My Regrets
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  • Reads 61,141
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  • Parts 20
  • Time 1h 57m
Ongoing, First published Jul 14, 2020
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
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"You know, you weren't supposed to see them." He dropped my arm. "Is that supposed to make me feel better?" He grabbed my other arm, exposing those cuts as well. Bloody bandages fell to the ground and his expression changed. "Is this supposed to make me feel better?!?!?!" He held both my arms in front of me. I could feel his hands shaking. I could hear his voice breaking. He was yelling, but I knew it was a facade. He wasn't angry. He was worried. He was sad. He just doesn't know how to express anything else. "It's fine. Don't worry. I'm okay." He dropped my arms and stepped back a bit, looking down for a few seconds. He yelled in frustration, pushing me to the ground suddenly. I avoided eye contact. "In what world?! What part of your fucked up mind is telling you that this is okay?!?! Because let me fucking tell you right now, if you ever fucking do this to yourself again I swear...." He punched the wall and yelled in frustration, taking a deep breath to calm himself. He paused for a few seconds before speaking again. "Get up." He held out his hand and I took it, standing up shakily. He grabbed my arms again, staring at them sadly. "Again? Why would you hide them again? Why this again?" He pled desperately. "You two." A different voice from across the hallway said, making us both jump a bit. Aizawa walked over to us, looking down at my cuts with slightly widened eyes, then back up at me with a concerned expression. "I need to talk to both of you."
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