I'm Sorry...? Izuku Who?

Screw that "dad" ... mother?

The creaking of the bed filled the empty hallways of the apartment. The almost silent sobs of Midoriya Izuku who struggles against his fathers grip. He almost whines as his father once again forces himself inside him. Already pushing himself from staying awake. He starts to loses consciousness when he hears the door open.

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Waking up to silence... was strange to say. He was sure this was not a dream because as soon as he put one foot onto the floor instant pain shot to his hips. He grits his teeth, not looking at the dried up mess that he felt on the bed as he got up. Slowly, he puts on his clothes. Eventually limps out of his fathers and mothers room. He glanced around the corner to the living room. Nothing... This is very strange... He continues looking around. Not noticing his mother stomps behind him until she pushes past him. With widen eyes he hears her scowl. Calling him trash under her breathe before walking into the kitchen.

Izuku POV

'Ahh' I realised. Recalling the incident before. 'She must've walked in last night. ' Though she doesn't like how her "husband" treats me. Why? Well it's because I, Midoriya Izuku is getting ALL of the attention from father. She puts up with it. Just because she wants to be with him. But that doesn't mean anything for our relationship, she'll still hate me for being who I am. For being a freak... For liking guys. I sigh hoping that I just might be able to make it out of here... Without any bruises.

"IZUKU!"

Or... I may not be able to...