He's Mine

Chapter 5

Hey guys, how are you doing?

I'm sorry about this. TRIGGER WARNING THIS CHAPTER. I WILL BE SAYING IT BEFORE IT HAPPENS TOO. THIS STORY IS MY VENT.
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-One week later-

The letter should come today. Today. The letter on whether or not I passed the entrance exam. I haven't hung out or really talked to Katsuki since then, but I plan to talk to him after I get the results. Izuku has been out of it all day. He has just been smiling all day. Like a blank stare off into the distance. During dinner, he just held his fish, and smiled at it. For like five minutes. Finally the letters came. Inko was ecstatic, but more so for Izuku, not me. She shoved my letter in my direction before giving Izuku's his. This is an all to common thing. I sigh and walk into my room. This is how it always is. I'm used to it. I push the door closed with my back, leaning against it. I read the front of the letter. The letter said Y/N Midoriya. Euphoria washed over me. It's always so satisfying to see that written. I open it, a projector thing in it tumbling out.

-The thing projects, All Might talks, blah, blah sorry I'm not writing it out-

I got in. I got in. I got in to U.A. I got in to U.A. And the examination results are out. 83 villain points and 2 hero points. 85 points overall, I was first? Whoa. I BEAT KATSUKI. HELL YEAH. And Izuku got, 60 points?? What the fuck. How. I'll talk to him later, now I have to tell Katsuki.

Me
sukkkkkkkkki i got into U.A.
bruuuuuh

Suki :)
i know. u beat me.

Me
meet me @ our spot 8:30

I look at the message I sent 5 minutes ago. I shrug, maybe he just forgot to respond. It was around 8, so I decided to leave. I slipped my shoes on and left, not bothering to tell Inko where I was going. It didn't matter. I walked down the stairs to the front of the apartment building, the cold air biting my face. It was a tad chilly. The night air was nice. I look up, looking at the stars above me. It was nice to be out of the house. I make my way down the street, walking for a little bit until I hit the beach. I walk up the stairs to the boardwalk, and make my way to the bench and sit down. I pull out my phone to see my notifications empty. Nothing. It was 8:24. Well, he has a few minutes until he should be there.

I pocket my phone, putting my hands into my hoodie pocket. The moonlight was reflecting off of the waves as they crashed onto the beach. Something felt a little off. I don't know how to describe it. I check my phone again. 8:35. He's late. Katsuki's never late. I debate texting him. Maybe just a few more minutes. I stand up, again putting my phone in my pocket. I look up at the streetlight next to me, the orange light only slightly glowing. I pace a little bit. A bit past the bench, then spin around and then to the other side of the bench. Where is he.

I check my phone again. 8:51. I should call him. I press on his contact, my finger hovering over the call button. I press it, and bring my phone up to my ear. It rings. And rings.

"You've reached the voice mail box of-"

I hang up. He's deliberately ignoring me. I drop to the ground. Did I do something? The last time we really talked or hung out we were find. We ate lunch together. We enjoyed each other's company. We laughed. We smiled. We had a good time. We had a good time. We had a good time. What did I do wrong? Did I do something wrong? Did I? I open his messages.

Me
You didn't come.

I put my phone away. Sigh. I stand up. It's about 9. I should go. The streets were dark. Empty. The cold didn't bother me anymore. I get back to the housing complex, and climb the stairs to my floor. I left the door unlocked slipping in and taking off my shoes. The house is quiet. They're in bed already. I didn't even get a text from Inko asking where I was. Sometimes I feel like she doesn't care, she's always so focused on Izuku, which I don't blame her. He's the precious, perfect child. He even got into U.A. without a quirk. I quietly slip into my room and sit on my bed.

My mind feels like it's spinning. Going a mile a minute. My head finds its way to my hands. I need to concentrate. Gather my thoughts. Collect myself. I guess I didn't realize how much Katsuki affected me. It's more than I thought I did. But did I do something wrong? Did I? God. I wish I knew what I did. I feel something moving around me, I look up and see various things around my room floating. Shit. Am I that emotional.

"Just calm down, just calm down, just calm down." I mutter to myself, shaking my head. I need to get this under control before I break something. I take a few shaky breaths. I breathe in, and out. The items slowly lower to the ground.

{ this next bit might be triggering to some folks, so if you're triggered by the talk of self harm or blood, please scroll past until you reach the next chunk of bolded chunk :) also, I in no way condone self harm in any way shape or form. if you ever need to talk to anyone, please reach out to someone. }

I stand up. The urges just keep swelling in my chest. I need to do it. I walk to my desk, through the clutter on the ground. I open the top right drawer, rummage around a little bit, until I find what I'm looking for. A blade. I don't bother to move back to my bed. I roll up the sleeve of my right arm, seeing old scars there, just about faded. My left hand hovers over my arm. I'm hesitating. I breath in, then out, then do eight cuts on my arm. I immediately regret it.

The dark red blood starts to pour out.

Why did I do that. I shouldn't of. I was doing so well. I close my eyes, I breathe in, and out. I did it though. There's no going back now. The deed was done. I take a tissue and try to stop the bleeding. I then grab the bandages from the same drawer and wrap my arm. My arm stings. I make my way to my bed, pull back the covers and just collapse, falling asleep almost immediately.

{ Trigger warning over, you have bandages on your right arm. }

-First day of school-

It's the first day. I haven't heard from Katsuki at all. No texts, no calls, no nothing. It's killing me. I can't figure out what I did wrong. I pull on the blazer to my school uniform and look in the mirror. I look nice. I mess up my blue hair just a little bit. That's just about perfect. My arm still stings, and still is in bandages. It's not healed enough for it to be out and for me to be comfortable. I walk out of the door with my backpack and see Inko and Izuku standing by the door.

"Awww, you two look great." Inko smiled and shooed us out the door. And we're off. We arrive in basically silence. Things have been off between Izuku and me too. Or maybe not. Maybe it's me. We're both miraculously in the same class, and it reminds me that I never asked Izuku how he got that many points in the entrance exam.

"What a giant door." Izuku said, amazed. The door was h u g e.

"Yeah. Hey. Let's just do it." I say. Izuku nods and we open the door. The classroom is basically full already. I scan the room and lock eyes with someone in particular. They had their feet up on the desk, and seemed to be in a foul mood.

Our stares at each other felt like it meant more than it probably should, it probably lasted longer than it probably should. His crimson red eyes felt like lasers, if looks could kill, I would be dead.

It was with none other than Katsuki. My heart skipped a beat, even though we haven't talked in weeks, I still got excited to see him, I just wanted to run to him, give him a hug, or punch him.

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Word count: 1487

Well that's a little longer than the last few.

I'm sorry for the triggering content. I don't condone self harm or any of that shit, but again this story is a vent for me.

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-oliver <33