Y/n's POV
I am awakened by yelling downstairs, I glance over at my alarm clock it is almost midnight. I grab my phone, sneaking out of my room staying near the stairs hearing my parents argue.
“You are never home anyway, just go it wouldn’t be any different here,” my mom yells at him. I sigh she hates that my dad goes on hero missions and it is causing problems with them.
“M/N, I don’t want to go there without you, it isn’t a mission on where I’d be back in a few weeks or months,” Dad says in a calm voice clearly trying to not wake me.
“I am not going back there, I am happy living here” my mom yells. “I am tired of just packing everything up and leaving people behind because of you,” that struck a nerve with me tears streamed out of my eyes and I ran back to my room. I knew they were fighting but it was never this bad, dad loves mom and would never leave us. Mom views it differently, our relationship has suffered greatly because I wanna be like him. The yelling gets louder than it was, I can’t stand it. Quickly I climb out my window onto the roof, I go here to calm down. The yelling can still be heard, I start shaking. I hate it when they fight. I would usually call Nina but she's asleep since she's leaving for vacation tomorrow. I pull out my phone clicking on someone I hope will reply.
You-Bakugou?
God I hope he responds
Bakubitch- What?
You-I’m Scared..
Bakubitch- Why the fuck would I care?
You- my parents are fighting
Bakubitch has seen your message
You-please.. I’m scared I can’t stop shaking
I feel more tears rolling down my face. I try to block out the screaming until I hear my phone go off. I jumped hearing my phone go off.
Bakubitch is calling….
I slowly answer the call, trying to calm down my breathing.
“Hello?” a gruff voice says on the other line.
“H-hi,” I manage to say, choking back tears. My mother’s yelling gets louder, I pray this boy can’t hear her.
“Don’t focus on the yelling, okay?” The boy sounds like he cares. It's odd the way he texts is very different. I start to say something but the words seem to get caught in my throat. “You don’t have to respond, I can hear your breathing talking might not be the best.”
Listening to the boy talk, I slow my breathing. His voice is calming, it also sounds like my parents stopped fighting.
“T-thank you,” I mumble.
I hear him chuckle lightly, “Don’t thank me, you stupid extr-” he is cut off my a women’s voice.
“brat who are you talking to,” the unknown woman asks.
“None of your damn business,”he yells at her.
“ooo is it a gir-” the woman's voice cuts out and I realize he hung up.
Bakugou’s POV
I had just finished training for the day, laying down on my bed hoping to relax a bit. I open netflix resuming what I was watching last, ten minutes into it I hear my phone go off. I roll my eyes knowing it is that damn girl again, why can’t she just leave me alone.
Dumbass Extra- Bakugou?
This bitch never calls me by my name
Bakugou-what?
Dumbass Extra-I’m scared….
Huh? Why would she be scared and why would I care?
Bakugou-Why the fuck would I care?
Dumbass Extra-my parents are fighting
I look at the phone a bit surprised she came to me for help
Dumbass Extra-please… I’m scared and can’t stop shaking
I sigh, knowing I will regret this later. I tap the call button waiting for her to pick up, when she does I can hear her shaky breath.
“Hello,” I say, hearing the screaming from what I assume is her parents. I spend the next hour trying to calm the girl down.
“T-thank you,” she says, her voice still shaking.
I chuckle lightly, “Don’t thank me, you stupid extr-” I am cut off by my door opening.
“brat who are you talking to,” my mother a basket of my laundry.
“None of your damn business,” I yell at her.
“ooo is it a girl,” before she could finish that sentence I hung up the phone. I push her out of my room slamming the door in her face.
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So that is chapter 4 I know it's not that good I hope you all enjoy it. I have never written a story like this. So I will try to make it enjoyable.
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