Walls Are Made To Be Broken《Shinkami》 FINISHED

VIII:Steamy session

⚠️ABUSE WARNING⚠️
👅smut warning👅
Shinsou

I'm still in the hospital after three days. I miss Kaminari so much when he's gone, he brought me clothes, art stuff, and my ukalele. Which I very much appreciate. But still he has school so I'm alone the majority of the time.

I mean, it gives me time to keep up with my favorite Youtubers and draw and think, but it's still lonely. According to the doctors and nurses I can go home in a few days but I wont be able to go to my classes. I dunno if I'm happy about this or not, I'll be missing Kami when he's in class bit I dont have to do work.

Time passes by fast in the hospital between short naps from the medication to watching murder documentaries. But whenever Kami or Shouta and Yamanda visit I try my best to stay awake and pay attention to them but alas my mind wanders and drifts often.

At one point Todoroki Shoto and Midoriya Izuku visited me and it was kinda fun, Midoriya was all giddy and sitting in Todoroki's lap which I found cute sense they apparently were together, but also made me miss Kami even more.

Other than that fun little visit my time there was basically the same as the days before. Crappy hospital food, getting pricked by needles, texting Kami, watching youtube, Kami visits, then Aizawa and Yamada visit, sometimes with Eri, then I'm alone for a sleepless night.
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Being in the hospital has actually brought back alot of memories that I'd prefer to keep away, like the doctors pointing out how messed up my ribs are, and asking about a scar on my back. I lie and say its a hero training accident but if was actually my ex throwing a table at me.

He was my worst time of my life, yet I never left him for the longest time. Why? Because I thought that I diserved it, and I thought he maybe loved me deep inside. I remember the days that I'd get home and try to hurry to clean the whole house before he got home and if it wasnt done well enough for him or if I wasnt done yet I'd get punched to the ground.

I remember being thrown into the walls. I remember being curled up in a ball as he kicked me with his hard boots. I remember coughing up blood as I tried to finish and do whatever he asked. I remember him forcing himself onto me every night, the disgusting feeling of his hands all over my body, violating me against my pleas for mercy.

Most of all I remember being in the hospital like I am now, him at my side explaining a false story that if I didnt agree to he would kill me or my family. That's another reason I didnt leave, because he threatened everything I cared about.

Infact the only way I left was Aizawa walking in on me changing my shirt and seeing the marks. He didnt even heisetant to speak to me before he was gone with his capture weapon. He beat the living shit out of my ex and threw his ass in jail where I broke up with him at the court trial.

This is why I wouldn't let Kami in at the beginning and why I'm still heisetant and nervous about almost everything. I'm afraid of everything to be honest, it's hard to live knowing that my ex could one day get out of jail and come after me, maybe even come after Kami. That thought has always made my blood freeze, the thought of being put back into that life scared me but the thought of him hurting Kami in any way made me angry, I wouldn't stand for that.

Even before him I still didnt have a good relationship, my ex before him was verbally abusive more than anything, calling me every name under the sun and even some things I didnt even know what the hell meant. I'd never treat Kami how I've been treated, I could never raise a hand to him nor call him anything that would hurt his feelings.
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But let's get off this topic, I mean it's the day I'm supposed to be going home, what am I doing thinking about all this stuff? I should be happy, I can finally be out of the hospital and in my own dorm. Though it wasn't my room that I was excited for, it was Kami that I couldn't wait to be with.