TRIGGER WARNING: Talks about abuse, mentally and physically. If these things bother you please skip this chapter. Read safely! <3
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You had been seeing this guy for a few months now. You hadn't introduced him to your family yet, but you knew your brother wouldn't approve of him at all. You talked about him sometimes, though, and Bakugou always had something snarky to say. It was always hard to find anyone that Bakugou approved of.
You were currently out on a date with him and things weren't going as planned at all.
He wanted to go to a fancy place you'd never heard of before, and while you were excited, you definitely felt like you didn't belong there. Your family could never afford something like this.
When he picked you up he didn't approve of what you'd put on. He said it made you look poor and if you wanted to keep seeing him you would have to step up your 'game.' So you changed. Three times.
Then, when you got to the fancy place he insisted on, the two of you got out of the car to find that your reservation was canceled due to not calling to tell them you'd be late.
This did not please him at all. He yelled at you the entire way back to your house. You didn't say anything in fear of him yelling at you more.
When the two of you got inside, you began apologizing profusely.
"Baby I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to make-" your words were cut off by a loud snack. You fell to the ground as you yelped in pain.
Tears threatened to form in your eyes.
You felt fingers lace into your hair and then yanked your body back up in a sitting position. You groaned in protest.
"Don't you ever make us go through that again. Do you understand?" He asked. You felt blood trickle down you lip causing you to sob.
"Do you understand!?" He yelled. You nodded your head.
"Yes! Yes.." you responded. He let you go, but not a second later you felt the back of his other hand make contact with your face.
He stood to his feet as you lay on your stomach, sobs escaping your lips as you lay there.
"Clean yourself up.. you look disgusting." Then, he turned around and walked out of the house.
You laid there for what felt like hours as you cried and cried.
Eventually, you found the strength to stand to your feet and make your way to the bathroom. You stripped your clothes, adjusted the water temperature and then got into the shower. You washed your body gently, scrubbing away your make up and blood.
Once you were done, you got out, dried off then put on some shorts with a baggy t shirt. You avoided looking into the mirror at all costs, afraid of what you'd see.
Hours past since the incident. You found yourself on the couch wrapped in a soft blanket as you stared at the blank tv screen.
You heard the door open and close along with the sound of paper bags. The smell of food hit your nose, but regardless of how hungry you were, you stayed put.
"Hey, dummy. I brought food." Bakugous voice rang out to you, but it felt far away. Everything felt so far away right now.
You felt like you were mentally a million miles away.
"You know you have to turn the TV on in order to watch it, right?" He said roughly. He put the bags of food down on the table and grabbed the remote. As he was about to turn on the TV he saw your reflection in the tv screen.
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