~ Watered Down ~ Todoroki Sibling Reader

~ Chapter Forty Five ~

!TW! Eating Disorder !TW!

~ Shoto's POV ~

I was making my way down the hall, and I passed the elevator that would take me down to them. I would go back to it later, but I needed to clear some things up with my father.

The hallway to his office felt like it would take days to go down. This could have to do with the fact that I was absolutely terrified that I was gonna slip up my words and make things even worse for (y/n) again, but if there was a chance that I could keep her off dad's radar as much as possible, it was a risk I was willing to take.

I was pretty sure that he was at least skeptical of the alibi I gave for (y/n), but the fact that he basically called her out in front of all of us didn't sit right with me.

Before I knew it, I was in front of the towering wood doors to his office. I gulped anxiously and took a few deep breaths and put on my poker face, I was not gonna let him get anything from me anymore. Showing any sort of emotion around him has only gotten me and the people I love in trouble, and I can't have that happening again.

I gripped my hand into a shaky fist and nervously pounded on the door. I stepped back a few step and waited for a moment or two.

"Who is it?" I heard his voice boom through the door.

My breath hitched at the sudden question, "I-it's Shoto!" I announced as neutral sounding as I could.

I slightly heard him huff in amusement, "Come in, Shoto." He stated.

I looked determinedly at the brass handle on the heavy door and pulled it open, revealing my dad who sat behind his large desk with his fingers laced, supporting his chin, "So what do you want?" He asked gruffly.

I looked him dead in the eye and narrowed my gaze, "Why did you call her out like that? She didn't do anything wrong. She just went out to greet her friend." I explained, keeping with the lie I told before.

He squinted his eyes and pushed himself up from his desk and walked over to me by the doorway, "Well even if you are telling the truth about that, you were also the one who informed me that she had been sneaking out for the past four years. I just did what I had to do to make sure she wouldn't betray my trust again. Maybe the humiliation will cause her to straighten out her act." He explained, towering over me.

'What trust was there in the first place?' I asked myself before continuing, "Well that doesn't mean you had to call her out in front of everyone. I can tell that Marlo's getting suspicious, and honestly, I'm glad. If he, someone who still thinks you're this amazing hero who can do nothing wrong, finds out, he can tell a few people which can lead to more and more people finding out what you do to us. Your reputation would be good as gone. And I for one, would like to see that happen." I described, laying out a whole picture of events that could happen, showing no mercy.

His teeth grit in frustration, breathing heavily. I could tell he was pissed and I was the person who made him feel this way. He started to walk closer to me, chuckling in disbelief, almost as if he was amused by what I had to say.

"You talk to me like I'm the bad guy..." he spat, closing in his distance on me, "And sure, I'll admit, I'm no saint. I'm aware that my parenting techniques would be frowned upon by most, and that I'm not a good person, but have you ever considered that I'm doing the best with what I've got?" He seethed, raising a brow.

This just pissed me off, but I somehow kept my face from bursting out with my emotions, "That's rich. You say that, but you abuse us, you sent away mom for something you did to her, you-"

That when I felt a harsh sting grimace my cheek. I just stood there in awe, eyes wide as I slowly lifted my hand to my face.

"Don't you dare bring your mother into this!" He bellowed, "I have my reasons for what I did!"