TodoBaku - I Will Protect You

I-I Would've Died...

WARNING MENTIONS OF SUICIDE

(Todoroki POV)

It.. It was about four years ago.. I had just gotten out of the house after a really bad "punishment" from my father. 

He took it a lot farther than he usually did and I could barely walk.. it hurt to move but I had to get out of there before anything worse happened.. 

I snuck out to go to my usual hiding spot.. It was an old tree house that I spent three years repairing..

I ran to it as fast as I could to the park and down the path that I had made and ran up the ladder. My body was aching and I could barely move. 

I barely made it up before I fell to the ground. I pushed myself to get up again and I stripped myself of my shirt and looked down... I.. I remember seeing bruises over my stomach from his hits.. I

continued to strip and took my pants off looking down at my thighs... There were hand prints.. bright red.. on my thighs from where... where he would hold me when he.. when.. he would "take care of his business" as he would say...

I stripped completely in the treehouse... looking over my body... the scars were all there.. the bruises.. its like.. sometimes I can still feel what he did to me.. 

He wouldn't stretch me.. he wouldn't make it safe.. I thought over all of this as I went over to the box where I kept spare clothes and I changed into new clothes tossing the other ones out the window.. 

I never wanted to see those again.. I didn't want to keep anything that would remind me of that.... torture.. and that's what I planned on doing.. 

I planned on getting rid of everything that reminded me of him.I went over to the loose floorboard where I would keep knives and razors.. 

I always came to this tree house to.. take care of my feelings.. I-I took out the sharpest knife I had... 

I remember my trembling I dropped the knife several times.. I dropped it on my foot.. I almost lost a toe.. but I didn't care.. I didn't care at all... I remember raising the knife.. 

It barely touched my throat before everything went black.. I don't remember anything that happened.. 

When I woke I had the tiniest scratch on my neck.. I got up and backed away from the knife as quickly as possible. 

I couldn't believe what had happened... I didn't realize what could have happened.. I put the knife back in the floor boards and ran home.. I wouldn't have lived if I stayed there.... I-I would've died....