Roses are still Red

Chapter Three

Izuku's POV

The doctor confirmed my fears. I was deaf. And I likely would be for the rest of my life. The doctor, Doctor Honohika was really nice. He didn't look at my quirk at all once I told him it won't effect my health. My mom has come to visit me in the hospital a few times ,but she's working over overtime right now to pay for my hospital bills. When she does visit me she always lectures me about how I was so stupid to get this hurt. Then she leaves. I've seen Kacchan a few times. Usually when I wake up. Then he leaves. Whenever I see him he always is looking at my bandages or my ears. Kacchan isn't deaf. He has a really hard time hearing. He needs hearing aids now. When he uses them he can hear quite a bit.

Today is the day I'm getting released. If I had a quirk I would proboly still be in the hospital,but the doctors found out I was quirkless and I got kicked out. My mom is in the hall down stairs. Most of my bandages are still there. My broken wrist actually has healed. It was barely broken.  Most of my wounds are still pretty bad though I should be able to wash and clean them at home. Most of them are either severe burns or stitched gashes. I have a big bandage on my mid section. I had a pretty severe burn there and a big gash on my back. I have a bandage on my arm from my shoulder to a little below my elbow from a burn. Two on my right leg. Both burns. And several other bandages and wounds around my body. I walk/limp down the hall to the elevator. My mom is sitting in the lobby.

She grabs my arm and walks me to a nearby bus stop. She squeezes my arm. It's right on a burn so it hurts really bad. I start to cry a bit. She smiles in satisfaction. We sit on the bench. She gets out her notebook. "Mistake, when we get home we need to have a talk, okay."  My mom wrote down looking at me. I nod confused as to why she looks so serious. Usually when we have 'talks' they end up bad for me. She looked away. I looked at her. She has dark bags under her eyes. She seems to be a little to skinny. Like she's not eating enough. She face holds a gleeful expression. Her eyes seem to glisten with excitement. What did I do?

A bus rolls up. My mom shows her card then pays for her seat. Our cards are basically our I.D.s. They say your age, quirk, immediate family, name stuff like that. I show mine. The driver looks at mine. He sees that I'm deaf and quirkless, I pay the money and move on. He grabs my arm and pulls me backwards. He points his thumb up then points at the money. I sigh. At least I think I sighed I can't tell. I look in my pockets for more money. The usual price on this bus is a dollar per person ,but I'm quirkless. I'm happy he at least is letting me ride the bus. I find five dollars in my back pockets. I put it in the jar then look at him for permission to move on. The guy looks skeptical then slowly nods. I go and try to sit by my mom. She puts her bag down in the empty seat next to her so I go stand in the back.

Soon we make it to our stop. We both get out of the bus. We start on our way home. We get home and mom gestures me to the couch. I sit down confused as to why she looks so happy. She starts writing down on the notebook. After a while she hands it to me.  I start to read it immediately noticing her small smile as she handed it to me. That smile unsettled me a little.

"Izuku, mistake, worthless, quirkless, idiot, stupid I could call you any of these names. They all fit your description. I thought I could do this ,but I can't provide for you anymore. The fact that you're quirkless made things hard enough as it was, knowing that your deaf it just so much harder. The fact that you're quirkless made your hospital bills so much higher. And now that you're deaf we would need to pay someone to teach you sign and you would need therapy to get your other senses used to being deaf and I just can't do it anymore. You cost way to much. I've talked with my parents and we both agree on something. I can't provide for you. Nor do I want to. Know that I thought this over ,but I just can't do this anymore. You are just a waste of time and money. When I first had you I was excited. I was happy I was going to have a healthy baby boy ,but it wasn't worth it. I should have killed you as soon as I found out you where quirkless. As soon as you read this letter go pack your stuff, I will give you 100 dollars and you can take you stuff.  You are so much more worthless and useless then I thought possible. Don't come talk to me just leave. Farewell, mistake."

By the time I finished reading that my tears had joined the page. Did she mean this? She must be kidding. It's just a joke. I'll go to her and she will hug me and say that she didn't mean it. I stand up and run to her. She had left to go to the kitchen. She glared at me as I entered the kitchen. I ran up to her and hugged her. Tears running down my face. She pushed me away. She yanks the Notebook away from me.

"I said LEAVE! God your so worthless you can't even do instructions right!" She writes down.

I hug her again and sob. She pulls me back by my hair she looks me in the eyes then slaps me. Hard. Across the face. I stumble backwards. Then she grabs the pan from on top of the stove. She slams it down on my arm. I scream. Or I think I scream. I can't tell. The white hot pain of the burn hurts. Along with the force of the pan hitting my arm. It's probably broken. A sick smile comes across her face. She looks to be enjoying my pain. She looks absolutely insane. She turns around. She passes me a paper.

"Go. Now. You don't want another accident do you?"

I scramble back holding my arm protectively. A grab the wad of money on the counter then run to my room. I go under my bed and grab my wallet.  Then I go to my closet and grab a bag a fill it with a few clothes and my notebooks. I try run out the door. Then the money in my hand starts to move. It gets ripped from my hands. "I've changed my mind. I want my money. Why would I spend it on a useless child like you?" She says. I read her lips as best I can. Then I scramble out the door. I run. Faster then I ever have before. For the moment I don't even feel my injuries.

Why did she kick me out? Am I that much of a burden? Am I that useless? Oh my...I'm such a burden. Oh my god. I'm so useless. Even my mom doesn't want me. I probably deserve this. No I do deserve this. I'm just a useless Deku. Who would ever want me?

Sorry for ending this chapter on a bit of a sad note. Did you like this chapter? Do you have any ideas for the next chapter? Please comment them! Have a good Day/Night! Bye.