Chapter 13

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Warning, slight sadness, you may cry, probably not, but no guarantee you wont.
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Food.
That was the only thing on your mind for the next hour before dinner. And when the time finally came, your stomach groaned with delight, and so did you. You knew all to well that you were going to eat as much food as you could, you wanted so badly to end the aching pains of your hunger. Katsuki sat down as far away from everyone as possible and pulled you out of his pocket. You settled with a large chunk of chicken that had been torn off, but the second you were about to take a bite Kirishima walked over. Katsuki quickly picked you up and shoved you back into his jacket.
"Just my luck." You muttered to yourself. You just wanted food, cant the universe let you eat in peace. For what felt like the millionth time this week you longed for this nightmare to finally end, luckily it would soon, tonight in fact. From what you could hear there were three other people with Kirishima, most likely Mina, Hanta, and Denki. They had sat down and stayed there for the rest of dinner, so you never did get to eat anything.
Katsuki opened the door to his room and flopped on the bed again, pulling out his phone to check any notifications he may have gotten in the past hour, which wasn't many. You climbed out of his jacket pocket and onto his chest to see what he was occuping himself with, even though you knew it couldn't more important than getting you food. He was scrolling through some social media app that was fairly similar to Vine, the logo was a black background with a white, blue, and pink music note, you couldn't remember the name of it though. You sat down in front of the phone screen, but far enough back that you wouldn't block his view, or what little of it you could block. He continued scrolling through social media for a few more minuets before he stood up, and grabbed you again. He placed you in the drawer, and you heard the shufffling of feet and the opening of a drawer. There was a bit of what sounded like Katsuki rustling through clothes before a sudden stop, and silence filled the room. There was an eerily dark feeling in the atmosphere, and that wasn't just because you were shut in a drawer with no light. After what felt like forever you heard slow footsteps returning towards the desk that you were trapped in. The drawer was yanked open, light flooded in, blinding you for a moment before your eyes adjusted to the sudden change of lighting, and thats when everything started to piece together, and not in a good way. Katsuki's face was blank, with no readable expression, and he was holding a shoe box. The same box that was in his shirt drawer, the same one that you had found the photo in, the photo of him and Izuku. His hand reached for you and completely engulfed you in its suffocating grip, you were pulled out of the drawer and placed on the desk next to the box. Katsuki looked at you one last time with a flash of betrayal in his eyes before leaving the room. You sat down, there were plenty of ways to hide or escape, but you didnt, for some unexplainable reason you stayed. After a few dreadfully long minutes Katsuki returned with a jar held tightly in his left hand, and that same terrifying blank expression. He walked towards the desk unscrewing the lid and placing it on the desk next to you. He picked you up and dropped you into the jar, you did nothing to oppose this, you accepted your fate. The lid, which you now noticed had fairly large air-holes but not big enough for you to escape, was replaced on the jar.
The look in Katsuki's eyes was heart wrenching. That look of pure betrayal and distrust shot like a bullet through your heart, it was enough to make anyone regret any decisions they had made. The ability to shoot regret into anyone at any time, whether it be through a sinister look or a distrustful one, Katsuki definitely had it. He placed the jar on the desk and turned away, not bothering to put the box back into its hiding place in his shirt drawer.
You didn't sleep well that night. The cool glass sent chills up your spine as you lowered yourself onto the floor of the jar. The moonlight shone dimly through the window, silhouetting the curled up figure in the bed on the other side of the room. The shadows stared at you, giving you a sense of unease and watchfulness, as if they were tracking your every move. The feeling of loneliness was mixed with the fear of being watched, it was unsettling and one of the many things that kept you awake that night.
When the morning finally came the sunlight slowly flowed into the room, removing all the insecurity of the unrecognizable shadows. But as good comes and takes away the bad, so follows even worse. The sharp, loud sound of the alarm clock startled you, and you jumped, immediately gaining goosebumps from the cold, bone-chilling glass that surrounded you. Katsuki pushed himself up and barely acknowledged you as he put the box away began his usual morning routine, the only thought he gave towards you was shoving the jar you were trapped in into his desk drawer. You heard the shuffling of him changing int his school uniform before the opening of the door, and a slamming sound quickly following.
The pitch black darkness surrounded you, and for the next half hour you were in denial. Everything was fine and he just forgot about you, he would be back soon, right? You spent next few hours sitting alone in the dark, with the chilling glass surrounding you, as the only comfort you had. Your stomach ached with pain, you were starving and in need of food, it grew with each minute, only adding on to your misery. The darkness cooed at you to fall asleep, the tiredness you felt was immense and you tried to fall asleep but you just couldn't. No matter how hard you tried, you couldn't sleep. For hours you tried to calm yourself, and erase any grim thoughts from your mind, but nothing worked. The seconds ticked by slowly, each one seemingly loner than the last, until finally, after what seemed like forever, the silence was broken, and the doorknob turned.
Annoyed footsteps made there way towards the desk and the chair was moved.
"Bakugo?" You spoke. You usually called people by their first names, mainly to be spiteful, but at this point it didn't matter, you just wanted to be released from this prison. All you wanted was for everything to be back to the way it was, back to normal, you wanted to carry on with your life.
"Bakugo, can you let me out now." You called, this time a bit louder, but still no answer. You kept trying, asking him to set you free,  until eventually the drawer was yanked open, and light poured in blinding you again. Your eyes were met with glaring dark crimson ones. He lifted the jar out of the drawer, and raised to eye level. The expression on Katsuki's face was finally readable, but you wished it wasn't. He had a horrible sadistic look of animosity that made your stomach churn. You backed up and pressed yourself against the wall behind you, trying to put as much distance between the two of you as possible.
"Ya know... you made a huge mistake..." His voice was low and dark, he was trying to sound as intimidating as he could but you could hear the slight unease in it. Your heart was thumping loudly, terrified of what was to come. He slammed the container onto the table and his hands were placed on the back of his lowered head.
"None of this was supposed to happen. If-if you had just stayed back none of this would have happened. But because of you..." he trailed off and you could hear the shakiness in his voice. He lifted his head to look at you, and you were filled with dread and regret in less than a mere second. That face. That expression. He was crying, his mouth was slightly turned into a sadistic crooked smile and his eyes stared into your soul, almost screaming at you 'Why, why did you do this, why did you cause me so much pain!?'
"You are the reason for this. YOU ARE THE REASON, NO ONE WAS SUPPOSED TO SEE THAT! BUT YOU, YOU HAD TO GO THROUGH MY STUFF, YOU COULDN'T HELP YOURSELF, AND NOW YOUR GOING TO MAKE A FOOL OF ME!" he picked up the jar and stormed over to the door. He yanked it open and continued yelling,
"YOU KNOW WHAT, I DON'T CARE! I DON'T CARE WHO FINDS YOU, YOU ARE A WORTHLESS INSIGNIFICANT IDIOT! I DON'T CARE WHAT HAPPENS TOU YOU! I DON'T CARE IF YOU DIE!" That last sentence stung you, the way it rolled off his tongue so easily, it hurt. Your heart hammered wildly against your chest, threatening to burst through, and you were on the verge of crying. With that he threw the jar into the hall and slammed the door shut. The impact sent aches and agony flooding though your body, giving you a fresh set of injuries.
When it finally stopped rolling you stood up, only to collapse onto the ground again in pain and dismay. Hot tears streamed down your face blood seeped from your nose and mouth, large bruises showed evidence of their existence through aching, even though they were invisible. Your heart continued to pound, crimson blood stained your shirt the color of dark cherries, and the image of Katsuki's face flashed in your mind. The look he gave you as he lifted his head was permanently etched in your brain, the dread and regret you felt still evident. You never before had such an immense feeling of abandonment, terror, and heartbrokenness in your life. Everything hurt, and it wasn't just the hunger stabbing at your insides, but your whole body ached with dread and pain, and you didn't notice the gentle, careful lifting of the jar, you didn't notice the comforting voice speaking to you. At least, not at first.
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Ending where we started, well not completely ending, there is quite a bit left in this story that I want to write, and possibly a sequel, or ill just make this twice as long, but most likely there will be a sequel, however it wont be for a while, I still have to finish this story. Well sorry if you cried, I tried to make this as less depressing and dark as I originally planned so it might not be the best, but let me tell you, the original idea for this made my emotionless friend cry a bit, and it was pretty dark, so... anyway have a beautiful day you beautiful person.

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