It's Too Late (BakuDeku) (Bakugou X Suicidal Deku)

Chapter 2

Bakugou P.O.V

I got home and went to my room. I threw both mine and Deku’s backpacks in the corner of my room. I had sat down on my bed but I stood back up to grab Deku’s backpack. I knew it was wrong to search through his bag but no one was there so what's the harm in doing so. I emptied the contents of his bag on the ground. There were 2 notebooks, a phone, school books, pencils, pens, and...razor blades. 6 of them. Some were covered in blood and some looked new. That’s when I realized he had been cutting himself.

'But why? Why would he do this to himself? Out of all people, why him? Doesn't he know that people care about him?'

I picked up the notebooks with shaking hands. One of them was just his book of heroes but the other was a diary. I opendend the book to find tons of journal entries about me. About how I bullied him.

Dear diary, today Kacchan told me to “Take a swan dive off the roof”. Did he actually mean it? Some days I want to tell him what his words are doing to me but I know that would just make him hate me more. I don't want him to hate me. I want to be his friend but he doesn't want to be my friend.

Dear diary, today Kacchan told me to “fucking die you worthless piece of shit”. I hate myself so much! Why do I have to live? I'm just a stupid quirkless idiot.

Dear diary, I looked in the mirror today and realized how ugly I am.

Dear diary, I got into UA! I'm scared that Kacchan will bully me like he did in middle school. I know he got into UA too because he's really amazing at everything.

Dear diary, my first day of school was today. Kacchan is in my class. He screamed at me because of my quirk.

Dear diary, Kacchan wasn't at school today. I'm worried about him.

Dear diary, today Bakugou told me to stop calling him ‘Kacchan’ because we aren't friends.

Dear diary, today I realized how beautiful Bakugou’s eyes are. His crimson red eyes. He glared at me today with those eyes. Although they were filled with hatred towards me they were still dazzling.

Dear diary, Bakugou was acting as mean as always but today it just hurt a lot. I wanted pain. I picked up some razor blades from the gas station went home and cut my skin.

I slammed the book shut and threw it at the wall. He cuts himself because of what I did to him it's all my fault!

“GODDAMNIT!” I screamed.

“WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU SCREAMING ABOUT YOU BRAT!?” My hag of a mother screamed at me.

Midoriya P.O.V

I got home and went straight to my room. I could feel more tears streaming down my face.

“Izuku? Honey are you okay?” My mother said while knocking on my door. I sighed.

“I'm fine mom. I just have a lot of homework to do.”

“Oh ok. I just wanted to tell you I have to go back to work. I won't be back until about 3:00am. Dinner's in the fridge you will just need to heat it up in the microwave.”

I heard her walk away and I started to rummage around my drawers looking for my blades. I found one and went to the bathroom. I sat on the floor and pulled up my sleeves. Hundreds of scars were layered on them. I pressed the blade against my skin and slowly watched beads of blood start to seep out. I dragged the blade across my skin and watched more blood pour out. Something about it is so satisfying. I did it a few more times and then washed my arm of with soap and water. It stung but I deserved the pain.

I looked around for my phone and remembered it was in my backpack. 'Shit' I thought. I laid down on my bed and just stared at the ceiling for awhile. I looked at my clock and it was 9:00pm. I wasn't hungry so I just went to bed. It took me awhile to fall asleep but when I did my dreams were filled with yelling and blood.

My alarm went off and I woke up crying. I closed my eyes again dreading going to school.