We sat at our desk and listened, I felt eyes on me, witch was very uncomfortable to be honest, it got even more uncomfortable when the intercoms called my name.

"Y/n is requested at the reception please! Y/n at the reception thank you!"

I sighed and stood up, what would the reception be asking me for? I make it to the reception, the woman who sat there smiled lightly at me.

"Hi Y/n, your father is at our gates and would like to enter, can you confirm it's him?" She says as I turn pale.

"It... It is him.... But mam he-" I started before she opened the gate.

My eyes blew wide, this was my worst nightmare, I turned around and ran to the class, I slammed the door opened and immediately jumped on Kirishima who fell off his chair confused as I held him close.

"Whoa Y/n what's wrong?" He said his arms in the air to avoid touching me.

"PLEASE SAVE ME!" I yelled burring my face in his neck as he sat up with me on his lap.

"What happened!? From what do you need saving?" He asked as Kacchan and Midoriya walked to me.

I didn't want to let go, I was terrified and Kirishima was the closest I had to an older brother.

"HE'S HERE TO BRING ME BACK! PLEASE I DON'T WANT TO HURT ANYMORE! PLEASE EIJIRO! I BEG YOU!" I yelled as he immediately wrapped his arms around me.

"He won't touch you again, I promise... Bakugo, you know what to do." Kirishima says as Kacchan smiles evily.

"Oh this fucker is gonna get it." Kacchan says leaving the classroom with sparking hands.

I desperately clung to Kirishima's shirt as he rubbed my back, everyone looked at us confused.

"So who is scaring you like this?" Midoriya asked softly.

"Can I tell them?" Kirishima asked before I shaked my head.

"I'll t-tell them..." I said as he nodded and continued to circle my back.

"W-when I was little, my m-mom would take alot of d-drugs to deal with my d-dad beating her up... She d-died of an overdose... My dad then s-switched to beating me up... Until I turned 11... His beatings... Became rougher every t-times... Until one night he d-didn't beat m-me up... He removed his c-clothes a-and he... h-he..." I tried to finish but couldn't and started to choke on my tears.

"Y/n it's okay, we get it just stop..." Mina said empathetically.

"That basterd..." Todoroki said as he clenched his fists.

"Truelly unworthy of being called a father..." Tokoyami said before we heard yelling.

"STAY AWAY FROM HER YOU FUCKING PERV! GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE SO I CAN BLOW IT UP TO SATURN!" Kacchan yelled.

Silence was now running through the class, no explosions we're heard, we thought it was over before we heard a chilling statement.

"GET AWAY FROM 1A YOU FUCK!" We hear Kacchan say before the door opened.

Standing there was the man I was supposed to trust from birth, the man who went agaisnt the rules and raped me countless times.

"Ah, guess he was telling the truth, you are indeed in here, that spiky guy really gave me trouble, now..." He says as he released a paralytic gas.

Everyone fell to the ground shocked, me laying on Kirishima's torso, he grinned before grabing my leg.

"LET HER GO!" Kirishima yelled.

"Your the one who needs to let go!" He says yanking me.

I flew to the wall, violently slaming against it before hitting the ground, everyone watched in horror as he picked me up and smiled.

"You're getting extra tonight for running away, hope your ready for permanent damage you bitch." He said as he walked towards the door.

"Y/N!!!" Everyone yelled as they layed helplessly on the floor.

I managed to lift my head up to them, and smiled, I knew this wouldn't mean much but they needed to hear it.

"Thank you for showing me that life is worth living, thank you all... This is farewell forever..." I said as he slammed the door.

"Stupid brat, your gonna regret ever defying me." He said as he turned the corner.

That's when I saw him, Kacchan was on the floor, coughing blood and laying there helpless.

"WHAT DID YOU DO TO HIM!?" I yelled as my dad laughed.

"I gave him a good taste of a deadly gas, it makes your lungs bleed, and after a while they choke on it.... To death." He says as I cried.









































This is what I get for wanting freedom.


















































This is what I get for wanting friends.



















































This is what I get...





























For wanting to be saved.

-TO BE CONTINUED

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