Green Psycho (Villain Deku)

Chapter Eleven {pt1} (SELFHARM!!!)

Bakugou POV this resumes from when we last saw Kiri. Chapter Five reread it if you have to. It is short

I leave his house and walk back to my own. I think about Kiri all the way home. His soft smile, his gentle touch. I finally arrived at my house. I run upstairs and hang my mask on the back of my chair. It has spikes on the back of it so it was easy. I then went back downstairs and grabbed a snack. (please read this chapter and the next while listening to this > https://www.google.com/url?q=https://youtu.be/ASdkcWfjzdc&sa=D&source=editors&ust=1619033141049000&usg=AOvVaw0ZSdJ5AkGB5SIx1PErfWSB It makes it better :))

I eventually finished and decided to read. I read for who knows how long and the next thing I know I am asleep.

⛤The next day ⛤

I get up at around eight and check the news, as usual. This time it wasn't the usual "hero saved twenty people from a falling skyscraper". No, it was " UA Student Ejiro Kirishima found dead."

This can't be real, right? I cried and yelled and punched my pillow. "Katsuki what happened?" My mom asked me, running into my room and stroking my forehead. This is one of the few times she ain't yelling at me.

I lay into her arm, crying into her shoulder. "Oh?!" She is shocked ( 😳 is what she looked like) "What is it? Do you wanna wait?" My mom asked me, rubbing my back. "O-Okay." I say through tears. She leaves to make some breakfast for me.

"Why him?!!!!! Why!!!" I yell and rip my pillow. Stuffing everywhere, heart broken. I cry myself to sleep.

I feel someone tapping on my arm and I get up. "Hon. I made you some food earlier but you were asleep. 

That was hours ago and you haven't eaten so I figured you were hungry." I say okay and I head downstairs to eat.

Mother made me some Eggos. They were cold but I liked them that way. I poured syrup over them (4) and grabbed a fork and knife. I cut them into big squares and mom sits on the other side of the table. "You want to talk about it now?" She asked me, politely, not forcing me to say what it was. "My- my. My boyfriend. Dead. Home." Was all I could manage at the time. She covers her mouth. Her eyes wide. I cry and run back to my room.

I put on the shirt that Kirishima left here when he first came here. It is a red long crop top that goes halfway to the stomach and has three black x's on the back with a red hood. It was his favorite shirt but he let me keep it when I told him he left it here. I hug my pillow and think about what he is doing in heaven. (Atheist but I can't think of another after life so yeah) He must be thinking about me or maybe he didn't love me at all. He was faking it. I fell for his fake love. What kind of hero falls for something as stupid as this?!??

I don't deserve to live if Kiri doesn't. I reach for my pocket knife on my desk. It is a camouflage one with a bumpy texture. The blade is sharper than sharp. I cut my arm, near my shoulder and halfway to my elbow. They bleed but I don't care. The blood drips onto my floor. I deserve this. I deserve to die.