Chapter 9

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On the way home, Kirishima's aunt looked through her rear mirror and notices Kirishima's change of expression and mood. Kirishima sat in the backseat looking out the window as it started to rain. He couldn't really believe what had happened between him and Bakugo. He was pretty drained after that event. He just kept constantly repeating to himself that he knew he wasn't good enough ever, and how his love was just a mistake.

Kirishima let out a sigh as they soon pulled up to his aunt's house. He was a but more excited in having to live with her than ever. Finally he'll get to experience what it's like to live in a peaceful place for once. Kiri got out of the car once it came to a complete stop, grabbed his bags, and walked with his Aunt to the door. (I'm just gonna name her Reida since I don't wanna keep calling her "aunt")

>∆Kirishima's POV∆<

I walk inside after Reida let me in. I take a good look around before taking my shoes off to walk in. " Feel free to get a look around the place, and know where things are at. Dinner will be ready here shortly if you're hungry." She said with a smile. I nod and walk around, finding a room with my name on it.

I open the door and walk inside, revealing a pretty nice room. Had my own bathroom and everything. Maybe it won't be so bad here. At least it's better than living with my shitty ass father. I set my stuff down beside my bed, and began unpacking my things to start settling in. 'Man.. After all has happened I ain't feeling any better mentally.. Shit..' I thought to myself as I widen my eyes in shock. I slowly pull out a small box that containers all my blades and razors. I walk over to the bathroom and I hid it in one of the cabinets behind some other stuff. 'Hopefully she won't scan through my things and find this..-'

I was in the middle of unpacking when I heard my name be in called. I make my way out the room, and into the kitchen to see Reida setting up some curry. "You hungry?" I nod and give her a small smile just to be polite. She hands me my plate and some utensils. "I would like to discuss something I've been curious about on the way here. Mind if I ask?" I look up at her and she gave off this concerned and worried expression. I look down and try not to cry like a baby, knowing it's gonna hurt to explain.. "W-Well..you see..I have been dating this one guy for quite a while and..ever since that incident with me at the bridge..he told me that he's been growing feelings for some girl..so before you came to pick me up, he broke up with me and now I'm just not in a very positive mood at the moment.." I could feel my heart shatter all over again as I just sat there. I feel the urge to cry as she just rubbed my back, comforting me gently. "I see..well we all go through that sometimes y'know, and you just have to accept it and move on. Even of it hurts so much, you just gotta be strong and forget the feeling. It might take some time to get over but you'll soon recover from it, trust me" Then she hugged me tightly, and left to her room.

>∆3rd person POV∆<

Kirishima sat there, feeling hopeless and quite more depressed. He didn't feel like eating the rest of his food, as he pick up the plate and scraped it into the trash. Feeling a bit guilty for not eating most of it. His sadness and anxiety have taken over his body, making him feel sick. He made his way to his room and shut the door behind him.

He locked the door and walked over to the bathroom, having the strong urge to cut once again. He knew he'd regret this in the end, but it never came to him yet. So he constantly did it. Even with nothing to extreme triggering these feelings, he'd always have at least something that caused him to have those thoughts. And this time was just because of a break up. A break up with the person he ever relied on. A person he'd always go to for help whenever he needed it most. A person who promised he would always be there to protect him from harm. But, those negative thoughts barged in, causing Kiri to think it was all a lie.

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