I Blame Me (Tododeku) [Completed]

50 ~ Head Ache

Midoriya's POV

It was dark, no one to be seen. It was silent, not a sound around. It was cold, bitter as ice. It's wet, a thin layer of water covering the black floor. My feet sent ripples of water away from me, taunting me. I don't want to be here.

'Useless.'

No, not this. Please anything but this.

'Burden.'

I know, okay? I know. Leave me alone.

'Murderer.'

'Monster.'

'Annoying.'

shut up...

'Stupid.'

Shut up.

'Pathetic.'

'Worthless.'

I crouched down, feeling as small as a child.

'Weak.'

'Fat.'

'Coward.'

Shut up!

'Unwanted.'

'Fake.'

'Disgusting.'

SHUT UP!

"Oh, honey. Why are you crying all alone? You know you can trust me. Tell mom what happened?" I looked to my left, finding my mom looking at me softly. "Was it Katski again?" I was in my room, All Might figurine laying beside me as I sat on my floor with my back against my bed. "No? Oh my. Now what could it be?" My mom asked, putting her finger to her chin. I closed my eyes in a happy anticipation. I know what's coming. She'll say 'a tummy ache' and then tickle me.

Or at least, that's what I had hoped.

"Or, was it..." I was confused by the pause, this never happened. She was always quick to make me smile. My smile dropped as I opened my eyes. "Me?!" My mom yelled, her eyes no longer in her eye sockets as a black, almost tar-like, liquid poured out from them as she launched herself at me, a huge knife in her hands as her lips were curled up into a sickeningly sweet smile.

I screamed, as my torso was thrown from my bed. In mere seconds the light was on and I felt arms around me. "Shh. Calm down. It was just a nightmare. Shh. It's okay now, little one." I freaked out a bit, not completely remembering where I was. Once I had woke up a little more, I realized it was Aizawa that was holding me and I was in his and Mic's house. "Calm down. Breathe. It was just a dream, it wasn't real." Aizawa cooed, gently running his finger through my hair.

I curled up a bit, grabbing Aizawa's bare arm and leaning more into his chest. I stuffed my head into his neck, the shaking so bad the bed would creak here and there. I was so scared, tears hadn't even ended up rolling down my cheeks. I was absolutely terrified. My mind flipping good memories into a work of fear and pain rattled me to the core.

"What's going on?! Is he okay?!" I didn't even have to see to know that Mic would be the only one to scream at this hour of the morning. "Mm, I don't think so. He hasn't made a peep, not even a whimper." Aizawa explained. Only now was I able to register that his hand was rubbing up and down my back and there was some light coming in through the window. I ducked my face into Aizawa's arm as if to hide from what scared me. "He's normally balling at this point." Aizawa said, probably in correspondence to facial expressions rather than words.