Izuku POV
I spent... I really don't know how much time I spent outside but when it was time to get back, I stood up and looked at Aizawa who was still with me but waiting for me to actually be the one to leave. Don't get me wrong. If I could I would have stayed in the park a lot longer but it was getting dark and cold so I just stood up and went to Aizawa.
Me: Let's go back.
Aizawa: Are you sure?
Me: yeah...
Aizawa: Are you okay now?
Me: No.
Aizawa: Do you feel at least a bit better?
Me: No... I still hate my father.
Aizawa: *sigh* I will talk to him. This can't go on.
Me: Sure go on and try but you will only meet deaf ears. It's not as if he's gonna listen to you. He never did with my mom anyways.
Aizawa: Can you tell me what happened?
Me: Sure, I don't mind. I mean I am honestly surprised he didn't tell you about this.
Aizawa: Alright but you can stop whenever you want.
Me: So when I was around 4, I remember this huge screaming coming from the living room. It was the last time he was there. I mean he wanted a daughter and a son and my mom couldn't give him that. She tried and I do know about this cause my mom had two miscarriages and she would always mourn when she was drunk.
Aizawa: ...
We both were on our way back home from being outside and I really decided to tell him the same story I was writing on that one page. It was my story and I only got people to help me or more like encourage me to live. No one ever really cared to listen in real life anyways.
Me: So when she got her second miscarriage, he left us. I remember him calling every week till I was something around 6 years then it started to be only every month to every year and then suddenly stopped a year and something ago.
Aizawa was listening to what I was saying while matching my speed. I could tell that he was trying to wrap his head around things but as much as I started to talk, as much I could tell that he started to hate what I was saying.
Aizawa: So your mother got into drinking and did all that to you?
Me: Yup. Every scar is from her.
Aizawa: Did you report her?
Me: I did, I called the police, begged the neighbors and heroes as well as my teachers but no one cared to do anything. I am surprised they called the cops when I stabbed her. Tho... it definitely was like hours after her scream.
Aizawa: ... are you feeling better now?
Me: Why would I?
Aizawa: They say sharing your stories help.
Me: Screw that! I am telling my stories to soo many people and no one ever helped out.
Aizawa: *sigh*
Me: Anyways can you do me a favor?
We finally got in front of the house and I heard the door opening to welcome us back home when I was standing there looking at Aizawa and definitely about to drop a bomb on him.
Me: Put me in an orphanage.
Mic: ....
I saw the hero's jaw drop and then I heard a gasp coming from the door and that was when I saw Mic there listening to us. I mean I did get that the door opened and all but honestly I soo didn't care about this.
Mic: Izu...
Me: You are the last person on earth, I want to see.
Mic: Let's talk about this.
Aizawa: Zashi stop.
Mic: What do you mean stop?!
Hitoshi(from his window): Maybe because you're a bad dad?
Mic: Not the time for that now!
Me: He is soo wrong.
Mic: SEE!
Me: You are the worst one on the whole fucking planet. Now if you excuse myself, it starting to get cold.
With that I went towards Mic and squeezed beside him to get inside and then ignored everyone else to get to my room slamming it shut. Everyone could hear that door slamming but I didn't care. I didn't want to be here any longer and if that meant to actually run away then so be it. I thought maybe when he got me that things would be different but no. First day, first moment when we got here.... It was all I needed to know that I was not welcomed here at all.
And he still thinks he can create a perfect family!
No one is perfect!
Why is he sooo obsessed with it?!
Can be a bit less on PTSD or whatever crack he is taken and look at reality as it is!
Me: *sigh* first things first... ama leave tomorrow no matter what!
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That other Family
FanfictionWhere there is a secret there is always drama! Izuku Midoriya was a heroes child and he knew it. Not only that but his mother never wanted him. What a cliche that is, however not only was there this problem but there was another one. There was this...
