Flashback to the...umm...last chapter...
Izukus POV

What just happened?! Why did he do that?! Why me?! WHY ME?! What at is supposed to think...I can't stop thinking about what happened!

Once I finished dressing I crawled to the corner to get my crutches. My wings and back ached, along with my wrists that had marks on them. I was still shaking and when I saw HIM, I turned away and tried not to cry. I feel so dirty, so violated, a thousand showers couldn't clean me.

I can't tell anybody...I hope dad gets here soon! T-this is more scarier than I'd like to admit.

I was sitting on the chair even though it hurt. Tears threatened to fall but I wouldn't allow them too. I wiped the one that fell and looked at the door. And if one cue, dad walked in. I silently stood up and as I walked, even with the crutches, a slight limp was noticeable.

"You okay problem child?"

"I fell pretty hard on my leg." I thanked myself for my quick excuse.

I just want to go to sleep.

I whined in my head, not knowing what to think from the things that just happened.

What should I do? What do people do when this happens? It's not as if I can ask...

End of flashback

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Izukus POV

I climbed back into the familiar black car, and every step hurt. Sitting hurt. Thinking hurt at this point. During the long quiet car ride home, my mind replayed the horrid moments I had recently endured. My mind played from my hardcore training as a kid, to my abuse, and to my current rape. My mind scared me, and I suppressed the coming panic attack so I didn't worry or burden anybody.

Upon reaching home I immediately went upstairs, ignoring Shinso on my way up. He looked worried but I marched to my room, slamming the door shut and leaning against it as I locked it. I cried hard, I never really cried too much, I never liked showing my weak side to others.

I heard Dad and Pops talking in their room, talking about me. It was slightly muffled but I understood it completely.

"D-  you  -no-  w-t  h-p-n-d  to  -im?"

"I  -ve-  no  clu-"

"-e  c-n  -sk  h-m  l-t-r."

I cried harder and crawled to my bed. My phone was on the table, but I didn't feel like wasting my time. I laid there and cried, ignoring the knocking on my door.

"Hey Zuku, if I can call you that, I wanted to let you know dinner is ready if you want some." It was clearly pops, he seemed worried. I didn't say anything in response, and I waited until I heard him leave until I stood up.

In a trance, I walked to the bathroom. I looked at the rub marks on my wrists, and struggled back loud sobs. I grabbed the razor from my sink and looked at my wrists.

Cut, bleed, heal, repeat

Cut, bleed, heal, repeat

Cut, bleed, heal, repeat

Cut, bleed, heal, repeat

Cut, bleed, heal, repeat

Cut, bleed, heal, repeat

Cut, bleed, heal, repeat

I repeated this process until I felt lightheaded. I looked at the scabbed over cuts on my wrists and cursed the healing part of my quirk. I scavenged the drawers of the sink to find a first aid kit. I thanked whoever put it there silently, and opened it and found gauze. I wrapped the gauze around both my arms tightly, liking the pain that came with it.

Why am I like this. Why. Why won't my painful memories stop playing in my head. Why won't they stop. I want them to. Somebody! Help me!

I was really p*ssed at HIM and I wanted to train. I had abandoned the training chart Toshinori had given me. I wanted to do nothing, but I needed to do something.

Why am I so useless.

I grabbed my phone and decided to check my messages. I always kept my ringer off, and I had over 100 missed messages.

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Kacchan: WHERE ARE YOU?!

Me: Nowhere.

Kacchan: Don't give me that bull

Me: Why do you care all of the sudden?

Kacchan: That doesn't matter. I haven't seen you in a while.

Me: I'll see you soon. Maybe we can train together.

Kacchan: Like you'll get into UA anyway!

Me: It so happens that I now live with two UA teachers.

Kacchan: That weird dude I met is a teacher?! Who is his wife?!

Me: ...

Kacchan: I have to go need the old hag wants me

Me: Bye

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I stifled back some more cries but at least texting got my mind off everything.
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Todoroki

Me: Hi you here?

Todoroki: Yeah. How are you?

Me: Can't feel my left leg at all but I'll live.

Todoroki: Wait what?!

Me: Did you hear about a boy that was stabbed by his mother?

Todoroki: Yes?

Me: Look it up on YouTube

Todoroki: Okay...?

Todoroki: THAT WAS YOU?! Omg! Are you okay?

Me: yeah. Just lost feeling in my left leg

Todoroki: explain to my how that makes you okay

Me: never mind that.

Todoroki: ...?

Me: So, random question, you going to UA?

Todoroki: yeah. You?

Me: probably

Todoroki: who have you been living with? It seems as if you had a friend in the video

Me: They couldn't take me so I'm with somebody else. I can't really say, but I'm okay.

Todoroki: that's good to hear

Me: so what are you doing? We should meet up sometime.

Todoroki: I'm not really free all the time but I can see if we can hangout sometime in the future

Me: maybe we can train together

Todoroki: yeah. That would be nice

Todoroki: maybe tomorrow? I'm not doing anything

Me: I can sneak out so yeah

Me: It's a date!

*Text message deleted*

Todoroki: why did you delete your message? I didn't read it

Me: it's fine. Dahobah beach at 3:00?

Todoroki: sure. Gtg. Bye

Me: bye

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Izukus POV

I smiled through my dried tears and decided I should get some sleep. I fell asleep quickly, but that doesn't mean my sleep was good.

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Nightmare Land

"Hold still this won't hurt...not for you..." my father was inserting some drug inside my body. I was only seven and I didn't know what it did. He pushed it in and I screamed in agony but didn't let my tears fall. I never cried for the man. Never shed a tear.

The scenery changed and I was in the car on the way home with him. He was drunk and swerving around. We went into the other lane and and I heard a sickening thud and screams of another. Or myself. Everything faded to black and I opened my eyes to see HIM.

He was thrusting into me but this time I couldn't feel anything no pain. I closed my eyes again and and everything faded away.

When I opened my eyes I saw my mother. She was grinning devilishly as she held two knives in her hand. This was something I remembered to clearly. She pinned me against the wall and pulled my wings out. She stabbed the knife into the wall and through my wing, but to me, it only felt like paper cuts. She tore through my wings easily and walked away. Since she only cut the webbing there was no blood.

I knew I wouldn't be able to fly for awhile and she knew that. She waved behind her back and threw the knife at me which I had dodged. She hated that so much and she ran at me with the other she was about to stab me when...

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Izukus POV

I shot up screaming once again. I noticed that my door was wide open and that the lock had been picked. I turned to my right to see Pops staring at me with concern.

"You okay little listener?" Even in this time he still cracked a joke.

"I'm fine."

"Do you want to me to go? I can stay if you want though." He squeezed my hand tightly and I just realized I had been squeezing his back absentmindedly. I let go of his hand and squeezed it into a fist. I put on a fake smile even with the tears, and said without my voice cracking,

"I'm fine. Thank you though." He smiled but it didn't reach his eyes. He walked away and gingerly shut the door. I knew that Aizawa was standing around the corner and listening in on our conversation. They forgot I had super hearing.

Not wanting to think about the dream anymore I shut my eyes and willed myself to sleep. It was filled with nightmares but I didn't awake in a cold sweat. At least I didn't think it did.

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Word Count: 1493 words

I didn't look back and edit, I felt lazy so if you see a mistake can you comment on it? Thanks! And here comes our sweet Tododeku! Have a good night or day and I'll see ya in the next chapter! (:

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