Save Me From Myself (Midoriya x Todoroki)

Chapter 3: Bloody, Bruised and Broken

I'M ALIVE BITCH

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Deku POV

I head to the roof for lunch, even though I don't have any, thanks to waking up late. Well, it's still relaxing to be up there, overlooking the... mostly peaceful city. I wait a few minute in the classroom and then take the long way to avoid Bakugo and any of his friends, just avoiding people in general, I learned the hard way that people suck.I open the door to the roof and scowl when I see a person already sitting there, in my typical spot. The nerve! I peek around the corner to see Todoroki-kun sitting there. He turns around and sees me and I jerk back to safety, hiding from him.

'What if saw me? Did he? Does he think that i'm a stalker? Nooooooooo' I whine in my head, thinking how much of of an idiot I am while growing mushrooms in the corner. I sit down, away from Todoroki, afraid to embarrass myself even more, and start drawing and worrying in my journal, looking at the cityscape.

I look at my bandages, rolling up my sleeves up to see my scarred flesh. Most cuts are scabs, but a few of the night and deeper cuts are still bleeding out slowly, but seen better than before. I tightly wrap the bloody bandages around my arms again before anybody sees. I should probably go to the nurse now to get some clean bandages, hardly anybody should be out now.

"Bye Todoroki-kun." I say hurriedly, sprinting down the stairs to the nurses office.

Suddenly, I'm pulled back from my arm, yelping as the attacker rips a few cuts open by the force. I could feel the fresh blood seeping down by arm, instantly feeling dizzy. "Sto-" I get cut off by being slammed into the wall.

"Did you think you could hide from me Deku? Huh? That you could run from me? Do you think that you are better than me?" He snaps angrily.

I shake my head, "N-Ack!" I cough as Bakugo punches me in the gut. "SHUT THE FUCK UP DEKU!" He growls, sending a barrage of punches at me while his friends hold me down, unable to defend myself. I cry silently, begging for someone to help me, but nobody ever does, they just look away and walk faster, ignoring what's going on.

He finally stops, looking down at his work, smirking while his followers laughing their asses off.

I lay on the floor, bloody, bruised and broken, blood flowing quickly out of my cuts at a steady rate, not seeming to slowly down anytime soon.I look up weakly, seeing Bakugo and his gang walking away, not even looking back or caring about the mess they caused, as I slowly close my eyes, drifting into the darkness.

'Why do I have to be so weak?'

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Thank you for reading this crap. I'm pretty sure you people might want to kill me at this point, but hey! That's your problem. You need to find me first.