I walked out of the bathroom with the taste of blood in my mouth and I made my way to the cafeteria.
This is stupid. I just want the world to go the fuck away! I got mad and punched the wall at the entrance to the cafeteria, OfA activated and luckily I didnt break my hand, but I did put a dent in the wall.
Great, well, I should get out of here before so-
"Problem Child!" Aizawa yelled at me.
-meone sees. I sigh and turn around, "Yes, that is me. What do you want?"
"Do not talk to me like that! Did you just do what I think you did?" Aizawa asked.
"Well that depends, what do you think I did?" I answered.
"Well, it looked like you punched the wall for no reason, am I correct on that?" He questioned.
"Would you rather I punched another student?" I responded.
Silence
"That's what I thought."
I left Aizawa in the hallway and walked into the cafeteria, sitting down by Uraraka, Iida and Todoroki.
The truth is, I like Todoroki. I mean I like him more than a friend, but there is no way he feels the same. The way he looks at everyone, he doesn't show interest to anyone. Lets just face it, you'll never have a chance with him, he never liked you in the first place.
"Deku, are you okay?" Uraraka asks.
"Midoriya, you haven't eaten lunch for the past two weeks, are you okay?" Iida continues to scold me on how it is important to eat lunch, because it keeps me energized throughout the day, whatever that means.
"Midoriya, are you okay? Why are you wearing a long sleeve shirt? It's summer." Todoroki asks.
Todoroki's POV
"I could ask you the same thing, Todoroki." Midoriya states.
He wouldnt understand. If he knew, he wouldn't want to be friends with me anymore. I like, no, I love him, but he probably likes Uraraka, he would never like someone like me. If Uraraka makes him happy, then so be it.
I feel myself start to tear up, "I'll be back" my voice hitched.
Nobody responds, i try to calmly walk to the bathroom, just making it into a stall where I am able to silently cry, I pulled my phone out of my pocket, and took the case off. I grabbed the blade. I really shouldn't, but the voices wont stop!
I made a cut for every word they said,
Useless
Waste of life
Nobody will ever love you
Nobody would miss you
By the time the voices stopped, there was 20 cuts on each arm. Luckily I brought my bag. I opened my bag and grabbed my bandages, wrapping my arms,
"Todoroki, are you okay? Its time for class." I checked the time, 12:50. Damn, I was in here for thirty minutes.
"Y-yeah, I'm okay." I lied.
I got to class and sat down, Bakugo bullied deku like always, but this time I formed an icicle and threw it at him, hitting the back of his neck, and cutting it.
SHIT! You idiot! Now he's gonna come after you!
I get out of the way fast enough to not get hit, and I was able to grab his arm and freeze it, but all he did was smash his arm against the wall and break my ice, he went to hit me, but Mr. Aizawa walked in and told Bakugo and I to sit down.
"Thank you for doing that, Todoroki.
I could have handled it myself though." Midoriya whispered."Your welcome." I responded.
A/N I update slow, sorry.
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The Last Love- /recontinued!/
FanfictionMy first story, sorry for any grammatical errors. This is a depressed/short-temper/Split personality Deku AU. Izuku isn't always as happy as he seems. Will Izuku end his life, or will someone stop him before he ends it all?