He bullied you. He put you in the hospital more than once. You were his childhood friend, you looked up to him. You got hurt because of him yet, you tried to stand strong. He felt good putting you down. To make you feel worthless, unwanted, useless. Truth is, he was just stressed with everything happening. U.A exams, grades, his home life, everything was getting too much. His so-called friends didn't help either, if anything they just made things worse by annoying the shit out of him. So, he found a way to release that stress by taking it out on you. Until he started going too far, he started punching harder, kicking harder, throwing you harder, breaking your arm when he could. You couldn't take much more, that's what your gut was telling you. And it was right. He ended up putting inside a hospital, nothing new, except, you were in a coma.
This is a story of how he dealt with the guilt, the guilt of hurting you so badly. The guilt of changing your personality so much, to the point where you're a completely different person.
•Katsuki x Reader
•Self Harm
•Suicidal Thoughts
•Bulling
•Mature Themes/Gore
•Mature Language
•Trauma
•Plot Holes
•Unedited
Feel ---- Suicidal Todoroki x Bakugo ---- [BOOK 2]
70 parts Complete Mature
70 parts
Complete
Mature
***READ 'NUMB' FIRST (ON MY PROFILE)***
Damn it
Todoroki
What the fuck did you do?
Why the fuck did you do this to me?
Why the fuck didn't you come back?
You knew I never meant to hurt you
I know
You know that
And yet
You haven't come back
It's been nearly a week
I can't
I can't handle this
My intentions at the start were to help you
And then part ways with you
To focus on my career
But I got attached
And now I never want you to leave
"I knew this would happen." I muttered angrily, grunting in pain as I kept punching.
"I knew as soon as you got better."
My eyes teared up a bit, but I convinced myself it was anger.
"You wouldn't need me anymore." I said through grinding teeth. "And now you don't need me anymore."
I hit it again, and a sharp, burning pain shot up my arm. I stumbled back and yelled in pain. I sat on the ground and stared at the floor, crying and grinding my teeth.
You always hated when I'd push myself too much
And even after everything
No matter how hard I try
I'm still a failure
I always fail in the end
I always fall short
It's never enough
Nothing I ever do
Is enough to come out on top
It used to be easy
I was just naturally good
Comfortable at the top
And now
I'm struggling just to stay in the running
I stood up and walked to the locker room, slamming the door open and closed. I stood in front of the mirror with my hands on both sides of the sink, staring at my reflection.
I was a mess. My eyes were red from my tears and my expression was exhausted and distressed. My face was tear-stained and I was light headed. Just completely out of it. I had bags under my eyes from stress filled days and sleepless nights, an obvious lack of rest.
No wonder Aizawa confronted me
I look like hell
I feel like hell
Fuck
This is hell