Straitjacket

Chapter 10

Izuku was laying in his bed, arms bound together and tears streaming down his blank, glass-like face. He could hear nervous voices echoing outside of his room and in his head. They were whispering, whispering all of the things he did wrong in his  ears, each one putting a crack in his heart and his mind. 

You hurt them

You could have killed them

You deserve to be hurt

You deserve nothing but pain

You-

The voices were cut short by the sound of my doorknob turning and Aizawa slipping into my room with a agitated look on his face. I couldn't look at him, if I did I would hurt him and they would send me back to the Needle Room. 

Shota cleared his throat and mumbled under his breath "I wanted to sacrifice Yamada instead."

He cleared his throat and looked at Deku "Look I'm not going to try and fight you" he pulled the bands out of his pocket. "But if you put these on I will let you take off the straitjacket."

Now this, THIS got Deku's attention he turned to Aizawa and sat up, Shota smiled "Now I'm  going to tell you what I'm going to do before I do it so you don't end up killing me." Deku nodded and Aizawa quickly unclipped the straitjacket and glanced at Deku. "You can go grab something to wear from the closet." Deku nodded and a second later came out wearing a long sleeve shirt that seemed quite baggy and shorts. Aizawa grimaced at all of the scars littering the young boy's body and crouched down and clipped the bands around his ankles, Deku flinched a bit but luckily didn't roundhouse kick Aizawa in the face. He stood up and gently clipped his bands around his wrists and his eyes widened at the bits of muscle and tissue exposed on the flesh just above his wrist. He shook his head and smiled weakly and walked out of the room.

Shota and Mic had to go to a faculty meeting so they -hesitantly- left the house leaving Shinso and Deku to their own devices. 

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