What Is Love (TodoBakuDeku)

3: Daddy Issues

I was snapped out of thought by a toaster smashing into my head. Yeah...SHE THREW A FUCKING TOASTER AT ME! As she walked closer to me I could smell the alcohol on her, and knew she had been drinking. Maybe that's why she chose a toaster...I have no idea.

"Dammmmit...Why diiiiidnnnnn'tttt itttt fuc *hic*hnnnggg electtttroooocuteee yooouuuuu?" She was slurring her words, definitely drunk. 

"Maybe because it's not plugged in...?" That was a mistake. I quickly managed to get outside, before she could say anything, and I saw Kacchan and that red and white haired boy. Kacchan called for me and I turned, trying to hide the forming bruise on my face but failing. 

"K-Kacchan?... I Thought you didn't like coming down this route..?" I was very much confused. He then yelled like normal about how he didn't give a fuck about what he said. The two boys walked away elsewhere. Shit! I forgot my bag. I open the house door and see her holding it with an angry expression on her face.

"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU SAY YOU WORTHLESS BRAT?!" She began walking towards me before yanking me back inside and slapping me across the face harder than she ever had before, making me fall to the ground. That was definitely going to leave a bruise, great. I could feel the blood pour out of my nose and lip as she started kicking me in the face. I tried to grab her ankle and stop her foot from hitting my face, but it only pissed her off more.

She wrapped her hands around my neck, slowly adding more and more pressure. I was so focused on trying to breath that I didn't notice her pull something out from behind her. I could barely make out a small shiny object, but I knew it wasn't good whatever it was. 

"This is something special I've been saving just for you, Izuku. A little present from mom..." Terrified was an understatement, I was sobbing on the floor barely able to take in any air, as I was being tortured by a sinister maniac.

I suddenly felt our position change as she pinned my arms down with her foot and used her now free hands to lift up my shirt and stuff it in my mouth, muffling my screams and sobs. 

"Now, now, Izu...we don't want anyone hearing do we?" All I could do was cry, I felt completely helpless. I felt a burn coming from my stomach as she dug the blade into my skin, the pain  spreading the longer it went on.

I tried to get my hands free, but to no avail, and I couldn't muster the strength to look down at what she was doing to me. I began to feel blood pouring down my sides and form a pool underneath me, staining the hallway carpet red. The pain continued as she moved down to my legs, as well as my arms. It felt as if hours had gone by once she finally stopped. I was a sobbing mess on the floor, my tears mixing with the blood that had surrounded me. I finally decided to try and stand up to see what the hell she did to me. I pulled my saliva soaked shirt out of my mouth, as I limped to the bathroom. When I looked in the mirror I was horrified at what I saw. My body was covered in gashes, and words carved into my skin. My arms and legs had the words 'Worthless', 'Mistake', and 'Burden' carved over and over again. But across my entire stomach were the words 'USELESS OMEGA' to ensure that I would never forget what I am.

I was so shocked by the damage that I didn't notice her come into the bathroom. When I noticed her, I couldn't even look up at her...I was so terrified of what she had become. 

"Next time, do it to yourself and don't waste my time" She said before throwing the bloody blade on the ground next to me.

I don't have time for this right now, I need to get to school so more people don't hate me for being late, although it was bound to happen anyway. I quickly took out the emergency first aid kit that was in the bathroom and tried to clean some of the wounds. But in the end there were too many. I messily wrapped my body in bandages, just hoping my uniform wouldn't be covered in blood by the end of the day. I grabbed the foundation bottle I kept in the bathroom, poorly attempting to cover the bruises on my face before making my way to school. 

Bakugou POV

I was listening to Aizawa's lesson, not fully paying attention because I'm a genius and don't have to, when suddenly the door creaked open. Everyone looked over to see a very...tired looking Deku. What the hell happened to him? 

"OI DEKU WHAT THE FUC-"

"Bakugou sit down and watch your language please. Midoriya take a seat, but I need to speak with you after class" Aizawa lazily said before going back to the lesson. I watched Deku limp over to his desk, and he winces in pain with every move he makes. What the fuck is going on?

~Time Skip, Brought To You By Your Insomniac Authors~

The bell rang and the class began to file out to lunch, while Deku stayed back to talk to Aizawa. For some reason I felt the urge to wait for him to finish, so I grabbed my stuff and stood in the hallway waiting for Deku.

He finally came out about 10 minutes later, looking even more exhausted if that was even possible. 

"Hey Deku," I motioned for him to come over to me, he began to walk over but stopped when his phone started ringing. I sighed and watched him nervously answer the call.

"He-hello?"

"Izuku I want you home in 15 minutes, do you understand me...We have another surprise for you." Deku hung up the phone and I could see tears begin to form in his eyes, and as I looked closer I saw faint bruises on his face. Deku must have noticed me staring because he slightly panicked and snapped out of his trance, turning to hide his face.  Except I could still see the tears in his eyes, which slowly began to fall down his cheeks.

"Deku who called you?" I knew something happened on that call, and I needed to know what the fuck they said. 

"Kacchan ple-please just...I have to go, just- tell Mr. Aizawa that I-that I don't feel well." I had no time to argue with him as he bolted down the hallway and out of the front doors. Deku what is going on with you?

Deku POV

I ran home as fast as I could, but all the wounds and cuts on my body kept me from going full speed, and I could feel blood pour out of the larger cuts with every step I took. I finally reached the front door but before I could knock, it swung open. 

"Tch, tch, tch Izuku...I said be home in 15 minutes...it's been 16." She grabbed my arm and threw me into the house, but a pair of arms caught me before I could hit the ground. I looked up at my savior and saw a strange man...yet he looked oddly familiar.

"Hello son."

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