《ADDICTIONS》Chained
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I tiptoed down the stairs. It was too quiet. Right when I was at the bottom of the stairs I heard one of the guards shout. "Hey!"
Shit shit shit. I run to the door and see there's a fucking security lock on it. Ideas run through my head. I hear multiple foot steps. There was a small fortune well with rocks in the middle of it. I look at the window and get an idea.
"Izuku?" I turn to see toga at the banister tired and confused. I grab the biggest rock and broke the window. The guards sprint down along with everyone else. "Get back here Izuku!" My dad yells.
I jump through the broken window scraping me leg. Holy shit I haven't been outside in a while. I sprint for it into the woods. The guards were right fucking behind me. Suddenly I hear a gun shot...it didn't sound like a gun shot though...
Than I feel something hit me, I slowed my pace and turned around confused.
....What the fucking shit...He had snipers!? I grab whatever had hit me...A trancalizing dart? Right when I realized what it was I passed out.
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I had woken up with chains hanging me a foot off the ground. I start panicking making the chains rattle. Suddenly my dad walked in. He looked disappointed.
"Oh Izuku....You shouldn't of done that. I was trying to care for you, and look what you do. You betrayed me..I hate to do this but its about time you learn about consequences..." he walked out and than Dabi walked in.
He had a sinister smile on his face. "Miss me?"
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He let out a pained scream. Izuku was at my breaking point but no fucking way would he start begging him to stop. He had no clue how long it's been but he was covered in sweat and his own blood. A knock on the door made everything fall silent.
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"Your done now Dabi...You may leave." He gave izuku one last look than left. Hisashi walked in and stood in front of his son. "Learn your lesson yet?" Izuku spat in his face, mustering up a pained grin. "Fuck you." You could hear the exhaustion from him.
Hisashi looked amazed and wiped his face. "You really are like me....I'll send Dabi back in." There was no way he'd ever beg him....So he let him walk out and dabi walk back in.
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He kept blacking out due to the pain...Like last time dabi left and my dad walked in. "Now?" Izuku could barely open my eyes, he let the chairs support his body....he was at his breaking point.
Hisashi stepped closer lifting up his chin making him look at Hisashi. "Are you done Izuku?" "....y-yes..." Than that was it, he blacked out.
He woke up in his bed with bandages all over his body. His whole body ached from head to toe. He still tasted blood in his mouth. He curled in a ball just wanting to get out of here.... 'Why.'
Four....fucking days! I'm fuckimg tired of waiting around while I don't know what deku is going through!
"Tonight we're going to go see where Deku is at. We won't intervene we'll just look. I want to see what I'm getting my hands on."
"I'll be over in a few."
I was really worried for him, at nights I could barely sleep. Like he said a few minutes later he came. "The forest by oak bridge right?" I nod my head.
When we got there we parked the car on the side of the road and started walking into the forest. There was a sign that said private property. There was also a long dirt patch drive way. We followed the dirty road.
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Kira and I both stopped when we heard noise. We hid behind a bush and listened. "Moving to station three, copy." We both looked confused. We peaked out and about five miles away I saw house lights.
(How far away even is five fucking miles!? If it's completely unrealistic than just make a distance up.)
Than that's when I saw the men in bulletproof vest and guns. This has to be it, if these guys wanted Deku so bad they sure as hell don't want anyone leaving or coming in.
"Zuzu is in that house for sure." I nodded my head. "Come on let's leave before we get caught." The fucking idiot decided to take a picture but the flash was on.
"You fucking idiot!" I whisper yelled. "I'm sorry!"
"Hey! Who's there!" Fuck. We both sprinted to the car and quickly got in. "Hurry the fuck up!" He was fumbling to get the key in. "I'm trying! It's hard with you yelling!"
We saw three of them run out the forest and point the gun at the car. "Fucking go!" He finally got the key in a drove away.
"Your a fucking dumbass." I said slightly relived we got away.
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