Death of a true hero(Yandere Bakugou X reader)

Part 6

I walked into the room full of villians, the villians who tortured me for a month straight where now stood infront of me, where on an even playing field now, at least.
I'm giving up my dreams of becoming a hero... But I'm not sad. I only wanted to be a hero to protect her. I'll become a villian to protect her too...
The annoying bitch with the blond buns was bouncing around me. She turned to me and raised a seductive eyebrow, "you know... If things don't work out with her I can make myself look like her. I think we'd have soooo much more fun."

This bitch... She could never compare too (y/n).
She will always just be a cheap copy.

My mind flashed back to the torture I endured because of this bitch and the rest of them. My anger welled up in my stomach but I have to control it at least for now.
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3 weeks earlier-

I was chained up in a cold empty room. The villain Dabi stood over me his cold blue eyes felt like they where looking into my soul.
"What the hell do you want freak?"
He sighed, "she has awful taste. She so pretty and... Pure. She could get so much better then you."

I hate him.
Fuck this guy.
Fuck this guy.
Ill kill him!

"Are you jealous?"  the usual arrogant smirk plastered across my face.
"Why would I be?" he smiled, "I'm the one who gets to see her now. Your locked in this room,I can do whatever I want to her ... Stupid kid."
"Touch her and ill... I'll... KILL you," I screamed and shook my head angrily as I tried pulling my way out of my chains that held my arms back; stopping me from killing that freaky asshole.
"Just for being an asshole," he pulled out a gag from a chest of draw in the corner of the room and put it over my face, "finally some peace and quiet."

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A few hours later-

My eyes where fixed on the plain white cracked walls trying desperately not to think about what that stitched up asshole could be doing to her.

Creek.

The door opened, a beautiful and formiliar face peaked around the corner of the door. Her perfect round eyes looked at me and my heart raced as she said my name, "Bakugou?"

It's (y/n),
My love. I've missed her so much.

But... there was something diffrent about her.

Those eyes didn't sparkle the way they normally do.

The pattern of her footsteps was off.

It's not her. 

She ran towards me and quickly lifted the gag away from my mouth.
"Baby, I've missed you," she blushed a sly smirk twitched at the corner of her lips.
"Who the hell are you!?!" I pulled away from her, "don't touch me bitch!"
Her laughter filled the air as she spoke in a now childlike tone , "I'm Toga, nice to meet you."

The rest of my night was horrible, I watched as the fake (y/n) used a knife to slowly torture me and cut into her own flesh, making me watch every malicious move she made.
She laughed more manickly as she watched tears roll down my face...

... Even if its not really her...

.... I can't watch this..

After hours Toga finaly grew bored of this torture and transformed back into her real self the blond buns bouncing happily as she left the room, her annoying humming filled the air.

She turned to me as she left with a  smile, "See you again soon, pretty boy!" she raised her blood soaked hands and made them into a heart shape. Taunting me with the satisfied smug on her face before finally leaving the room.

How am I supposed to stay sane seeing that?

Everyday..

She came back every single day....

I have to see the person I loves face being covered in blood, her perfect body being tortured...

I need to see the real (y/n) again... I can't live like this.

I need the real (Y/n).

Ill die without her!

Sometimes I hear her crying and yelling though the walls,
I wish I could call out to her,
comfort her,
Hold her.
This dam gag in my mouth and these chains make all that impossible.

Ill have her back soon.
I know I will!