Save me, please. [Todobaku]

Chapter 30

Bakugou's POV:

I can't fucking believe this. We've been here for a fucking month. A month. 

Shoto and I have gone completely fucking insane, we want to leave so badly to the point that death is now an option. Well, it always has been. But nevermind that.

Patients have came and went, but we're still here.
Me and Shoto were hoping to ask Aizawa how much longer we'll be here, but he hasn't visited since the first visiting day. It's like we're just a ripped out page from his book. I guess we don't matter.

No matter how hard we try, we can't seem to die. A couple attempts here and there, all failed. The nurses looked everywhere in our room and found our blades, that was 2 weeks ago. Two fucking weeks without my blades. Now you can probably see why me and Shoto are going ballistic.

*Thud*

"Huh?"

*Thud*

"Shoto...?"

I look over my shoulder and see Shoto banging his forehead against his dresser like there's no tomorrow. What is this idiot doing now...

"The hell are you doing?" I say, getting up off my bed and putting my hand on his back. He just groans in response and bangs his head one last time.

"I'm desperate to hurt myself at this point." He groans while rubbing the bruised spot on his forehead repeatedly. That felt like a punch to the gut.

I sigh and slowly sit down beside him, hearing the bed creak beneath my weight. I wrap my arm around his waist and set my head gently on his shoulder. I let out a long, tired sigh and close my eyes.

"Just hold on a little longer.. until we get out of here, ok..?" I mumble and let a tear fall slowly down my cheek and onto my lap. I hear him swallow loudly and hesitantly nod his head.

"Thanks.. I love you." I say and kiss his cheek. The corners of his lips curl into a faint smile that contrast with his sad, beautiful heterochromatic eyes. Someone as precious as Shoto doesn't deserve the sadness he feels...

...

"The class hasn't contacted me in a while." Shoto says, looking at his phone to see no new notifications from them. From anyone, actually. It's just blank.
I think for a second, I haven't heard anything from them as well.

"Maybe they forgot us." I say.

Shoto nods.

"Or they don't care anymore." He adds.

I nod.

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Third person POV:

"It's been a month.." Mina says worriedly to Sero and Kaminari.

"Who cares, Bakugou was an asshole anyway.." Kaminari said while pouting. Mina whacks him on the head angrily for how insensitive he sounded.

"He's not wrong.." Sero added, bracing himself for a slap on the head as well. Mina just furrowed her eyebrows and looked down at her hands.

"Where is Kirishima, by the way?" Kaminari asked while rubbing his chin and looking around for the redhead. Mina shrugged and took out her phone.

Todoroki
Bakugou

She looked at the two contact names that she hadn't texted in a while. Even though she talked about them here, in UA, she didn't actually talk to them for a while. All she had been doing was bitching, which she was ashamed to admit but it was the sad truth.
For some reason, she couldn't seem to open the contact. No, she couldn't feel like she wanted to. She turned her phone off and placed it back down onto the table in front of where she was sitting in the lounge.