Even A Hero Needs Saving Sometimes.

Asking for Help Makes You Strong.

hey dipshits

Soooooooo looks like it gonna be
Todobaku
Erasermic
Shinkami
There's also gonna be a little Bakumono but Todobaku is the main ship.
Why u may ask?
Cuz someone asked for it.
Okay, to the story

Bakugo POV

The faint tapping of my shoes against the tile floor echoed throughout the hospital. It was time to check on Todo- Shoto. He asked me to call him that since he couldn't stand being associated with Endewhore. I don't blame him.

I stepped into his room and observed him. He was currently asleep. I made my way towards the side of the bed. I continued to look at him. That scar. It always amazed me. Or should I say, interested me? How a mother could turn on her child in an instant. After years of being their child's role model, just change attitudes so quickly.

I would know.

By now, Shoto was awake. I took notes of his behavior on a clipboard. "Good afternoon, Shoto." He turned to face me. We had a lot to talk about.

I pulled out a chair and sat down. "How are you feeling?" I said gently, not wanting to disturb him. "Fine." I gave him an unconvinced glare. He just continued to stare at me. ".. Okay then. You're being checked out tomorrow." His eyes widened. "And don't worry, your father has been taken to therapy. They're going to talk to him about his choices." 

I should probably go too.

"We're gonna sign you up for an appointment as well.  We want to make sure you are mentally stable after what he did." No duh. I walked out of his room.

The rest of the day was pretty normal. Well, as normal as living with an abusive mother can get. It was now around 8:30 pm. I was laying down on my bed. Mom's been sleeping for a while. She's gonna be hungry when she wakes up. I decided to make dinner.

I flipped the pan and set it down on the stove. I got the spatula and picked up the pancake. I dropped it onto the plate and picked it up. Breakfast for Dinner! I walked to the living room to find mom awake and watching TV. "U-uh, hey mom, I made dinner," I said, trying to stay calm. I handed her the plate.

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She gave me one look and then smashed the plate on my head. Blood dripped down onto my shoulders. I knew not to run, that would only make her even angrier. I just stood there, waiting for her to continue. She only scoffed and began to beat me senseless. Her foot came crashing towards my stomach. I folded like oregano and fell to the ground. (I laughed writing that please help-)

She kicked me repeatedly until she felt satisfied. (Hamilfans attack)Silent tears made their way down my face. I couldn't afford to scream. That would only upset the neighbors. After what felt like millennia, I couldn't hear her anymore. She had stepped outside for a cig. 

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I ran like hell to the stairs, my feet slamming onto each step. I walked into my room and slammed the door shut, as if that would protect me from her. I jumped face-first onto my bed. I turned my head to see a picture of me and my friends.

Friends.

Haruka.

I searched my pockets for my phone. I finally found it and fumbled through my contacts. I found Haruka and quickly tapped his name. The phone rang. I put it up to my ear. He then picked up. "Hello? Dude you okay?" His voice soothed me.

He was my first crush. I asked him out but he turned me down. He said he was straight and I quickly accepted that.

"H-hey" My voice cracked. He heard and began asking questions. "Are you okay? Was it that stinky bitch again. I swear, one day I'm gonna-" I cut him off. "I'm fine. It wasn't that bad this time. I think she's in a good mood today!" I saw his concerned eyes. (yes facetime) "I hate that you are so used to this. Whatever mood she's in, its still child abuse. You know what, I'm coming over." I had to stop him. He'll only get hurt too. "Wait no! Please don't. I don't want you to get hurt!"

"Fine. Then your coming over here."