Bakudeku

Chapter 3

Deku's POV-

Deku ran up the stairs. His legs burned as he kept churning. Deku panted and sweat as he kept jumping up the stairs. Deku let out a huge sob like his mother had just died. 

"I-I'm sorry!" Deku shouted as he reached the top of the roof. He cried like no tomorrow as he stepped closer to the edge. He put his feet on the edge as he felt adrenaline rushing through his veins. He closed his eyes and stepped forward. He dropped like a stone as he felt the wind lapping his face. Then he felt concrete and an immense amount of pain. Then darkness.

Bakugou's POV- 

Bakugou just got done yelling a Deku as he had a tantrum because Bakugou pushed him. Damn, even his tantrum's cute. Today was the perfect day to give him the note. -TOIME SKAP-  Bakugou hasn't seen Deku since he ran off. He got up lazily from his couch and waked out the door. He walked over to Deku's room. He opened the door and to his surprise, Deku isn't there. He only see's a note sitting perfectly still on his bed. Bakugou walked over and read the note. 

"Dear anyone who's reading this...I'm sorry. Nobody hears my call for help. Even my best friends, Kacchan and Uraraka they didn't notice. Am I that good at hiding a frown? I mean..I am so used to hiding my feelings, all I know right now, is sadness and emptiness. I don't know how to put it all down on paper..but the real message is please don't hate me. I am sorry. Goodbye, Kacchan. You'll find me around the school campus somewhere. Outside. Please don't hate me.."

Bakugou  cried for the first time as he read this. No...No NO NO NO NO! Bakugou set down the paper and ran outside like the sun was falling on him.

"NO!" Bakugou couldn't believe Midoriya would ever do such thing. He was lying. Lying to scare him. Bakugou's legs started running without his command. He ran around the campus and found Deku in the back. 

"Holy Shit! Deku!" Bakugou spotted him laying face down to the concrete. Blood. Blood on his face, frail body and recently washed clothes. He fell to his knees ignoring the searing pain in them. Blood coming out of Deku's mouth. He looked like he was crying and broken, but still in a smile. 

"Deku! Stop pulling this dumb ass prank! Wake up!" Bakugou screamed. He put his hands on the small body frame Deku had. He shook Deke not caring if his blood got on Bakugou's hands. He took out his phone and explained everything while wailing in cries of distress.

Bakugou crouched lower starting to accept the fact, Deku was gone. Gone forever. Why? WHY?

He started crying over him, clutching his chest like his heart would beat out of his it. He didn't notice, but his note blew away and was additionally jerking back and forth from the wind as it laid on the ground. The words visible were,"I like you a lot, Deku." 

Bakugou felt like his heart would fall out of his chest. Someone had just put a huge hole in it. The paramedics arrived and had to pull Bakugou off. He struggled and cried. Once they got him into the ambulance, Bakugou could only fall to a heap onto the ground. He must have been there for at least 5 minutes or more.

Uraraka came around to see Bakugou crouched on his knees and blood soaking the concrete. He only heard her footsteps rushing at him. He felt her soft hand on his shoulder comforting him. He blared out a shrill wail as Uraraka could only ask what happened.

"Omg, Bakugou!" Uraraka hugged him as he sobbed. Bakugou tried to nudged her off but gave in after his heart protested.

"D-Deku..He..." Bakugou couldn't get the words out. Uraraka's hand started rubbing his back. 

"He jumped! He's gone, Uraraka! He's never coming back! He left you and me! Gone! Never to be seen again!" He yelled aloud. Uraraka flinched and moved her hand away. She called something out, but Bakugou was to emotional to listen. More rapid footstep were coming at him, like a stampede. He was overwhelmed with fear. 

"Iida! Deku's dead!" Uraraka shouted. Dead. That word haunts Bakugou. Dead isn't the right word, it feels cold. Like the word states, dead. Bakugou finally felt his anger bubbling up inside him again. He pushed passed all of Deku's former friends. He went straight up to his room, tired and ready to quit. 

He lost Deku. Deku.......that name lingers in his mind. He slunk into his bed, not caring if he hurt himself. Who gives a damn?! Deku wasn't there with him. He could have told him earlier, then Deku might be alive.

Bakugou suddenly remembers the note sitting on Deku's bed. He ran over before investigators came to take away all evidence left behind. He crushed the door and snatched the note. He looked at it over and over again. Why did he do it? Was it me?! AM I THE CAUSE!? 

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Bakugou woke up in the morning. the sun blinding him. He hauled his body away from the sun and tried to sleep more. He couldn't bring himself to get up anyway. Wait! Deku must be awake. He searched his pocket for his note. Then his heart lurched as he remembered yesterday. He laid back down and shut his eyes. He knew he was unable to go back asleep. He wavered as he flashbacks of Deku's body popped up in his mind. The blood everywhere. His blood on Bakugou's hands, on the concrete, on the paramedics, everywhere. He couldn't cleanse his mind. He couldn't. Why, Deku? Why...

Lob, henlo. Hhh 967 words.