Silent Cries for Help- TodoDeku- Angst

Hospital

Todoroki

I rushed into the hospital and in the waiting room where Bakugou, Kirishima, All Might and Aizawa sat. I rushed to the desk but Aizawa tried to stop me.

"You have to wait."

"NO, I HAVE TO SEE HIM!" I yelled as tears nipped at my eyes. Aizawa quickly wrapped me in his scarf and pulled me back. I gave up and fell to the floor. "I need him to be okay." I sobbed on the floor. The was quiet until I composed myself. I stood up and wrapped my self. I walked over and sat in a chair in front of Bakugou.

"What happened?" I demanded.

"I don't fucking know. Shitty hair was dragging me through the woods when we saw Deku. Weird hair called out to him and I seen stuff dripping from his arm. So we went closer and he started to run. He yelled something like leave me alone, let me go. As we ran after him, I seen a fucking knife sticking out of the damn ground. We finally caught up to him and he was standing on the damn edge, looking at us. He said it was no one's fault but his and stepped back. He fell back and we rushed to catch but it was fucking to damn late."

I crossed my arms over my chest and my leg began to bounce up and down at a rapid pace. "Who all knows about this?" I demanded glaring at each of them.

"Only us, young Todoroki." All Might informed me. I ran my hands through my hair as the speed of my bouncing leg increased. It's my fault. I should have been there. I shouldn't have left him. 

"GOD DAMN!" I yelled standing up and started to pace around the room.

"You need to calm down, Sir." A nurse called out to me. I turned to him and glared at him with so much hater. 

"You fucking try dealing with the love of your damn life trying to commit suicide. Until then don't fucking tell what the hell to do?" I growled and started to pace again. The nurse nodded and didn't speak to me again.

"You should calm do Todoroki." Aizawa standing up and walking towards me.

"Hell no! I don't wanna fucking hear any of you tell me to calm the fuck down." I scowled at each of them before walking out the building. I turned around and hit the building with fist as hard as I could. 

"Shoto!" I heard that bastard's booming voice. I turned around to face him.

"What the fuck do you want?" I yelled. He walked closer and didn't say anything. He wrapped his arms around me and I tried to pull away.

"Stop, Shoto. Clam down, it's okay, let it out." I didn't want him, here. But what shocked me is that he was trying to comfort me. Stopped pushing him away and he let go of me. I fell to me knees and start to cry. I love Izuku. Please don't leave me. 

"Good, now that that is over. Time to go home and start training again." His voice boomed again.

"What the hell? No. Just fucking leave!" I yelled, figuring out that was his only intention. I walked back into the build.

"He isn't awake but he's stable for now. You can go see him." Aizawa made me aware of this and I shuffled down the hall of rooms, until I got to Izuku's room. I opened the door and slowly walked in. He was hooked up to IVs and a breathing machine. I sat in the chair next to his bed. He head bandages wrapped around his forehead, left arm and torso.

"Hey, baby." I spoke softly tears creeping into my eyes. "I'm sorry I wasn't there. I love you Izuku." A few tears making their way down my face. "Please wake up soon. You deserve this life, you deserve to live. Please don't leave me." I rested my head on the side of his bed and everyone else started enter the room.

"The doctor said he was lucky. The height of the fall should have killed him but he was lucky to only have a few broken ribs and a possible concussion, not a bad one though. The doctors also said there was no sigh of his assigned medication in his body." Aizawa stated.

"You promised me that you were taking them." I whispered my unconscious boyfriend. "I won't leave your side until you wake."

I stood by this. The others had left while I stayed with him. Bakugou would come by every once in awhile. He would check up on him and we'd talk a small bit then he would leave. It has been a week since I left the hospital. I was sleeping one night when I was awaken by the beeping on his monitor getting louder. Doctors and nurses rushed into the room. They pushed me out of the room but before they did, I heard one say that he needs to go into emergency surgery. The next thing I see, is him being rushed out of the room and down the hall. I rushed after them.

"What happened? Whats going on?" I demanded out of anyone with an answer.

"Sir, please calm down." One of the nurses stopped me. "One of his broken ribs has punctured one of his lungs. He need surgery right now. Please go wait in the waiting room." The nurse ordered before rushing off with the others.