DAY 2
Izuku's pov:
Day 2. I wake up to the door being slammed in. I scramble to the far corner of the room as my father inches closer and closer towards me. He started pulling his belt off, and my eyes widened in fear. He then started whipping me with the belt. I let out muffled cries, which only made him whip harder. A few times, I felt the belt buckle come down on my chest, and I could feel warm liquid soak my shirt. He then leaned down to look me in the face.
"Don't worry. I'll make sure you don't die. But, by the time I'm done with you, you'll wish I had just killed you." He smirked. He then kicked me in the chest a few times before leaving. I sit up once he is gone, and lean against the wall, only for my back to sting. 'They will come save me.' I had to believe that statement. Without it, I had nothing. No hope. I didn't want to sleep, but I was exhausted, so when I closed my eyes, I fell into a not-so-peaceful sleep. I had nightmares of all the ways he could torture me. I was going to die down here, by the hands of my own father.
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