𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐍 || 𝐁𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐃𝐄𝐊𝐔

CHAPTER 5

Izuku's POV:

Izuku looked at his desk, panicking.

What do I do- he's gonna find out- he's gonna hate me- he already hates me- oh no oh no oh no..

He felt Kacchan's hand on his arm and tried to pull his arm away from him, but it was too late. He had pulled the messy bandages off his arm and was able to see the cuts all over.

Oh no..

Kacchan slowly looked back at Izuku, his eyes noticeably filled with guilt.

"Izuku.... What the fuck.." Kacchan said quietly.

....It's not completely his fault I guess.. but I can't let him know that.. he hates me..

He just stayed quiet, not having any idea what to say.

"I-I'm.. sorry.." Izuku said after a few seconds. The air was heavy with the guilt and sadness the two childhood best friends shared.

Kacchan grabbed Izuku by the shoulders.

"Why?! Why didn't you fucking tell me!? I didn't mean to do this to you.. I'm sorry, Izuku.."

His voice slowly got quieter as he spoke.

"I.." Before Izuku could even say anything else, Kacchan hugged him.

What..? He's hugging me..? I don't deserve this.. he's supposed to be screaming at me.. it's only pity.. he's faking it..

But.. it makes me feel better somehow..

Izuku put his head down on Kacchan's shoulder and just started crying.

He just kept crying and crying, not being able to stop for at least 10 minutes.

Kacchan would just continue holding onto him, lightly rubbing his back in small circles.

He eventually stopped crying, not being able to cry anymore and looked up at Kacchan with pain in his eyes. "I-I'm s-s-sorry.."

He let go of Izuku. "It's alright.."

No matter how hard he tried not to, his head swarmed with the negative thoughts.

This is your fault.

You upset him.

You're useless.

Why do you even exist?

All you do is make everyone's lives worse.

Kill yourself.

JUST DO IT YOU FUCKING COWARD.

"It's okay, Izuku.." Kacchan reassured him.

"Call m-me Deku... p-please." Izuku stuttered.

"Okay.. if you say so..

I'm useless. And we aren't gonna act like I'm not.

"Are you gonna be okay going home?"

Home... WAIT A MINUTE.. HOLY SHIT I'M DEAD MEAT WHEN I GET HOME!

Izuku started panicking. "W-What time is it?!"

Kacchan turned to look at the clock. "It's 3:30."

He gasped and pulled on his own hair harshly, letting out a choked sob. "N-No.. no.. no.. no.. no.. no.. I don't w-wanna go.. he's gonna h-hit me.. I don't w-wanna go.. don't make me go.. he's g-gonna scream at me.. p-please.." He mumbled at a fast pace to himself, starting to hyperventilate.

"Deku?! What are you talking about?! Who's gonna hit you!?"

He couldn't deal with it anymore.. he didn't want to do it.. he can't.. it hurts..

He didn't respond and just banged his head on the desk, effectively knocking himself out cold.

Heh. Writer's block be a bitch. So sorry for the delay- but more angst! Yay!

-Kk