~The Forgotten~ (Being Rewriten)

Chapter 3: What have I done?

*3 HOURS EARLIER*
Katsuki's POV

"Good idea Kacchan!"

The words rang through his mind. Katsuki was stunned, which quickly turned to anxiety. What if Deku was trying to pity him? What if Deku was doing this just to mess with him?

 But he didnt think this was too serious, although he felt a really bad feeling in his gut. Like something was just gonna end wrong. The feeling only grew worse when he saw Izuku heading up the stairway that led to the roof. Out of curiosity, he followed him. But when he got there, it was too late. His shoes were glued to the ground as he heard Deku speak his last words.

"Good-Bye Mom. Sorry Kacchan."
"Sorry for being a quirkless Deku."

~~~Hello freedom~~~

"DEKU!" I screamed. "Oh god, what have I done?? This has to be a prank right?" I felt light-headed, but I managed to sprint over to the ledge. I watched his body splatter onto the hard concrete. I heard the awful sound it made. I watched his blood spitter out of his tiny little body, I watched as his bones broke and watched as him limbs twisted up. I feel nauseous. I want to puke.

"DEKUUUU!" I cried out. "I'M SORRY, I'M SO SORRY." I know it's useless. I know it's all for nothing. The damage was done. "What have I done?" I gritted my teeth, my throat began to sting and leaned over, clutching my stomach as I vomited acid and the reminisce of my lunch. I'm fucking pathetic. I stood up, catching a glimpse of Deku's lifeless body in my peripheral vision. I vomited again, my nose was bleeding too.

I can't take it anymore. I ran all the way home, not wanting any part of this. I ignored my mother when she greeted me at the door, running to the bathroom and covering myself in the ice-cold shower water. I rinsed the acid taste from my mouth and hopped out of the shower, shivering as a ran to my room and slammed my door, locking it behind me. I stayed in there staring at the ceiling for a few hours until my Mom started persistently calking for my attention.

"KATSUKI, STOP IGNORING ME!" The old hag yelled. "THIS IS THE SIXTH TIME I'VE CALLED FOR YOU, COME DOWN TO DINNER!"

I slumped down the stairs, my appetite was gone but I figured just being present at the dinner table would satisfy that witch.

I took a seat and picked at my plate, nibbling on some rice while my Mom scarfed her food down. I jumped when the phone rang, still traumatized from the incident from a few hours ago.

"Oh, this better be good." Mitsuki got up from her seat rather aggressively and picked up the phone.

"Oh hi Inko, how's everything go- Inko? Are you okay?"

Katsuki was frozen. He knew where this was going. His stomach felt like ice yet he was getting hot flashes. Every word his mother uttered just made it worse. He watched as her face dropped in horror.

"He- he's-?"

She dropped the phone, her eyes wide and teared up.

"Katsuki," she turned to him.

Katsuki didn't want to hear her next words. Then the reality would set in. He could only act like Deku was alive and well for so long, if his mother confirmed it, then it was really real. Katsuki wasn't ready.

"Izuku's dead." She murmured.

"I know"

･｡ﾟ☆:*.☽.*:☆ﾟ.

 Inko Midoriya was sobbing uncontrollably. "My baby" she whispered over and over, her throat hurting from the continuous weeping.

Her child was dead. Prior to the incident, she knew he had depression issues. But what made it worse is that she didn't realize the severity and try to get him help. She never suspected it would come to this. And now her life was ruined. That sentence will forever haunt her.

Izuku Midoriya committed suicide 

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

688 Words.

Sorry if this is short... writing is really hard -n-

Emily Out~~~