Broken apart

×°~Prologue~°×

Izuku~
If you asked me before about how fast my life fell apart I would have said 12 mins but now I understood that my life fell apart a long time ago but its fine its made me who I am today It started when I was young well to be more exact it started when one day my father came home angry, he's yelled at my mom before and me a couple times but mom aways stoped him, but today I could just feel it was different something was off with his anger it was more collected and had a straight target.

He opens the door slowly and calls out "I'm Home" in a deep echoing voice that sends cold chills down my back and arms, he walks by me in the living room I was watching the news while drawing some heros from TV. But when father saw me he turn toward me I remember feeling like my breath was dragged out of my lungs as I looked up at him hovered over me his black eyes seemingly glowing behind his hair glaring more at an insect then son "Inko come here!" Called father loud enough for her to hear, minute later my mother shows up in her light green scrubs with her white doctor coat tying up her long green hair with a small smile " Hello honey how are you is something wrong" said Inko as she finished her hair, father didn't say anything mother looked over to me to see I had a frightened look I know something was going to happen "Inko" said father in a uncomfortable way that made my mother flinch taking a slight step back "Inko I've been thinking how you never listen always doing what you want when you want but I couldn't figure out how to make you understand you need to have permission from me first but then It hit me, why don't I punish you to make you understand" said father both mother and me had a chill go through us I saw her keep looking back and forth between father and me but it was to late father had grabbed me by the hair "aaa ouch fat-her aaa that hurts stop please" I begged "you see Inko I still need you functional to work around the house so I cant hurt you  but~ I can with the pest you made" said father I looked up at mother with small tears in my eyes she was crying trying to reach out for me " let my baby go Hisashi" said mother with a primal sounding voice

"now now Inko don't take that tone with me" said father right after he punched me in the gut dropping me in the process then stepping on my leg "GHAAAA" I screamed and cried feeling pain in my gut and leg trying to pry him off as I catch my breath "HISASHI" yelled my mother as she dropped to the floor trying to lift his foot of my leg " INKO WHAT DID I JUST SAY" yelled my father back at her pushing down harder " get of him Hizashi please please PLEASE " begged my mother fat tears running down her face "mmm...." Said Hisashi "move" he said pushing her away "scene you asked so nicely but you still yelled and are ordering me around" father said with such a disgusting twisted smile that I was going have to get use to, he brought his foot up only to slam it down on my leg her a satisfying crack throw my leg  "GHAAA MOM PL-ease he-lp" I cried from the over stimulating pain " aaaaa Iz-uku my baby" whined my mother as she took off her jacket wrapping it around me whispering sorry and I'll protect you.

My father walked away upstairs taking a glance at us looking away with a smile.

Time skip~
That was 3 weeks ago my mom took me to a different hospital then the one she works at not wanting any one she worked with to ask questions. When we got home my mother was yelled at for not having dinner ready as punishment I was punched across the face landing on tbe floor.

I think me and my mom both know things were going to be very different.
Throw those weeks my father was rather chill but it started to get worse he'd get mad at the littlest things and he started to boss me around with the threat he'd be 5x worse next time my mom made a mistake.
It was breaking me and my mothers relationship my mother was always on her toes making sure everything she did was as he wanted it and I was doing everything I could to be out of they way of his wrath.

When it had been three weeks I was always decorated in bruises and bandages, thanking the lord my father had been called out of state to go to America to help the company he worked for expand, sadly he'd be coming back every two weeks to be with his "family" for a week to go and repeat all payed for my the company he told my mother at the table while she stood there not allowed to sit or eat until he was done I had to sit on my legs next to my mother and bow until he was done as well, it was disgusting to be related to such a man like him.

When it finally became time for him to leave he told my mom he wanted her to remember the consequence for any defiance when he was gone so he burned my back with his quirk he also made sure to tell my mother not to take me to the hospital.