Even though I laugh off Bakugou's intention of being by the girls bathroom, I still question exactly why he was there.
I sigh and walk into the classroom again. Doing so, I gain a lot of looks from my classmates. I get that I ran out of the classroom but damn. No need to stare.
Class continues as normal and I glance at the clock. Class is almost over. I slowly start putting my stuff away as if I don't need it and listen to the teacher at the same time. Once I get everything in my bag, I look at the clock again and we have 30 seconds.
I look back at the teacher and he says that class is over. I let out a breath and look at the clock. 10 seconds.
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And then the bell rings. I get up quickly and walk out the school. School was finally over and I am glad. But that means that I have to go home to Richi. Should I accept Mina's offer of hanging out?
I turn around and see blasty. "Oh its you," I say, my voice blunt.
"What the hell is that supposed to mean fuckface?" He yells, making me roll my eyes.
"It means I wasn't expecting you there." My voice is flat. "Anyway, what are you doing?"
"You said your damn brother is an asshole and hurts you. Fucking come to my house with me and the old hag can help."
I laugh and he looks at me. "Its not like that. He just knows my weak spots and tries to hurt me that way. No abuse or anything," I chuckled.
"God damnit L/n. Come on." He practically yells at me. Why is he so damn needy?
"Why? There's no reason for me to." I look at him.
"Because I fucking want you to. Happy?" He looks at me with an angered expression. "You're fucking behind on notes either way. Just come on."
I stare at him and sigh. "Fine."
I look away quickly and start walking forward, leaving him where he was. I heard him scoff and stomp next to me, hitting his shoulder against mine. I glare at him and look away. I decide not to say anything.
"Don't fucking walk ahead of me. You dont even know where the hell I live." He rolls his eyes and ignores the fact that I am now behind him.
"I don't know where you live so why dont you tell me where? You were so persistent that I needed to come along with you but you keep yelling or scream at me. Hell, push me. One moment you're fucking nice, the next you're an asshole. I don't know if you're on your period all the damn time or not, but dont take whatever the hell you're dealing with out on me. I haven't done shit to you. And if it is about whatever the hell I said, I apologized. Just get over it."
Bakugou scowls and his ears turned red again. It wasn't something I wasn't used to. They usually do that when he gets angry. "You fucking bitch! Don't tell me what to do!" He stares at me, starting to get closer. I look up at him calmly and sigh.
"I wasn't. I was stating that you only give me mixed signals. You only like me when you want to like me. Its fucking stupid." I start walking ahead of him again. I don't care.
"I don't fucking like you!" Bakugou yells, earning a shrug.
"I was right." I chuckle. "No matter how much I try, you won't and I find that amusing." I look at him and stop walking. "Just leave me alone for now on." I smile a little. I start to walk away.
I always act like I'm the strong one and that nothing bothers me, when in reality, it does. All of it. Knowing that Bakugou never truly liked me is upsetting for some reason. It's not like he knows all about me. Right?
Bakugou yells for me but I ignore him. I felt a tighten and I look down. His grasp on my arm tightens more and I look up. "What? You don't like me. Stop fucking trying."
"I'm fucking trying because I want to try! I want to fight you!" Bakugou yells. He strives off his ego and insecurities.
"Don't use me Bakugou. I'm not a toy for you to play with and I'm not your slave. Just leave me alone." I try and get my arm out of his grasp. It was starting to hurt. "Bakugou, fucking let me go."
"I don't think so. Fucking listen to me!" Bakugou was staring at me directly in the eyes.
"It fucking hurts. I'll burn your damn hand off." I snap, feeling the grasp tighten and tighten. He didn't do anything to stop so I closed my eyes and I made my arm start to warm up to a very hot temperature.
"Ow! Bitch, why did you burn me?" He takes his hand off my arm and I smile a little, rubbing the hand mark.
"I warned you Bakugou. And I'll warn you again. Don't fight me or I'll cremate you."
"Not until I fucking burn you to ashes first." He stares down at me.
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FanfictionYou grew up in a household who hated each other. Your brother would always make fun of the burn on your arm and your parents didn't like you at all. They didn't understand how you got a fire quirk when they had completely different ones. You were th...