You Don't Have To Face It Alone [Abused!BakugoxTodoroki]

Thirteen- Shower

I curled up in the corner of the shower and let the burning hot water hit my scalp as I started crying again.

God, I couldn't fucking make myself stop crying, and I felt like a damn wimp.

I lifted my head up and let the water hit my face for a second, before turning around and letting the water run down my back.

I could feel my body aching in all the places bruises would appear. I held my arms and set off mini explosions to cover the bruises with burn marks. I did the same thing to my stomach and wrists.

Not enough to scar, but enough to cover what he did.

I sprawled myself out from my ball, laying on the floor of the shower with my stomach up. The water hit my stomach and ran down my sides, calming yet hurting me.

I covered my eyes with the palms of my hands, easing up the pressure on my left eye, since that's the one he had punched. I kept crying as sobs and curses fell out of my mouth.

I started shaking my head, wanting this to all be a dream that I could wake up from. I took in a deep breath, sitting up coughing for a few minutes from inhaling water.

My face was probably really red as I was coughing. My lungs were burning and my eyes were somehow tearing up more.

Once I could breath steadily, I looked up at the shampoo and body soap.

I started standing up, using whatever was sticking out to help balance me. When I was standing up as straight as possible, I let one hand go of my support, my legs shaking a bit. I fought against the urge to fall over and grabbed a rag and the body soap.

Once I got the rag wet and got it soapy, I quickly and roughly cleaned my body again. The pain was excruciating when the rag was harshly rubbed against the soon-to-be bruises. I gritted my teeth and kept going, not stopping till I thought my body was as clean as I could possibly get it.

I let the rag fall to the wet floor while I started reaching for the shampoo. As soon as I had it I let myself slide back down against the wall so I could properly clean my hair. I got a good amount of shampoo on my hand, then rubbed it between the two of them. Once it was getting a little foamy, I put my hands in my hair and started scrubbing around, massaging my scalp every once in a while to try and calm myself down.

After about a minute of massaging the shampoo into my scalp, I leaned forward and closed my eyes, letting the water do it's magic and get the soap off of my head.

I rubbed the remaining shampoo out of my hair and then just sat in the shower. I had nothing else I needed to do, I just didn't want to get out to face reality.

I didn't want to have to get out and go back to school ever again. I didn't want to see Ei ever again. I just wanted a Todoroki hug. But I knew none of those could happen. I punched the wall of the shower and screamed.

I knew I couldn't just leave Ei and get a hug from Todoroki. I sighed and slowly stood up, turning off the shower and walking out of it. I grabbed two towels and put one around my waist and let the other hang around my shoulders.

I stood in front of the mirror and saw that the bruise around my eye was already slowly starting to form. I groaned and lifted my neck up, seeing the handprint slowly appearing too. Luckily with the pressure he applied it should cover the hickies, so I won't have to stare at those everyday.

Once I got too disgusted in myself to keep looking at me, I turned away from the mirror and dried myself off, putting on my sweats and turtleneck.

I hung the towels up and limped out of the bathroom and to my bed. I fell down on my stomach and used my hands as a brace. I dug my face into the pillow and started frantically punching my bed. Once I was out of breath from not being able to properly get oxygen, I sat up and looked at my clock.

It was already past 11:00 at night, and I had no interest in falling asleep, so I searched around for my phone and grabbed it out of my bag.

I unlocked my phone and went to do something random, I don't know, probably play a game or something. Until I got a text from an unknown number.

Unknown number

Hello Bakugo.

Who the fuck is this?

Didn't I give you my number earlier?

Icyhot?

The one and only. I have a question for you.

The hell do you want

Am I still coming over tonight? Because it's already almost 11:30 and I don't want to come over if you don't want me.

Read 11:36

Bakugo?

Delivered

Bakugo please answer me. Am I coming over or not?

Uh, no. You don't really have to

Right, I'll be there at midnight.

Icyhot!
I said you don't have to!

But I want to. I want to make sure you're okay.

I'm going to sleep

I'll be over in 15. See you soon.

Yeah... whatever
Read 11:40

I sighed, knowing how stubborn that guy was, he'd come in even if I was asleep. I sat myself up and walked to the door, locking it so he can't just walk in. I walked back to my bed and sat down, looking at the clock; 11:45

I sighed and leaned against the wall, closing my eyes and dreading the inevitable conversation. After a few seconds of sitting there, I jumped out of bed and made sure all the new bruises were covered. There was nothing I could do with my eye or the slap mark except try my best to cover it with some pieces of hair.

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~Bebe17