Can't Escape (Depressed Izuku x Bakugou)

I'm Sorry, Kacchan...

Deku pov

I walk into the classroom with a dead look. The class stares at me with concern in their eyes. I see Kacchan glance at me and his face pales. He looks as if he was crying. His eyes get teary at the sight of my expression, but he wipes them away before anyone can see but me. What was going on with him?

He pities you. He hates you. You are disgusting. Dirty slut. You fucking whore. You let your dad rape you. What kind of monster are you? God, you disgust everyone who looks your way. Just die. Die. Die. Die. Die. Die. Die.

I groan softly, earning a few confused looks form my classmates. I sit down in my seat and take out my notes that we were going over. 

Time skip to before lunch

"Oi, Deku.", Kacchan yells. I look up at him and sigh. "What, Kacchan. I'm not in the mood.", I say with a bit of sass. The class has their attention on us now. "What was going on in your house this morning? I-", he says. He's lying. He's lying and I know it. He knows what happened. He saw. 

I cut him off by shaking violently and clutching my hair. My eyes go wide as I start to go over everything that happened today in my mind. He saw. He didn't stop them. He saw. He saw. He saw. 

"Deku?", Kacchan says with worry. I can't breathe. I remember screaming. I remember the pain. My chest gets tighter and the voices multiply with every memory. 

I can't take it. I can't. I can't. I can't! 

You deserved it. You are disgusting. You lost your virginity to a man. Your father. You whore. Slut. Worthless. Useless. F****t. Dy*e*. Die. Idiot. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. You can't even protect yourself against your father. You're weak. You can't do anything. 

"Shut up...", I manage to choke out. Kacchan takes me by the shoulders. "What? Deku, talk to me! Breathe! Someone get a teacher! Deku, focus on me! You're going to be fine!", Kacchan yells.

"Shut up. Shut up! SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UP!", I yell. The voices get louder and louder. I begin to scream, trying to make them die out. I remember my screams of pain and try to make my sobs louder than them. "MAKE IT STOP!", I scream. My hands grip my hair harder and I drop to my knees. My eyes widen even wider with tears flowing out of them. 

I sob louder by the second, trying to get rid of everything. 

I hate it. I hate. Hate. Hate. Hate. Hate. 

Kacchan looks at me with terror in his eyes as tears begin to flow out of them. "IZUKU! PLEASE!", Kacchan yells. And then, he does something that surprises me, under all of the pain that I was feeling. He hugged me. 

I feel his hand on the back of my head and another around my waist. My breath slowly begins to regulate as the rest of the class is looking at us in fear with tears in their eyes as well. I begin to feel dizzy as black dots cloud my vision. I feel my body go limp as my eyes close, letting the darkness take over. 

Katsuki pov

I feel Deku pass out in my arms. I lift up his red face, still covered in tears. "What did they do to you...", I whisper. 

I carry him to the nurses office and set him down. I tried to stay, but the nurse made me leave. 

Time skip to a couple hours later

I've been standing outside of the nurses office, waiting for Deku. As soon as I hear the door open, I meet Deku's eyes. He looks so dead. There's no glow in his eye's like when we were younger. It's all...gone.

I hug him tightly and he begins to cry onto my shoulder. We stay like that for a few minutes before heading home. 

As we begin to walk, I see that Deku starts to panic. "Hey, hey. What is it?", I say while trying to calm him down. "Oh god, Kacchan. What time is it?", he says while searching for his phone. "It's 5:30, why?" "Nonononononono! They're gonna beat me! They're gonna hurt me! For the love of god please kill me.", he mumbles under his breath. "Who's going to beat you? What's going on?", I say. 

He looks up at me with terror in his eyes. "You know, Kacchan! Oh my god please help me! They're beating me! They're raping me! For god's sake they are stabbing me and burning me!", he whispers in a panic. He lifts up his shirt and points to his back. "Holy shit, Deku...", I say in horror. His back is littered with bruises, scars, whip marks, and burns. "Help me!", he says while crying again.

Well now I'm angry. I hold Deku's face in my hands and wipe away his tears with my thumbs. "Hey. You can stay with me tonight. Okay? It's the last day of school anyways.", I tell him. His nods and we begin to walk back to my place. 

Now that I'm up close, I can see dark circles under his eyes. Was he even sleeping? Or do they beat him as he's asleep? I'm going to kill those bastards. 

I open the door to my house and the old hag comes running towards us. "Izuku! It's been so long! How are you doing, honey? Did you come to stay the night? I've heard awful things coming from your household. Is everything okay?", she says sympathetically while asking question over question. "Well that's the thing...", I say while rubbing the back of my neck. "What is it?  Is something the matter?", she says with a frown.

"De-Izuku's parents aren't exactly...parent like. At all. Yes, he came to stay the night, but I doubt that only one night will be enough.", I tell her. 

 "So, can he stay?", I ask. "Is that even a question...?", she says with an eyebrow raised. I chuckle slightly and lead Deku up to my room. 

"So um... Where will I sleep?", Deku asks sheepishly once we are in the room. "You can sleep on the bed.", I reply while setting my stuff down. "With you?", he blushes. I feel my face heat up and say, "I can sleep on the couch or floor. Unless you want me to sleep in bed with you...".

He gives me a shy smile and says, "I don't mind!". I chuckle slightly. "I'm going to change. Take these.", I say while tossing him some clothes. 

Deku pov

Kacchan tosses me some clothes and I just barely catch them. I like this side of Kacchan. It kind of reminds me of when we were kids. I smile and blush a bit while I unfold the clothes that he tossed me. It's a black sweatshirt and black sweatpants. I giggle a bit to myself. 

The hoodie is huge! It comes past my knees and the sleeves are super long. So comfy...

Kacchan comes out of the bathroom after changing and smirks at me. I blush and hide my face. "What?", I asked. "Nothing. You just look kinda cute.", he said. I blushed even harder and stared at him. I could see him mentally cursing at himself for saying that and I giggled again. 

I took a good look at Kacchan after I had calmed my red face down only for it to heat up again. So cute...

He was wearing a black tank top and sweatpants while scrolling through his phone with a calm look on his face. He was laying on his stomach with his legs crossed and his free arm under his chin. I felt myself staring and ripped my gaze away from him before he could notice. 

"Like what you see?", said Kacchan with a playful smirk on his lips. Good lord. "How'd you know I was staring?", I say while returning the smirk. "Are you giving me sass?", he said in a hot tone. "N-no!", I stutter. Kacchan hums and goes back to scrolling through his phone. 

After a few hours his mom calls us down for dinner. We make our way downstairs and sit down at the table. After a few minutes, I've only eaten a few small bites. "Is something wrong?", Kacchan asks. "No! It's just...I-it's nothing! Don't worry about me!", I say nervously while giving him a smile. I'm sorry, Kacchan...

We make our way back to his room and I begin to fall asleep.

Time skip to U.A. (If it was unclear, they were in middle school for the first few chapters up until just now)

After that night at Kacchan's, the abuse only got worse. The verbal abuse and physical. Kacchan checks up on me almost everyday, but I give him the same response everytime. "I'm fine." Everyday it becomes harder and harder to believe. 

Hey guys! I'm going to keep this short and sweet! I hope that y'all are staying safe and staying happy! Love y'all sm!