3rd P.O.VA young boy, beaten, broken, alone, laid on the muddy ground as rain started to pour. Tears slowly ran down his face unfazed by the situation he was in, I mean why be surprised when this happened every other day. He'd go to school, bully Izuku with his so called friends, knowing that Izuku is one of the only people that cares most about is very well being. Soon he picked himself up out of the muddy puddle he carelessly threw himself in, you might be wondering 'why the hell do he throw himself in a puddle every other day '. Do you think throwing himself into puddles is the only thing he do well, you thought wrong. Everyday after school he do things to hurt himself, society will see it as suicidal but all he wants to do is feel something, the young blonde then decided that if he wasn't feeling loved doesn't that means he didn't deserved to feel loved.
Young Bakugou P.O.V
I started walking home as the rain harshly fell, almost feeling like hail. It was foggy and cold. 'Maybe if I'm lucky enough I'll freeze to death'. I thought as I stuffed my hands aggressively into my pockets. Even though it was hard to see I knew my way around this neighborhood from heart so it wasn't much trouble getting home. I slowly walked inside slamming the door hoping for my parents to acknowledge my existence, well they did but not the way I wanted them to. "KATSUKI WHY THE HELL DO YOU ALWAYS HAVE TO SLAM THE GOD DAMN DOOR!!!". My mother shouted from the kitchen. "SHUT UP OLD HAG!!". I yelled back. I really don't want to shout but it seems as if that's the only way we can actually communicate. "HOW DARE YOU CALL ME A HAG YOU FUCKING BRAT!! UGH JUST GO TO YOUR ROOM TILL DINNERS DONE!!!". she yelled back slamming down what I assume to be either a knife or her hand to the counter top, well it doesn't matter which one, they both can do some serious damage. I huffed and stomped up the stairs to my room with tears still crawling down my face.
I sat on my bed holding my face in both hands crying silently waiting for my parents to go to what ever dinner they were supposed to go to for business reasons. Every since my parents got that stupid job they never stay home. I was starting to get really.................................lonely. I have no friends, I don't even consider my parents family anymore and Deku, he will never forgive me for the things I have done to him, I don't deserve his forgiveness.
3rd P.O.V
Young Katsuki sat on his bed still crying silently until there was a slam from his mother closing the front room door, Well the boy heard his cue. He removed his hands from his face and started sobbing uncontrollably, hugging himself for comfort. "WHY?!?WHY CAN'T EVERYONE JUST LOVE ME?!??". Katsuki yelled gripping his t-shirt to the point where the fabric was ripping. Soon he stopped and gazed at nothing in particular, as if he was in a trance. He then came with an idea that will change his life. Imaginary friends. "Hello~" . His new made up friend greeted. Katsuki smiled. "Hello strange fellow, what is your name?" Katsuki asked. " Um well you haven't given me a name yet...... Or a gender, so I'm just a voice in your head for now. ". Katsuki then put index finger on his chin deep in thought. "Hmmmmm, I'll name you Sebastian and you're a guy." Katsuki said bouncing in excitement. He then got bored and created more friends and imagined they were all sitting in his communicating with eachother. He could only imagine what adventures lied ahead for him and his new friends.
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Um I don't know if it should be a kiribaku, todobaku, or dekubaku. Please help me out! And I know this is irrelevant but...... Bakugou is the uke ((bottom)) in this story
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