New kids [BNHA OC]

Mom's home...,

(A.N. hey so I just wanted to say the villain deku fan fic that is completed the only one I have that's completed so far so that's fun but I came to you with a warning that this chapter is a bit harsh and contains some abuse in the beginning  but after that it should be good for now but you've been warned)

Emiko [POV]

I saw the panic in Ichi's eyes when he heard her car pull up to the driveway.  Usually by now we would be in bed sleeping or trying to sleep.  She treated Ichi like a dirty animal always yelling at him especially when she was drunk.  He didn't see how she drank when he was in the hospital though, I think somewhere deep inside her she felt guilty.  Ichi started to tremble as the door seemed to unlock in slow motion as she came in shaking her umbrella off outside propping it against the wall.  She slammed the door behind her

"Ichiro what on earth are you doing up still all three of you?" She asked her voice a sickly sweet tone like the eerie calm before the storm.  Ichiro didn't say anything he couldn't say anything even if he wanted.  Mom didn't know sign language either and wouldn't give either of us a chance to translate.  She took a few steps closer

"Did you even do anything today?  I bet you just sat around in your room like you always do" she started to raise her voice and even though she was still a few feet away I could smell the alcohol on her breath

"You should have been training?  You have to make up for those six lost years of waste" she kept getting closer.  I took a quick glance at Midoriya he was confused but also kind of scared

"Are you even listening to me?" Ichiro avoided looking at her out of fear but that was just adding fuel to the flame.  He trembled on the floor

"That's why you're so weak you don't listen to me and I know what's best for you" she shouted, I knew she was wrong, everyone in this room except for Ichiro knew that she was wrong.  I knew that he was much stronger than he looked but Mom never looked deep enough to realize that.  Ichi had a powerful quirk that he knew how to manage for offense and defense.  He was smart and could make decisions quickly.  She didn't see any of that she just saw the bad things about him.  How he was shy, uncooperative, scared which in her eyes was weak.  He started to sign something but stopped as she grabbed him

"Are you even listening to me?  Just because you were int he hospital for a week doesn't mean that you can just slack off now" He tried to back away but she grabbed him by the hair

"Answer when an adult talks to you" she shouted 

"Mom he has no voice he can't talk" I tried to tell her but she completely ignored me.  She always did.  She raised her hand up slapping him across the face.

"Honey I think that's enough he couldn't do anything today anyways he still needs to rest" Dad insisted coming back downstairs "Come upstairs it's time for bed anyways" He waved her over.  She glanced at him before looking back at Ichiro

"Useless garbage" she scoffed shoving him down before following dad upstairs.  Ichiro leaned on one hand on the floor his hair covering his face

"Ichiro are you okay?" I asked

'I am going to bed' he signed taking his crutches.  As he stood up I could see the red mark on his face forming from where she slapped him.  It looked like it was going to bruise.  He shakily went upstairs

"I, I should go" Midoriya stood up quickly

"Yeah...," I agreed

"Thanks for having me over I'll let myself out just make sure he's okay" Midoriya grabbed his school bag "Goodnight" he waved shutting the door behind him as he left.  Me and Mika went upstairs stopping at Ichi's room.  I knocked on the door opening it slowly.  He was standing at his mirror leaning on one crutch examining the mark.  He winced as he brushed his fingers over it.  I sighed shutting the door.  We both went to our rooms and got ready for bed turning off the light at around midnight.  I didn't fall asleep until at least an hour later.  That's how the next few days went, wake up, go to school, come home, have a good time and mom come home yelling about something.  She came home earlier and earlier.  One morning when I came downstairs in the kitchen Ichi wasn't sitting at the counter like he usually was.  We had developed the system now.  Mika would come down first to make breakfast, Ichiro would come down after and I would be last to make sure mom wasn't awake.