"He yelled the last part as he slung his first across my face,ripping the cut open more.
I fell to the floor again and this gave him more access to my back.
He kicked it once and that one by itself nearly cut my breathing off.
I tried to crawl along the floor to get to the kitchen but he put his foot on my back so I couldn't move.
"Where do you think you're going?"He said with a grin smothered on his face.
He then took his foot off and kicked me in the side of the head with his sock covered foot.Usually he would put stone toed shoes on for this but he didn't this time.
My head was pounding.I might not make it out of this one.I don't think he was planning on finishing any time soon.
"I'm going to get a smoke.If you aren't in the same place when I get back,I'll gut you."He barked.
He walked away and I was left on the floor.My face was on the ground in the small pool of blood that was created by my face.
I looked around to see if there was anything I could protect myself with,and with my luck,there wasn't.
I heard my father coming back so I got back in the position I had been in earlier.
He was now smoking a cigarette and came and sat on top of my back.
He didn't way more than 200 pounds so I could still breath.It was kind of difficult though since I had the breath knocked out of me a few seconds ago.
He started mumbling something that I could barely hear.My head was just throbbing too loud.
I suddenly felt a stinging pain on my arm.
He had put his cigarette against it and was now burning me.
I started to squirm and that only made him more angry.
"Stop moving you little shit!"He yelled as he pushed the cigarette harder into my arm.
My eyes started to water but I couldn't cry because he would probably kill me if I did.I had learned that crying wasn't an option a few years ago.
He finally took the cigarette off after a few more seconds and took another puff from it.
He was now done with it and put it back on my arm in the same place and twisted so it would go out.
I almost yelled when I felt it.
He got up and placed it on the counter then went to the kitchen and grabbed his pocket knife from his coat.
When he got back,he had it open and was staring me down.
"Make a peep and I'll stab you."He said with an angered tone and put the knife in his pant pocket.
He then came and grabbed me by my arms and drug my into the kitchen where he set my on the counter.
He began pulling my pants off when I heard a knock on the door.
"Go to your room.I have someone coming over.If you make any noise,you'll regret it."He said as he walked to the door.
I got up as fast as I could and limped to my room.
"I have to get out of here."I said to myself as I shit my bedroom door.
"He was going to rape me!"I yelled in my head.
He had never tried to do that before.
I started looking for my phone and found it on my dresser.
I looked through my contacts and found one of my old friends and called them.
They answered and told me that they were busy.
"Shit!"Was all I could think to say.
I then went to my bathroom and looked at my cut.It was about and inch and a half long and looked pretty deep.There was blood dripping all the way down my neck and soaking into my shirt.
The only thing I could do was clean it with a damp rag and cover it with bandages.
And that's exactly what I did.

I could hear the two guys down stairs and they were laughing.It was something about the guys son that was making them laugh.The voice sounded awfully familiar.

I ended up going to sleep early and wasn't disturbed for the rest of the day.

Deku was put in the hospital for two weeks with three broken ribs.I was furious.
He had told everyone that he had fell don the stairs in school when he went to pick up his homework he had forgot.
I was furious that he hadn't told them what happened.
He covered up for me.
I was furious that he had lied and gave me more chances to beat the shit out of him.This wasn't the first time he had covered for me either.
He had lied when I broke his arm and when I broke his nose.He had lied when I fractured his other arm and dislocated his shoulder.And he had lied when I busted his face open so bad that he had to go to the emergency room and get eight stitches.
I couldn't believe it.He had put up with so much of my shit and he didn't even try to get back at me.What was his problem?
I wanted him to fight back.I wanted it to be a fair fight.I didn't even use my quirk.
It just made me so angry each time he didn't fight back so I would come back and hurt him again.And after I beat him,he would always pretend it didn't happen.He treated me like we were friends.And it tore me apart every time.
•one year after this•
I was hanging out with some of my fiends when Deku walked by.He simply smiled to me.
One of them nudged my shoulder like they wanted to beat him up.I shook my head no since I had started feeling bad for him lately.
They insisted anyways and ran after him without me.
"Get your asses back here!"I yelled.
They didn't stop.
"Midoriya!Run!"I said in my head but couldn't let it get out of my mouth.
I started running after them so they couldn't hurt Deku.
They wouldn't stop and had gotten ahold of his arms.
I couldn't think of any other way to protect him so I shot a blast of fire towards the two guys holding him.
They let go just in time for it to hit Deku in the stomach.
It burnt through his clothes and left a large 2nd degree burn on his stomach.
The two guys had ran off and left me with Deku as he had fell unconscious when he hit the ground.
I didn't know what to do.I couldn't bring him home because then they would know I did it.And I couldn't just leave him here because he would get ran over.
Cursing at myself,I picked him up and threw him over my shoulder.
"Damn Deku.Why do I always have to be apart of this bullshit."I whispered.
I rushed him to the emergency room as fast as possible.
I handed him over to the doctors and told them his name.I was told to stay there so they could ask me questions once they were done settling him,but I didn't stay.I didn't want him to know I had brought him to the emergency room.
I took off once they had taken him in.

Deku has claimed that he hadn't remembered what had happened that day.He claimed that the burn had happened while he was cooking something on his stove and had spilt it on himself.
I forced myself to believe him because I didn't want to accept the fact that he had a permanent scar on his stomach from me.One that was very noticeable.Its not like this was the only one he had from me,but the way that it happened was what got to me.

•Present time•
"If I choose to spend my money on you,it's not a waste."I replied as he had shoved the last clothes in his bags and was now packing his toothbrush,toothpaste,and deodorant.
"I-I'm read-ready...Kachan."He said as he attempted to pick the suitcase up.
He couldn't get it up so I took it and followed him out into the living room.
"We are leaving now.You can come back to my place or you can go wherever.I don't care."I said to Todoroki as I took Midoriya's keys and put them in my pocket.
"I will deal with this stuff then go back to class."He said as he pointed to the alcohol,blades,and gun.
"Alri-"I was cut off by Midoriya.
"You-y-you found m-my gun?"Midoriya seemed worried now.
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There's 1550 words!!!
Sorry for the abuse and such.Its sad for me because I am making these poor babies go through it.Im a monster.
And I got one last thing to say:
Every time I see the cover of this,I keep thinking that Miduis dabbing and it kills me XD

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