Betrayal

Chapter 4

⚠️This chapter contains self-harm and suicidal suggestions, that may be triggering to some readers! This will go out through the entire story so...dont like angst? Dont read⚠️

Deku POV:

"You'll never be a hero,"

Those words hit me hard. I had already been ready to accept my fate, knowing I probably would never become a hero, but the actual realization....

It hurt.

I wanted to give up.

Who....

Who decided what heroes do is right?

What's even the difference?

Nobody's POV:

"Young Midoriya! Young Bakuhou!" All Might's voice called out.

"Shit," Bakugou muttered.

"What are you two doing? It's almost past curfew, you should be in your dorms! And you certainly must not be fighting,"  All Might scolded. Bakugou made a 'tch' and him and Midoriya got up, following All Might out of USJ. They walked in silence for a bit, Bakugou occasionally insulting Midoriya. When they reached UA,  All Might led them to Aizawa's room. (I'm sorry about these next parts, I have a writers block but i want to post the next parts 😖) The next 10 minutes were filled with scolding and explaining.

~ 5 days later cuz yo author lazy~

Today was Izuku's first day off house arrest. He nervously stepped into the classroom, and the "DekuSquad" came running up to him, swarming Izuku with questions. Bakugou trudged in after him, shooting him a piercing glare.

"Why were you under house arrest?"

"Has Todoroki been avoiding you?"

"What happened?"

"Did you get in a fight?"

"Did you win?"

"Back to your seats!" Aizawa's tired but firm voice rang out, sending the students scrambling back to their seats. He sighed.

"As you all know, two students-" he shot Izuku and Bakugou a look, "were punished with house arrest, so our plans were rain dated. Since those students are now back we can get back to our plans. We were going to--" Aizawa was cut off, as we heard a big explosion, causing the building to rattle and small amounts of debris to fall. Looking concerned, Aizawa-sensei picked up his phone, visibly dialing a number.

"Nezu? What the hell happened? Nobody should be in USJ right now," Izuku heard him mutter. Their conversation lasted only a few seconds before Aizawa put the phone down. Another explosion shook UA even more, sending books to fall from shelves.  A section of the window next to Izuku shattered, sending glass shards across his desk. Izuku quickly wiped them off, and Todoroki noticed a patch of blood start forming on his uniform sleeve.
"Class is dismissed for now, please head for the dorms and dont leave the building,"
As the students shuffled out of the classroom, Todoroki jogged to his room, setting his stuff down and searching for Izuku . After 10 minutes, he decided to check the boys room. He knocked softly.
"Izu?" He called. He heard a gasp, and things being moved around.
"Ah ha ha, Todoroki! What are you doing outside my door?" Izuku called back nervously.
"I came here to apologize.....is everything ok?"
"Everything's fine!" Izuku called as Todoroki began to open the door, and he heard Izuku slam the bathroom door (Quick side note I don't know if they have bathrooms in their dorms, but let's just say they have them) The door creaked, and Todoroki stepped in.
"Izu?...."
"I'm just using the bathroom, I'll be right there!"
The toilet flushed and he heard running water, and Izuku stepped out, smiling nervously.
"Hiii, um....What are you doing here?"
"Look, I'm sorry for snapping at you the other day..."
"Oh, um...that's fine! I don't know what I was thinking...."
Todoroki glanced at Izukus sleeves.
"Izu....are you okay? Why are your sleeves bloody?"
"It's paint," Izuku said....way too quickly. Todoroki paused for a second, before stepping forward and giving Izuku a hug. The greenette flinched, before wrapping his arms around the other males back. Todoroki gently pressed his lips to Izukus, and pushed him to the bed. He sat down, and before he could react, Todoroki flipped him and grabbed his wrist. He reached towards the sleeve, but Izuku slapped his hand away. Todoroki looked at him with a concerned look, before offering to get some snacks and a movie. When the door closed, Izuku felt overwhelming anxiety hit him. He lied to his boyfriend. What was wrong with him?! Why couldn't he just be normal?! It was too much. He quickly walked to the cabinet, opening the drawer and pushing all his things aside. With shaky hands, he closed his hands around the object he was looking for. Turning the cool, crimson-red stained blade over in his hands, he slowly dragged it across his scarred arms. Pain shot up his arm. It was wonderful. As he was about to cut himself again, he heard footsteps.
Shit.
Shit shit shit shit-
Izuku tossed the blade back, before running to the bed, his body hitting the soft fabric jut as Todoroki came in.
"H-hi! Again...." He mumbled. Todoroki smiled, and put in the movie.
"I got your favorite All Might movie,"
~~~~~

When Izuku finally started to relax, Shoto casually took his hand.
When he started getting sleepy, Shoto slowly started rolling up his boyfriend's sleeve. Izuku ignored it, but suddenly jolted up. He was squirming, but he was unable to get out of Shoto's strong grasp. Tears ran down his freckled cheeks, as Shoto lightly ran his fingers across the scars and cuts, the blood coating the tips of his fingers.
"Izuku.....why?" Shoto whispered, his eyes visibly tearing up. Izuku only cried some more, as he struggled to break free of Shoto's grasp. He fell back suddenly, and started crawling away, his arm buckling under pressure. Shoto slowly walked towards him, holding out his arms.
"Izu, Izu! It's okay! Whatever you're going through, we can go through together, okay?" He cried. Izuku only breathed faster as he desperately tried to get into the bathroom. Quickly shutting the door, he pulled out the blade again.
What am I doing? I cant do this while Sho's here!
But i need the pain.....
No, I can wait!
But....he doesn't care.
Nobody cares.
Izuku's thoughts pounded through his head, as he frantically cut his arms. Still running on adrenaline, he shakily brought the blade up to his neck. One stroke, and he could end it all. Shoto could move on happily, without his depressed, anxious boyfriend. His mom could finally be at peace, knowing that her problematic son would never get hurt again.
He door silently opened, and Izuku saw a phone fall to the ground. He inhaled sharply, as Shoto stood at the door, the color drained from his face.

"I...Izuku?"

Why hello my friends.
I know i promised to get the chapter out waaaay earlier, but then i got a writers block, and schoolwork got overwhelming, and shit like that. Welp, I'm back now :)
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I understand why people might harm themselves, but please remember that there are people who love you, and they can help you in rough times, so try to get help first 

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