What Happened to me..?

CHPT 1.

This book is about suicide. Leave if you get triggered by this.

No ones POV

It was the first Monday of February.
Bakugou hasn't been feeling like himself lately. He's been losing self confidence and losing his temper easily. But no one knew what was going on with him.

Bakugou was at home, sitting on his couch. He skipped through channels on the tv. Channel to channel to channel. "Ugh!" He sighed in annoyance. Bakugou through the remote across the room, the back cover flew off and the batteries were in the floor. He lied his head down and let his mind rest.

  His phone went off, it was a timer. It read "Take Meds and wrap arm." He glances at his phone and then got up.

   He rolled up his sleeves of his black hoodie. Cuts were shown on his arms, bruises on his hands, and his knuckles red as ever. Bakugou reaches for the faucet and turns it on. He grabbed a plastic cup and filled it up half way, enough for him to swallow his pills.

   He then walked over to the medication cabinet and grabbed his depression meds. He took two pills out of the bottle and swallowed it with that water he had gotten. As he swallowed, he through the cup into the sink and grabbed the wrap and and the Neosporin. He put a bit of Neosporin on his cuts and rubs it in. "Ow! Fuck!" Bakugou's cuts were burning. It hurt extremely bad but he knew he had to clean it. He wrapped his arm with the wrap and went back to the couch.

   It was 4 pm...
And Bakugou was supposed to be at kirishima's 2 hours ago. He decided not to go anymore. They were gonna meet up with Sero and Denki but, bakugou didn't go.

   His phone was vibrating with worried texts from Sero Kaminari And Kirishima. But mostly from Kiri. Kirishima just cares to much for him! He's his best bro!

Bakugou's POV
   The other night, I cut my wrist. I did it so I could feel something besides my depressive moods.
   I've never thought of calling a hotline or calling in for a therapist. And I still don't. I feel like I don't need it. I can do this on my own.

   I grabbed my phone to see all of the texts that were spammed to me. I opened my phone and texted kiri back saying. "I'm staying home. I don't want to go out today." I sent.

  I through my phone down and sighed. Thoughts of me being an asshole to everyone had came to my mind.
   I began to cry...
   Tears streamed down my face... drop after drop. I became more suicidal then I should have been...

Kirishima's POV

   I was worried. I never see Katsuki like this!
"What'd he say?" Sero asked as he leaned over my shoulder. I showed him the text. He looked worried as well.
   I don't want to see Katsuki like this. It hurts me and the rest of the gang. I feel like he needs to talk to me. Maybe we should visit his house later.

Sero's POV

  Seeing what Bakugou has replied with seemed un-normal. He has been acting very strange lately. He usually comes with us when we go out as a group!
   Mina already couldn't come, so it was just us three boy's at my place.
   "We should visit him later." Kiri suggested.
    "Yeah! Maybe that'll cheer him up a bit! Time with the gang! Minus Mina though." Denki replied.
     I gave a big grin. "Let's do it!"

We grabbed our stuff and headed out...