I'm all yours (kiritodobakudeku)

[Pt.1] Sold

Friday
No one's POV

As Izuku got home from school and stood face to face with the door to his house he hesitated. He reached for the door handle, his body welling up with fear as he already knew that his mother would be waiting inside for him so she could give him his daily beating, ready to remind his how useless and disgusting he was; a usual occurrence when he got home.

He gripped the handle and pushed on it lightly, the door slowly creaking open in response. The green haired boy walked through the door way and quietly shut the door behind him, glancing up at the clock hanging on the plain wall which read '4:03pm', he was late... Izuku walked forward slightly trembling, he just hoped that Inko would still be passed out from the alcohol she would drink somewhat religiously, but sadly before he could attempt to sneak up the stairs and into the safety of his bedroom, he felt a firm hand grip his hair, dragging him backwards and slamming him against the coffee table which sat in the middle on the room, his body captured in a wave of pain making him groan.

He cried out loudly in distress, his eyes glazed with tears as he saw Inko approach him while she screamed out, "YOU USELESS DEKU!! YOU ARE THE REASON WHY HISASHI LEFT!!!"

Izuku tried to crawl away but was trapped by Inko's hand which gripped tightly around his small throat, little whines and muffled sobs leaving him as he choked out a quiet plea "S-stop, P-Please stop..." the beautiful freckles dotted on izuku's cheeks were now painted over with tear stains as his eyes rolled back, the small boy starting to slip out of consciousness, but just before he passed out he could hear the words dripping with venom which slipped from Inko's mouth "No one will ever love you." And the boy believed what she said was true, no one would ever love him, not someone as worthless as him and with that thought he let the darkness wash over him, falling into a deep and heavy sleep.

Saturday
Izuku's POV

I woke up with an ache across my body, I slowly open my eyes to see that I'm still laying on the cold floor of the living room only now remembering the beating from yesterday. Quickly scanning the room I notice my mother isn't here, 'probably at the bar again' I think as a small groan escapes my open lips, my body's refute at the movement of my Fragile body, I cautiously creep up the stairs just in case and patch up my fresh cuts and bruises before changing into fresh clothes for the day. I knew that my mother would be back around 7:00pm and it was currently 4:20pm so I sat down leisurely and wrote in my notebook number #14 until I finished updating and reviewing the information on certain pages.

After I finished I watched TV, trying to take my mind from the dreadful feeling of the knowledge of  my mom coming back "Maybe she'll stay out tonight.." I mumbled, a bad habit of mine which I have yet to outgrow. I relaxed as much as I could and turned my attention to the film I had put on previously.

•Time skip•

I'm sitting upstairs in my room when suddenly I hear the front door open and close,informing me that my mother was home. Staying as silent as possible I listened for any indication that she needed me, that is until I heard her voice echo tauntingly "Bitch!!Get down here now!" Her tone indicated her lack of mercy if I so happened to make her wait. So after slowly walking down the spiralling set of stairs (My body still protesting any form of movement,)I walked into the room to see her sprawled our on the sofa, a crooked but noticeable grin plastered across her face that made her look all the more scary.

She turned to look at me with a now monotone face, leaning back and speaking "Pack your bags and get everything ready by tomorrow." She finished with a cold glare, causing me to look up, a hint of confusion crossing my face. She spoke up again, this time regaining the same smug grin from earlier
"I sold you."

I stood there watching her as what she was saying fully settled in, 'She sold me..... She sold me??'
I didn't know how to react, 'had she really just told me that she sold me?? was this really happening?' I look at her as I felt like I might breakdown in tears again. My legs were shaking as I whisper out a barely audible "Why?" My quivering voice only annoying the green haired woman more, green eyes which replicate mine stare back at me as she stood and slaps me across the face. hard. She yells "How dare you question me you ungrateful bitch!! you should be lucky anybody wanted to buy you with how vile a creature you are!!"she stepped away from me and spat out something that scared me much more than she ever had "I sold your pathetic self to the strongest mafia in the country. You'll be used and thrown out, perfect for someone as Disgusting as you!"It felt as if time had stopped as I made my way back up the stairs and into my room, my life wasn't even mine anymore. I was going to be used as my buyer pleased and thrown away like garbage, and I couldn't do anything about it. All I could do was follow orders and hope that my life would be as comfortable as allowed.

So I grabbed a small rucksack and filled it with the two sets of clothes I owned (not including my school uniform), my notebooks and my small bear plushie that I had since I was a child and put it next to my bed for tomorrow, knowing that today would be the the last of my freedom I sat on my bed and started crying, 'I never wanted any of this, I hate this!' I thought as my face scrunched up as tears rolled down my cheeks,
'I want to be loved' was my last thought before sleep took over me, afraid of what would be the outcome of tomorrow.

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End of chapter 1!
I hope you like it??? And sorry for any typos it's pretty late right now 8]
{Rae/Jihye}

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